I am the one running the game

Chapter 55: Bankrupt, I can only grieve the ancestor’s treasure house
After leaving the small gathering in the auditorium, he took out the previously sealed scroll and opened it to read.

"Three hundred taels for this?" Lu Xingshi was still very dissatisfied with this.

The content here is quite limited. We don’t even know who set the fire or how many people there were. We only have an approximate time when the fire started and when it was put out.

The second step is to delineate the scope of the suspect. Fortunately, the other party found the direction of the suspect's departure from certain traces.

Then there is nothing.

Yes, that’s all. It doesn’t clearly state who did it, who was behind the scenes, what the process of committing the crime was like, etc. It even labels the motive for you. If it were so clear, then it wouldn’t be three. The price is one hundred taels.

The reason why this happened was naturally because the branch of Tingfeng Pavilion went to investigate after learning that Langya Pavilion was on fire. They could only find some clues and did not witness the whole process seriously, so Having these clues means that the staff at Tingfeng Pavilion are professional.

"Very good, at least there are some traces." Murong Xuan said.

The investigation and interview of the suspect was actually done very well. It can be confirmed that it was someone from outside. There are relevant traces to prove it.

The suspect most likely went north, and it was unclear where he went. When Tingfengtang found this clue, it was already three days later. Everyone had left, and they had no way to investigate further, so they stopped there.

"Going north, it seems that I am going to Kyoto to resume my life." Lu Xingshi did not continue to investigate. In this ancient world of low martial arts, there is no monitoring system or a complete criminal investigation system. It is indeed very good for Tingfengting to be able to do this. .

Whether it's value for money or not is another matter.

"The person must be missing. Let's just wait for news from the Wen Dao Hall." Murong Xuan was also holding his breath in his heart.

"This matter is not over yet." Lu Xingshi was also unhappy. All his drawings of the Golden Crow were burned. Fortunately, he remembered them in his mind, otherwise he would have to start from scratch.

The solution is very simple. Go directly to Kyoto, capture Cai Qiuhe and the Wendokan disciples, and then torture them one by one. You will definitely be able to find out who did it.

Cai Qiuhe may not even know about this matter. To Cai Qiuhe, the prime minister, Langya Pavilion is just an ant and of no importance at all.

It is more likely that the disciples of the Wendokan took action as a way to please him.

Just like the previous disciple, the other party's original mission was to decipher the astrological map on the cloth in order to find the martial arts inheritance and magical weapons with the destiny of the emperor. As a result, he did a lot of extra things secretly.

If you do a good job, you will naturally be praised and favored by Cai Qiuhe. If you do a bad job, the boat capsizes, and now there is no intact body.

The main reason is that Cai Qiuhe has more than one disciple, and the competition among the disciples is still very fierce. I don't see that even the senior brother, who is the orthodox heir, has to go out and work overtime to do extra work.

That's right, the one who died was really the senior brother of this generation of Wen Daoguan, a disciple carefully trained by Cai Qiuhe.

However, this person is also at a disadvantage. Cai Qiuhe has an heir. The first person in the younger generation of the Wen Dao Hall must be Cai Qiuhe's son. In the world and in the court, his reputation and prestige are second only to Cai Qiuhe. Next, when Cai Qiuhe really succeeds in usurping the throne, the other party will be the prince.

The eldest brother is nothing, how can he be as good as his own son?
"Then what should we do next?" Lu Xingshi asked.

The houses are gone, only the land is left. It was originally planned to move, but it certainly cannot be rebuilt on the original site.

They need to wait for information now, so they can't just leave like this. The deposit has been paid, but if they don't get the information, the Tingfengting branch will indeed keep it for them for a period of time, but there will be an additional storage fee. . So it was impossible to leave. I could only find a place to stay for a while.

"I have an old friend who can stay here temporarily for a month." Murong Xuan said.

"Is it reliable? You'll be criticized after a month of chatting. It's better to spend some money to rent a yard." Lu Xingshi didn't really want to go to Murong Xuan's so-called old friend's house.

It's always bad to be dependent on someone else.

"Do you still have money?" Murong Xuan asked.

"Yes, you won't have any money, will you?" Lu Xingshi said, "The family we promised to have a great business...oh, was burned down."

Murong Xuan does carry banknotes and some loose silver with him, but he doesn't use it much now.

Lu Xingshi has ores such as gold and silver. After processing them and turning them into jewelry similar to gold and silver and selling them, he can get an extra 10% gold coins, but he is stingy and unwilling to give them.

After all, there is no way for gold and silver in reality to be turned into game currency for him to use as a reserve of strength.

"Okay, how much do you have?" Murong Xuan asked. If you have money, you will definitely not rely on others.

"Fifteen taels and three copper plates. The salary I got from working under King Wu before. If I hadn't left in a hurry, I would still have a thousand taels." Lu Xingshi took out his belongings.

If I had known this situation, I wouldn't have stopped taking the money in the first place. I had money before, so it didn't matter, but now that I have no money, I'm done.

"Oh, no, go and get some from the ancestor's treasure house. It would be a waste to keep it anyway." Murong Xuan thought of the rebel treasure house of the former Yan royal family and wondered how he was also a descendant, so it didn't matter if he took some.

"Master, you are too filial, but this is indeed a good idea!" Lu Xingshi agreed. As the saying goes, it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality. On weekdays, he... doesn't seem to live a luxurious life. He doesn't care about eating and drinking, and he is even more like a game villain in his clothes. The default skin and standard of living are as good as you can live, and you can't die if you can't.

On the contrary, it was Murong Xuan, whose quality of life was much better than Lu Xingshi's.

When the two of them compare, Lu Xingshi, a young man, turns into a jungle bumpkin.

"You don't want to spend it?" Murong Xuan glanced at Lu Xingshi.

"I'll definitely spend it together, but Master, do you feel that you are a bit like one of those prodigal dandy kids, with the temperament of selling their own land and not caring about it?" Lu Xingshi teased with a smile.

"It's okay. I'm eighty-five. It won't take a few years. When the time comes, I'll kick off my legs and leave you with the mess." Murong Xuan teased Lu Xingshi in turn.

That's right, the one who really feels sorry for him should be Lu Xingshi. You must know that these things should have belonged to Lu Xingshi, but in the end they were all gone when the fire went off.

However, Lu Xingshi didn't have this idea. Murong Xuan, the master, was still alive, so he couldn't covet Rong Xuan's property. The young master of the pavilion still had the word "shao", which was equivalent to not even a single stroke of his eight characters. If he really thought like this, wouldn't he be out of his mind? sick.

If he really gets desperate, he will take some... food from his warehouse, forget about the gold and silver, and circulate it for fear of trouble. As for Tingfeng Ting's follow-up information payment, he will take his time, there is still enough time.

(End of this chapter)