Chapter 18: The Impossible Person

  The knife fell to the ground, and Xiao Qi tumbled backwards onto the floor. Fang Baiyu and Yin Wuchuang couldn't help but smile triumphantly at each other.

  At this time, Fang Baiyu's blood had stopped flowing, and Yin Wuchuang was no longer injured. Xia Qi saw that the two of them were alive and well, and suddenly realized she had been deceived.

  "You..."

  "We just want to lure you out!"

  The sound came from outside the door, and by the time it fell, Hualang and Wenmeng had already walked in with a pleased expression.

  "What's going on? Didn't you all think the killer was Yin Wuchang? Even if it wasn't Yin Wuchang, you suspected Fang Baiyu was the killer too?" Xiao Qi was puzzled and had to figure out what was happening.

  Wen smiled coldly and shifted his gaze to Hualang, who nodded slightly and said: "That's right, we initially suspected Yin Wuchang as the murderer because he didn't appear immediately after Wen Ming was killed. When we questioned him, he made a careless remark due to his disdain for explaining himself. However, I knew at the time that Yin Wuchang wasn't the killer. He reeked of alcohol and wouldn't have acted like that if he hadn't drunk a lot. Since he had been drinking outside, it's impossible for him to be the murderer. Moreover, I found livor mortis on Wen Ming's body, indicating that he had been dead for over an hour. The scream was just the killer trying to draw attention. Yin Wuchang wasn't even in the mansion at that time, so how could he be the killer? If he had left at that time, it would have been extremely foolish of him."

  "What... what about Fang Baiyu, I heard you suspect he killed Wen Ming and framed Yin Wuchang?" Little Qi looked at Ye Xing, wanting an answer, because this was something he hadn't anticipated, and he had always felt lucky for not anticipating it.

  When Xia Qi mentioned this issue, Fang Baiyu's face suddenly changed. He glanced at Hua Lang and felt a little nervous in his heart because he indeed wanted to frame Yin Wu. He was jealous that Hua Lang had won Wen Meng's heart, so he hated him, and apart from hatred, he also wanted to get Wen Meng.

  When Wen Ming was killed, he suddenly realized that the current Wen Yidao is very dangerous. If he could help Wen Yidao solve his troubles, Wen Yidao would definitely be grateful to him and might even let Wen Meng marry him. To help Wen Yidao solve his troubles, he must find out who the murderer was.

  Fang Baiyu couldn't find the real murderer, but he didn't want to give up. So he thought of finding a scapegoat among these people. Among them, Yin Wuchuang was undoubtedly the most suitable one. He used a knife and his knife skills were excellent. Most importantly, Yin Wuchuang was arrogant and wouldn't bother explaining some things.

  Just as Fang Baiyu was gloating over his own plan, Hua Lang found him and expressed his intention. When Fang Baiyu first heard Hua Lang say this intention, he was really stunned, he did not expect that Hua Lang would know that he was framing Yin Wuchang.

  In the pavilion of that garden, Fang Baiyu was so angry at Hua Lang that he wanted to kill him, but Hua Lang said he wasn't the murderer and had only come to ask for his help. Fang Baiyu didn't want to be a killer, but after hearing Hua Lang's words, he thought this could be an opportunity to get close to Wen Yidao, maybe even gain her affection. So he agreed.

  Will Hwarang reveal his own conspiracy just tonight?

  Hualang glanced at Fang Baiyu, smiled faintly, and then said: "Fang Baiyu is not the murderer either, because he was invited by Wen Yidao, and Wen Yidao only went to invite them after receiving the letter you sent. If that letter was written by Fang Baiyu, how could he be certain that Wen Yidao would definitely invite him?"

  When Hua Lang finished speaking, everyone finally understood, and Fang Baiyu saw that Hua Lang had not revealed the fact that he was innocent of framing him, and he was filled with gratitude towards him.

  "After that, the flower gentleman continued: 'When I saw the letter you wrote to Wen Yidao, I suddenly understood and hurriedly went to find Fang Baiyu to ask for his help. Then, I also went to find Yin Wucuo, letting them put on a good show to lure you out.'"

  Xiao Qi endured the pain and asked: "How are you so sure I'll definitely show up?"

  Hualang smiled faintly and said, "It's very simple. Because you have hatred in your heart, a person with hatred in their heart often does irrational things. When you saw Yin Wuchuang and Fang Baiyu fighting each other to the point of mutual destruction, you must have felt triumphant. In your triumph, you couldn't help but come out and let Wen Yidao experience pain."

  After listening to Hua Lang's words, Xiao Qi couldn't help but sigh and say: "I lost. I didn't expect that I would actually lose to a bookworm like you. Your analysis was spot on. When I saw Yin Wu and Fang Baiyu both suffer losses, my heart was truly delighted because I knew I could finally take revenge."

  Xiao Qi's face was painful, but a moment later, he suddenly said excitedly: "Damn it, my original plan wasn't like this. I originally wanted to create a locked room murder, and then let you think that it was my father's ghost coming for revenge, making each of you terrified, so I could find an opportunity to kill Wen Yidao. But the trick of the locked room murder was seen through by you."

  The young man's helpless shrug was not that he wanted to see through it, but rather that the secret room he had created was too simple. As long as someone was willing to carefully examine it and think about it, they would be able to understand how the secret room was formed.

  Of course, Ye Xing believed from the start that it was a locked room murder because he believed that ghosts simply did not exist in this world.

  Fang Baiyu took off his shirt, which was full of chicken blood, and threw it on the ground. Xia Qi looked at all this and suddenly felt a sharp pain all over her body. She struggled on the ground for a while before dying from excessive bleeding.

  Wen Yidao gazed at Xia Qi's corpse, feeling somewhat melancholic. He hadn't wanted to kill anyone, but in this world of rivers and lakes, someone was killed every day. If you didn't go out and kill others, then others would come and kill you. The world of martial arts was treacherous, it had always been that way.

  After burying Xiaogui, the sky was already bright, and Hualang was very sleepy, so he wanted to go back to his room to rest. At this time, Fang Baiyu suddenly came to find him, and after hesitating for a long time, he said: "You are a clever person, I hope you can take good care of Wenmeng."

  Hualang smiled faintly: "Fang Shaoxia, rest assured, I truly like Wen Meng, and I will take good care of her."

  Fang Baiyu clasped his hands together, let out a sigh, and turned to leave the Wen Manor. There was nothing and no one here that could make him want to stay, so why should he remain?

  Hualang looked at Fang Baiyu's back and had an indescribable feeling in his heart. From his words just now, it can be seen that he is a sentimental person.