madnovel Chapter 55 Fang Shuwen, please come with us.
Chapter 55 Fang Shuwen, please come with us.
The investigators arrived quickly.
Fang Shuwen had just stepped into the back gate of the Zhao residence when the sound of a bicycle bell rang out from outside the courtyard gate.
Old Fang was squatting by the kitchen door helping Hu Da pick vegetables when he heard a noise and poked his head out. He saw two men in dark blue uniforms striding in.
The one leading the group was Officer Liang.
Behind him followed two young officers, their waists bulging, clearly carrying firearms.
"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"
Old Fang stood up, the vegetable leaves in his hand still dripping water.
He had worked as a gatekeeper at the Zhao residence for decades, so he was quite skilled at welcoming and seeing off guests. His back unconsciously bent down, and he forced a smile that he had developed from years of serving others.
These people are unusual; they must have a significant background.
His overall demeanor was even more imposing than that of Wang, the clerk working in the government office on the next street.
The man in the lead had a pen clipped to his shirt pocket.
Could these people also be government employees?
"Does Fang Shuwen live here?"
The thin-faced clerk glanced around the yard, his tone curt.
Old Fang's smile froze for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat. What happened to Xiao Fang?
Why would someone come knocking on my door?
Old Fang instantly sensed that this person was someone of considerable importance just by looking at their uniform and demeanor.
What did his son Shuwen do wrong?
How did someone like this end up coming to my door?
Old Fang felt uneasy and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Just then, Wang Ma's voice rang out:
"You're looking for Xiao Fang... Xiao Fang just got back and is at home. Oh, by the way, who are you people, and what do you want with him?"
"Go ask him a few questions, he's from the Folklore and Antiquities Survey Department."
Officer Liang pulled a blue badge from his pocket, waved it in front of everyone, and then put it back without waiting to see if they had seen it clearly.
Seeing this, Old Fang could only sigh deeply, his voice somewhat weak, and turned around to call out into the house:
"Shuwen! Someone is looking for you!"
Fang Shuwen came out from the inner room.
His face remained unchanged, revealing no emotion.
He overheard the conversation in the courtyard and knew someone was looking for him.
When I went outside, I saw a familiar face.
The clerk next to Lin Xiu seems to be surnamed Liang.
This person came looking for him?
Is it because of Tengshe's rebellious nature, or has Wang Jiu's affair been exposed?
I thought about it, but I couldn't figure it out.
However, these two are definitely not people who are friendly.
"Are you two looking for me?"
"You're Fang Shuwen?"
Officer Liang looked him up and down and snorted coldly.
"We need you to come back with us to assist with an investigation. Let's go."
Fang Shuwen remained motionless, his gaze steady, and said in a deep voice:
"What do you want?"
You'll know when you get there.
Officer Liang gave a wink to the two people behind him.
The two officers took a step forward and reached out to grab Fang Shuwen's arm.
Old Fang's face turned pale instantly.
He instinctively took two steps forward, blocking Fang Shuwen's path:
"Sirs, Shuwen is still a student. He... he wouldn't do anything wrong. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Get out of the way."
The short, stocky man shoved Lao Fang aside with considerable force, causing Lao Fang to stagger two steps, his back hitting a pillar, letting out a muffled groan as he nearly fell.
Fang Shuwen frowned and looked at the short, stocky man.
He didn't move.
This is not an alley, nor an abandoned market; this is the Zhao residence.
If he were to make a move in front of so many people, it would be tantamount to putting himself in the open.
If that's the case, he'll have no choice but to flee with Lao Fang.
It's not time yet. Mingjin martial artists are formal martial arts masters, and the government of the Great Yan New Kingdom has given them relevant preferential policies.
Martial arts practitioners are under the jurisdiction of the National Martial Arts Academy and may not be arrested except for serious crimes.
Once he reveals his identity, they won't be able to take him away based on just a few words from this so-called investigation department.
But before Fang Shuwen could reveal his martial arts level...
at this time,
"Wait a minute."
A clear, cold female voice came from behind the moon gate.
Zhao Wanqing was wearing a white shirt, black riding breeches, and riding boots, and she was holding a riding whip in her hand, as if she had just returned from riding a horse.
Her gaze passed over the two investigation officers, landed on Fang Shuwen, and then returned to her.
"Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble in my Zhao residence?"
Officer Liang frowned and looked at Zhao Wanqing.
The newcomer was dashing and his clothes were of extraordinary quality. Moreover, he exuded a strong sense of pressure.
He immediately felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that this woman was no ordinary person. He no longer dared to be arrogant and obediently took out his identification again.
"Our Folklore and Antiquities Investigation Department has been ordered to take Fang Shuwen back for questioning."
"Questioning?"
Zhao Wanqing walked to the center of the courtyard, lightly tapped the riding crop twice in her hand, and glanced at the summons.
"Who do you think you are! Daring to come to my Zhao residence to arrest someone? Go back and tell Lin Xiu that I, Zhao Wanqing, will remember him!"
Upon hearing this, Officer Liang thought to himself, "Just as I thought."
Zhao Wanqing is the eldest daughter of the Zhao family. She was a Ming Jin martial arts master in her early years and later it is said that she went to Shenghai Martial Arts University.
I don't know what level his martial arts skills have reached now.
If it were anything else, I would let it go for Miss Zhao's sake.
But Fang Shuwen is different; he's the person the investigator specifically requested to be taken away.
If we don't bring him back, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain ourselves.
Thinking of this, Officer Liang said with a forced smile, "Miss Zhao, we are on official business..."
"Official business?"
Zhao Wanqing interrupted him and took a step forward.
At this very step, the thin-faced man's expression changed.
Because he sensed it.
An oppressive aura emanated from Zhao Wanqing; it wasn't murderous intent, but rather the unique aura of a master of internal strength.
Like a mountain, it pressed down silently.
His breath hitched for a moment.
The two men behind him were in even worse shape; their hands were already touching the handles of their guns at their waists, but their hands were trembling and they couldn't pull them out no matter what they did.
"A...a master of hidden strength?"
Officer Liang's voice changed tone, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Zhao Wanqing did not answer the question.
She simply stood there, her riding crop tapping lightly against her palm, once, then again.
Each blow struck a chord in their hearts.
"You have three breaths to get out of my Zhao residence."
"one."
The thin-faced official opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
"two."
"Walk!"
He gritted his teeth, turned around, and left.
Two other men followed behind him, their steps quick and chaotic, almost tripping over the threshold.
The three of them practically escaped through the back gate of the Zhao residence.
The courtyard was quiet for a moment.
Old Fang was still leaning against the pillar, his face ashen, his lips trembling as he couldn't speak.
Hu Da poked his head out from the kitchen doorway, looked at Fang Shuwen and then at Zhao Wanqing, opened his mouth and then closed it again.
Fang Shuwen took a deep breath and cupped his hands in thanks to Zhao Wanqing: "Thank you, Sister Wanqing."
Zhao Wanqing waved her hand, twirling the riding whip in her hand:
"Don't thank me. Since you called me 'sister,' and this is on Zhao family territory, if word gets out that they came here to arrest someone, where will the Zhao family's reputation be?"
She paused, her gaze lingering on Fang Shuwen's face for a moment.
"But... you certainly know how to stir up trouble. The Folklore and Antiquities Investigation Department, those people are no pushovers, how did you end up getting into trouble with them?"
"I don't know either."
Fang Shuwen shook his head, not intending to elaborate.
The matter of Tengshe's rebellion is too far-reaching; the fewer people who know about it, the better.
Zhao Wanqing glanced at him and knew that Xiao Fang had a secret.
But she didn't intend to ask further; everyone has secrets.
She tucked the riding crop into her waistband, walked towards the courtyard gate, and stopped after taking two steps.
"By the way, I'll have someone install an iron gate at the back door tomorrow. If those guys come again, we'll just lock them out."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Fang Shuwen stood there, watching her figure disappear behind the moon gate.
Old Fang finally recovered and walked over shakily, grabbing Fang Shuwen's sleeve:
"Shuwen, what... what happened to you? Why did those people come looking for you?"
"fine."