Imperial Treasure

Chapter 455 - 310: Mystic Osteoderms, Dragon Vein

Bullets and sparks lit up the night, it was Shen Que!

The lunatic was actually crouching on the rooftop!

There’re freaking mosquitoes all over the rooftop!

He dodged in a flash, but

what followed was icy and merciless.

A knife chopped down!

Bang!

The spine... shattered!

Mao Yun collapsed to the ground, unable to move a muscle.

"Got him! Ah, Miss Sui, you’re incredible!" Shen Que leaped down from the rooftop, blew a whistle, and lights came on in the nearby houses as numerous police officers rushed out~~

They finally caught the culprit, or they would have been devoured by mosquitoes!

There is justice in this world after all!

Compared to the ghostly Mao Dafeng, Mao Yun was clean and ordinary, just like the most average university student, not at all like a ruthless killer capable of intricate schemes.

"Damn you, you second-rate punk, quit decent studies to engage in shady business. They’re all people from your village, how could you bear to kill them!"

Shen Que already knew this guy was capable of killing familiar villagers just to confuse Zhang Wei. How could such a crafty and heartless person be considered human?

With a fiery temper, Shen Que struck Mao Yun with a slap as soon as he arrived.

Completely disregarding some of the department’s rules.

Pfft! Mao Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, laughing coldly, "Studying? I graduated a long time ago... but what’s the use of being a university graduate? Without connections or backing, good jobs never come my way. Working for others, I have to swallow my pride every day, I’m worse off than pigs and dogs..."

This man seemed to hold many grudges. Miss Sui glanced at his face, "Who taught you martial arts?"

Mao Yun, truly hating Sui Yi, stared at her coldly, "Who it is, you’ll know soon enough. My master will come for you... It’s your fault for killing his two disciples."

Two?

Mao Yun counted as one, Mao Dafeng obviously didn’t, for he wasn’t dead, and Dafeng’s situation was entirely different from Mao Yun’s.

Could it be...

Light flashed in Sui Yi’s eyes, she accepted Mao Yun’s challenge with composed indifference, "I’m usually quite busy, have him make an appointment first."

What can I say, Shen Que wanted to laugh, but he couldn’t, because he seemed to smell something different in the situation. Thinking of the response he got after reporting the situation here to the capital, he couldn’t help but curl his lip, damn it, it’s that same old crowd’s problems.

As for why Mao Yun would return to his house, Shen Que was initially just skeptical. He feared the man would come back for revenge on the villagers, so he brought people to lie in wait. It just so happened to coincide with Sui Yi’s feigned departure, leading to tonight’s ambush.

He somewhat suspected there was something in the house that Mao Yun had to take with him; Sui Yi was absolutely certain, yet Mao Yun refused to reveal what he had come back to find, as if sure they wouldn’t find it.

Shen Que felt helpless about it; the night was so deep that even if they lit candles, it would be hard to search. He had no choice but to give up.

With that, Shen Que felt Mao Yun’s spine with his palm, and it was broken—good, there was no need to worry about his threat for a short while, "Miss Sui, we owe you a lot this time. I couldn’t have handled these murderers without you."

Sui Yi didn’t care much and just asked, "These two are special cases, are you confident?"

"Yes, there are people coming from the Provincial City to meet them... and they want to see you too."

"No need."

Refused directly by Sui Yi, Shen Que wasn’t upset, just smiled and probed, "So Miss Sui, are you now going to..."

He wanted to ask if Sui Yi intended to go into the house to look for that object, which he could forbid anyone from touching if it were anyone else. But since Sui Yi belonged to that circle, and seemed to be very powerful, he had to be cautious.

"It’s late at night," Sui Yi simply uttered and turned to walk away.

In an instant, her fading silhouette blended into the night and disappeared.

How decisive!

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Sui Yi returned to Old Lady Mao San’s home, Zhang Wei wasn’t there, but had indeed gone back to town for resettlement with Ying Panman and others.

At home, Old Lady Mao San and Xiao Dao hadn’t slept yet. Reassured by Sui Yi’s firm response, both felt at ease, and Third Granny folded her hands in prayer, chanting "Amitabha" several times.

However, when Sui Yi placed an irregular, but somewhat oval-shaped object on the table, Old Lady Mao San was stunned.

"This is..."

"It seems Third Granny recognizes it..." Sui Yi sighed lightly, her suspicions confirmed.

She had found the object using Magnetic Sensation to search the entire house while waiting in Mao Yun’s room earlier.

A natural mystic stone, resembling ancient osteoderms, not very large—it would fit in the palm and a half. She probed with Magnetic Sensation, but it was sealed shut, failing to penetrate the slightest bit. Yet, it seemed to possess a special power, a wildness beyond the ordinary.