Chapter 15 Rebel, the rich boss
It was obviously not me who did it.

He just wants to come here and take the blame, he’s like a lunatic!

But this guy is incredibly strong.

Even Wuzhu couldn’t take it down.

I could only watch this guy leave calmly.

“Damn, is this guy a psycho?” Fan Xian almost became depressed as he watched the guy’s leaving back.

“Not really! Practicing the Sutra of Eternal Joy will not make you insane!” Wu Zhu mistakenly thought that he was being asked and gave the correct answer.

“Ah, is that so?” Fan Xian asked in confusion.

“Yes! He just practices for fun!” Wu Zhu said.

“Damn… Damn, practicing for fun, which psychopath created such a psychopathic martial art!” Fan Xian said with a face full of resentment, and in his heart he hated the bastard who created the Changle Sutra.

“I’m not sure about that!” Wu Zhu said meticulously, but then he thought of something and immediately added, “But the young lady said that the people in the Joy Cult seem to be seriously ill, but in fact they are not mentally ill, but they have very strange brains and cannot be judged by common sense!”

“Can’t you judge with common sense?”

Fan Xian was stunned.

However, he thought very quickly and understood immediately that Wuzhu was reminding him not to judge the members of the Joy Cult using conventional thinking.

But what use is this information?

I know that Yan Wugui is not a psychopath and cannot be judged by common sense!
Isn’t it still impossible to determine whether this guy did it?

“Uncle Wuzhu, then tell me, was this done by Yan Wugui?” Fan Xian couldn’t figure it out, and wanted to find some other ideas, so he could only try any possible means.

“I don’t know, but it’s possible, because the young lady once said that the Cult of Pleasure is capable of doing anything outrageous!” Wu Zhu tried hard to recall what Ye Qingmei had said.

Surprisingly, I said more than usual.

Ye Qingmei was mentioned both times and was related to the Joy Cult.

Nature easily makes people imagine.

“Wait, Uncle Wu Zhu, from what you said, the Joy Cult seems to have a close relationship with my mother. So what did they do?” Fan Xian asked curiously.

“This seems a bit too much!” Wu Zhu said.

“A bit much?”

“Well, it’s a bit too much, but what the lady hated the most was undoubtedly the time when they sneaked into Taiping Villa, secretly put laxatives, and then took the lead in blowing up all the toilets!” Wu Zhu recalled.

Following his statement.

The scene immediately came to my mind.

Fan Xian couldn’t help but imagine a group of people holding up their trousers, rushing to find a toilet, but when they got there they heard a “bang” and watched the toilet being blown up.

Just hearing the description is enough to make people feel extremely uncomfortable.

One can imagine!

How vividly those who experienced it back then remember it!

Now they can even do things like blowing up the toilet with laxatives.

It’s so outrageous!

Of course, through the outrageous things Wuzhu said.

Fan Xian also knew clearly that the Cult of Joy was a group of people who did all kinds of outrageous things and could not be judged by common sense. It was very likely that when you thought that something could not have been done by them, it might really have been done by them.

In this way, Yan Wugui could not be ruled out as a suspect, and it was even more puzzling that the Inspection Institute inexplicably determined that he was a Zuwang Taoist without even a clue.

What to do?

Fan Xian started to think about it!
……

About five or six minutes passed.

“Boss Fa Cai, so you are here!”

Suddenly, a surprised voice was heard on the mountain path. The voice was not from someone else, but from Zuowang Dao San Tiao, the disciple of Zuowang Dao who had fought hard against the Inspection Institute in Fan Mansion before and protected the boss Fa Cai at the risk of his life.

In fact, three can be found!
We also have to thank Wu Zhu and Xu Wenhe for the huge commotion caused by the battle.

If it weren’t for the noise of fighting, San Tiao would not be able to catch up for a while.

Great now!

Finally it was taken care of!
San Tiao hurriedly trotted up.

Seeing this guy cheering.

Fan Xian’s eyes darkened involuntarily!
“Oh, what rich boss? I’ve said it so many times, I’m really not your rich boss!” Fan Xian said with a look of resentment.

“This is impossible!” Sanjo said firmly.

“Why?” Fan Xian asked.

“Because I have seen you before, you are our rich boss, I will never make a mistake!” San Tiao dropped a bombshell.

“When did I see… Wait, you said you had seen me? Then where did you meet me and why did you meet me?” Fan Xian suddenly realized that something was wrong and guessed that someone might be impersonating him, so he hurriedly asked for details.

Just know where you’ve seen it.

Maybe we can figure out some things.

For example, why can those people who claim to be from the Inspection Institute conclude that he is the wealthy boss of Zuowang Dao? “Where have we seen him? The wealthy boss is talking about the meeting place, right? There are many, such as the big bowl tea at the side door of Fan Mansion, the oil shop in the east of the city, and our secret camp, etc.!” San Tiao answered without thinking.

But the more Fan Xian listened, the more outrageous it seemed to him.

Although Fan Xian had been to all of the places mentioned above, except for the secret camp, he had never come into contact with the Zuowang Dao, so it was naturally impossible for him to have seen all three of them.

What exactly is going on?

“Then why did you want to see me?” Fan Xian asked again.

“Ah, Boss Fa Cai, you don’t even remember this?” San Tiao asked suspiciously.

“What do you remember?” Fan Xian looked confused.

“Well, it seems that the true personality of the rich boss has not yet awakened, but it’s okay, just wait!” Sanjo said nonchalantly.

I rely on!

Fan Xian was frightened out of his wits by San Tiao’s words.

The personality of a truly wealthy boss!
Hearing these words makes one feel cold.

“What is the personality of a truly wealthy boss? Also, what exactly do you want to do? Tell me everything clearly!” Fan Xian grabbed all three of them and asked eagerly, obviously getting a little anxious.

“This… What kind of personality does a rich boss have? I don’t know. As for what he is going to do, what else can this Zuowang Dao do? Of course, he will rebel!” San Tiao was frightened and blurted out everything he knew, like pouring out beans.

It’s just that…the personality of the real rich boss, that is, the second personality, secretly joined the Zuowang Dao in rebellion.

What the hell are they all!

I heard this from Sanjo.

Fan Xian people are all stupid.

He would never have thought that just for finding out why he was identified as a Zuowang Taoist, he not only exposed the personality of the rich boss, but also inexplicably asked about the Zuowang Taoist’s rebellion.

I seem to be their leader!

Nima!

Isn’t it so outrageous?

“There is no time to lose, Boss Fa Cai, come back with me quickly. The brothers have already carried out the action as planned, and the Danzhou government has also been distracted by your brilliant plan. Now, we just have to wait for the real Boss Fa Cai to wake up and take charge of the situation!” San Tiao said.

“…”

“Don’t hesitate, Boss Fa Cai, your identity has been exposed. The Inspection Institute has also noticed some clues. The brothers have already started according to the plan. We must go back quickly!” San Tiao hurriedly explained the pros and cons.

But this time.

Fan Xian was completely disoriented.

What kind of personality is a real rich boss? What kind of messy rebellion? It’s just like a dream.

It was completely different from what Fan Xian thought.

Originally, Fan Xian thought that the wealthy boss might have used his own face.

This led to Sanjo’s complete belief in his identity and the Inspectorate mistakenly identifying him as the wealthy boss.

Besides.

There is no other reasonable explanation.

but now……

“Impossible, I absolutely cannot have a second personality. This is absolutely impossible. Uncle Wu Zhu, tell me, this is not true!” Fan Xian did not believe these nonsense, but he held Wu Zhu’s arm tightly, as if he was holding on to the last straw.

Obviously this was fear, because he had heard more than once that Zuowang Dao had the strange ability to change human consciousness.

So Fan Xian was afraid.

It was because of fear that he turned around and grabbed Wuzhu’s arm.

Fan Xian didn’t see the strange smiles flashing across the three corners of the mouths facing away from him!

……

“Impossible, Fan Xian absolutely cannot be a Zuwang Daoist!”

In Danzhou City, the full-scale manhunt has already begun, and at this time in Fan Mansion.

As soon as Fei Jie recovered from his shock, he excitedly roared at Guo Shu, the person in charge of the assassination in Danzhou of the Inspection Institute.

I don’t believe that nonsense at all.

“However, Director Fei, when the spies were following Fan Xian, they saw him in direct contact with Zuowang Dao, and this information has been confirmed!” Guo Shu looked indifferent, but the information was extremely explosive.

“What did you say? When the spy was following him, did he see Fan Xian in contact with Zuowang Dao?” Fei Jie calmed down and got straight to the point.

“Yes!” said Guo Shu.

“Who was the spy who discovered this?” Fei Jie asked.

“Your Excellency, it’s Teng Zijing, who was just transferred from Kyoto!” Guo Shu said.

“Where is he? I want to see him!”

Fei Jie keenly realized the key point and immediately asked to meet Teng Zijing.

(End of this chapter)