Chapter 71: The spicy food is choking
Chapter 71: The spicy food is choking
After returning to the weaving workshop, Fu Ze and Liu Sheng sent Cuicui and Liao Chengpeng, who were still unconscious, to the clinic, and then hurried to report.
Originally, Liu Sheng wanted to persuade him to wait for a while, because he was also injured in the illusion just now, and he had forced himself to attack, so it would be better for him to rest.
But Fu Ze was indeed very responsible and insisted on reporting the matter before the deputy director of the Patrol Department went off duty so that Miss Wen could be released from prison as soon as possible.
"You don't know that the dungeon that is specifically for locking up strange creatures is definitely not a place for people to stay. The strange aura is very dense late at night and it is easy to be corrupted. Not to mention that Miss Wen has lost her cultivation and is just an ordinary person."
Having said that, Fu Ze left in a hurry.
Liu Sheng was just a doorman and couldn't help him. He could only watch the doctor feed Cuicui and Liao Chengpeng the medicine, and they fell asleep peacefully, and he felt a little relieved.
In this way, she could finally go to the cafeteria to see what was available and soothe her stomach which had been protesting for a long time.
She only ate one candied haws in the whole day, and luckily she had some tea cakes at Wen Mansion, but this intake was not enough to cover the loss from the day's tossing and turning!
It is now the evening of the 10th hour, and the cafeteria is still brightly lit. There are many people sitting there, and many of my colleagues are just having dinner.
Liu Sheng also went back to study after finishing his shift not long ago, and ended up missing mealtime. He came to the cafeteria very late, only to find out that the cafeteria of Qinghe Weaving Institute actually provided midnight snacks.
When she first discovered this, she excitedly shared it with Su Yanjun, but Su Yanjun said unhappily, "Only you would think this is a good thing. Having midnight snacks means that many people here have this demand! Why do they have this demand? Because there is a lot of overtime work!"
Indeed, the Qinghe Weaving Institute is in charge of all the strange things in the north, and it really has no time to rest.
Afterwards, Su Yanjun emphasized to Liu Sheng that it was a blessing for them to work as doormen in Wanshitang.
The only problem is that we are a little poor.
Liu Sheng took a bowl of hot beef noodles and found a seat to sit down.
The chefs in the Qinghe Weaving Institute canteen have good cooking skills. The hand-pulled noodles have a chewy texture. The braised beef is cut into slices and spread on the noodles, sprinkled with a handful of green onions and coriander, and then poured with the delicious boiling soup. The aroma is so fragrant that even the little tentacles are tempted to move.
Liu Sheng quietly stuffed the little tentacle between his fingers as if nothing had happened, poured the chili oil on the table over his noodles, and started eating.
Isn’t it delicious to have a mouthful of noodles and a mouthful of braised beef?
She was enjoying a wonderful midnight snack when she suddenly saw Fu Ze appear in the cafeteria.
But seeing that he looked tired and had a frown on his face, Liu Sheng had a bad feeling in his heart.
She waved to Fu Ze, who noticed and nodded to her.
Then he bought a bowl of noodles, walked slowly over and sat down opposite her, and nervously scooped five large spoonfuls of chili.
This... Fu Ze seems to be from the south, right?
"What's wrong?" Liu Sheng asked with concern.
Fu Ze said: "Good news, Miss Wen can be released from prison now."
"And according to Article 5 of the Tang Kingdom's new law, she can be exempted from the charge of murder."
Liu Sheng knew what Article 5 of the Tang Kingdom's new law was. This was a new regulation that was only established after the first year of Shenxian.
Basically, anyone who is influenced, induced or controlled by a strange force, causing people to commit illegal acts such as theft, robbery, murder, etc., can be exempted from punishment after investigation and verification by the local weaving bureau, and then reported to the court for exemption from punishment, if it can be proven that their behavior is completely under the control of a strange force and the perpetrator had no malice or premeditation beforehand.
"So the government will send someone to pick up Miss Wen tonight. After the procedures for approval by the court are completed, Miss Wen can really come out." Fu Ze also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it sounded like he could be acquitted, Liu Sheng also knew that this still required approval from the Ministry of Justice, which would take at least ten days to half a month.
But it’s good to be able to come out.
Liu Sheng nodded and said, "It is indeed good news."
"But?" Liu Sheng knew that anything that could make Fu Ze look so sad must be bad news.
Fu Ze sighed again: "But, Deputy Si told me that the matter of the Wen family has come to an end."
"What do you mean?" Liu Sheng's already round almond-shaped eyes widened. "It means that the instigator, Mr. Wen, is already dead, so we won't pursue it. They told us not to talk about this matter outside, and just let him go."
"Deputy Si said that this is also what Dean Fang meant." Fu Ze added.
After hearing this, Liu Sheng frowned like Fu Ze.
"Why?"
Fu Ze shook his head and said, "Based on the status of the Wen family in Qinghe and the status of the Wen family in the court, I heard that Miss Wen's father, Wen Siyuan, is highly appreciated by the emperor and is preparing to join the cabinet."
"Moreover, Deputy Director Si said that the Wen family immediately sent someone to donate 1,000 spiritual essences to the weaving institute to replenish the equipment for defending against ghosts."
This move is much more generous than that old man's.
"Who arranged this?" Liu Sheng was a little curious.
The old patriarch of the Wen family had just passed away, and the Wen family should have been leaderless, but they immediately came up with a plan to deal with it. There must be a newcomer taking control of the situation.
And it must not be Wen Siyuan who is far away in Chang'an.
"I heard...it was that young man Wen Xuanning." Fu Ze said with a rare gossipy look on his face.
Liu Sheng nodded and said, "That makes sense."
Now that Miss Wen is not around, based on bloodline, it can only be him.
Moreover, he is probably already a super genius with a spiritual level of over 100, unmatched by anyone in the world.
Fu Ze smiled bitterly and said, "However, we will also be given some of this money as injury allowance."
"Even you will have it." Fu Ze added meaningfully.
As the client, Liu Sheng should only pay the money, so it is not reasonable for him to receive any allowance.
It seems that the higher-ups are trying to cover up their mistakes and don't even bother to reason.
But Liu Sheng also knew that this result was already the best one. It would be extremely difficult for a few of them, powerless workers with low-level or non-existent cultivation, to shake up a powerful family like the Wen family.
What's more, what they said was not wrong. Now it seems that the harm to the eldest daughter of the Wen family was just the personal behavior of Old Master Wen. Apart from the death of Miss Lu, no one else was responsible.
And it seems that Miss Lu’s death will still be blamed on Miss Wen.
Even the instigator has been brought to justice, and they have no other choice but to spread the news everywhere in an attempt to discredit the old man's reputation after his death.
However, based on the relationship between Qinghe Weaving Institute and the Wen family, if they really did this, they would probably lose their jobs first.
After Liu Sheng figured it out, he only had one question.
"How much is it? How do I get it?"
"30 Spiritual Yuan. Go to the case room to withdraw it tomorrow. You will also need to sign a confidentiality letter."
"In addition, the fee for your commission is about fifteen spiritual yuan. Remember to go to Wanshitang to settle the bill tomorrow." Fu Ze said expressionlessly.
Liu Sheng clenched his fists.
Write it down in your little notebook: Wen Weilan, you are short of sixteen spiritual essences.
"I won't say anymore. I'm starving!" Fu Ze lowered his head and took a big sip of noodles.
Then, the coughing sound caused by the spicy food echoed in the cafeteria, lasting for a long time.
(End of this chapter)