"Twenty thousand, a fixed price. Whether the person is found or not, this money is yours. What do you say?"
Fang Huixin walked ahead, followed by a young girl wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She looked scholarly, seemingly a secretary.
Wu Da Sang Men blinked twice and rubbed his eyes. He said to Zhang Da Biao beside him, "Brother, did I hear that right? She said twenty thousand?"
Zhang Da Biao chuckled, his tone a bit sour, "You heard right, it's twenty thousand. Who told them they have money?"
Wu Cheng Fu opened his mouth but didn't respond.
"What do you say? Even if we don't find them, this twenty thousand is yours."
To strengthen her persuasion, the young secretary behind Fang Huixin opened her briefcase. The neatly stacked red bills, illuminated by the sun, were so dazzling that even I felt an urge to snatch them.
However, seeing the watchful bodyguards around Fang Huixin, that thought could only remain a thought.
Wu Cheng Fu licked his lips greedily, "Are you telling the truth? Whether we find the person you're looking for or not, you'll give me the money?"
Fang Huixin nodded, "I keep my word. If you don't believe me, I'll give you ten thousand yuan as a deposit first." Sudan Novel Network
At this moment, Wu Da Sang Men forgot his grievances with his nephew and quickly advised, "Didn't you say you didn't take their things? If you didn't, then let them search. Not only will you prove your innocence, but you'll also get money. What are you waiting for if you don't agree?"
Regarding Wu Da Sang Men's suggestion, Wu Cheng Fu glared at him, "No, at least half to prove your sincerity, otherwise I'll call the police and say you trespassed into my home."
Facing Wu Cheng Fu's threat, Fang Huixin's expression darkened, but she still agreed, "Fine! Give him the money."
After receiving the red bills from Fang Huixin's secretary, Wu Cheng Fu didn't move. "My house has some treasures I've collected. If you break them, you'll have to compensate me at market price."
Fang Huixin's eyes turned cold, "Our goal is only to find someone, how could we damage your treasures? But if you claim some broken junk is damaged by us, then the outcome won't be something that can be clarified in just a few words."
Afterward, Wu Cheng Fu moved aside from the doorway and squatted down, carefully examining the money in his hands, as if he had never seen so much money in his life.
This made me feel confused. Wu Da Sang Men said Wu Cheng Fu was involved in underground dealings. Such a person would have seen a lot. If he had one underground item, wouldn't it be worth hundreds of thousands or even millions? How could he be so excited with only ten thousand yuan?
Although twenty thousand yuan in cash seemed like a lot, compared to underground items, it was no different from twenty yuan in an ordinary person's pocket. Even my price for examining a mummy was a million yuan. Was I tricked by Wu Da Sang Men?
Thinking of this, I subconsciously glanced at Wu Da Sang Men. Indeed, he was greedily watching Wu Cheng Fu count the money. Perhaps sensing my gaze, he smiled awkwardly at me, "Country bumpkin, never seen so much money, hehe..."
"Hick, hurry up and open the door with the money," Li Rui cursed Wu Cheng Fu and then turned his gaze to me. "Kid, you can't let Aunt Fang pay for this money for free. If you can't find the person, you have to return this money. Otherwise, I..."
"Enough,"
Fang Huixin said with a chilling voice, "I'll give you two hours. It's almost time now. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, not only will this debt be settled, but we'll also settle Wang Jun's debt bit by bit."
My face immediately darkened. "What does Wang Jun's matter have to do with me? I agreed to help you find your daughter not because I'm afraid of you. If you say it like that, can I also ask you for a condition if I find her?"
"You are not qualified to make conditions."
I was so choked by Fang Huixin's words that I almost passed out. What did she mean I wasn't qualified to make conditions?
Did I owe you money, or what? If it weren't for that old guy Li Zuo Quan trying to kill me from behind, I would have helped you.
"Boss Fang, your words are not right. We are just cooperating. I am not your slave, why can you demand this and that from me? I don't owe you anything."
Fang Huixin looked at me with a cold expression. "Do I need to repeat the cause of this matter?"
"I... forget it, no need to mention it."
The frustration in my heart was indescribable. If Sun Chuang were by my side, I would have given him a big slap. He broke the rules of my divination and got himself into trouble, then ran off with the money, leaving me to clean up his mess. If I see him again, I'll beat him black and blue, or I'll change my surname.
However, the situation is stronger than the person now. Even if I have great grievances, I have to wait to settle them later. I can't afford to offend this damn woman Fang Huixin right now.
With a somber face, I entered the courtyard. The courtyard was a typical southern style, with two-entry houses surrounded by walls. However, for some reason, Wu Cheng Fu's courtyard walls were not completely enclosed, only the front part was built up, perhaps for aesthetic reasons.
Zhang Da Biao leaned in and whispered, "Let's split up and search. You go into the house and I'll check outside to see if this kid has dug any cellars."
I knew Zhang Da Biao's reasoning was sound, and I nodded to him. "Be careful, I'm afraid that ghostly woman Sui Wan'er might be nearby."
Zhang Da Biao patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'll be on guard."
"Hey, what are you two whispering about? Stop dawdling. Even if you want to regret it, it's too late."
I turned back and glared at Li Rui, then stepped into the house.
The exterior of the house looked modern, but the interior was like an old-fashioned house. Opening the door revealed an open-air square courtyard with side rooms on both sides. The main house led directly to the living room upon entry, which looked somewhat similar to the old house in the west of the village.
If Fang Yuan were here, Wu Cheng Fu would definitely not place the body in the main house. Who would willingly invite such bad luck? So, after entering, I directly headed towards the side room on the left.
Wu Cheng Fu, following behind, did not stop me, only cautioned me to be careful when entering the room and not to damage his treasures.
With a somber face, I remained silent and directly opened the first room.
The room was cluttered with pots and pans. The noodles left unfinished in the pot had grown green mold. I wondered how long it had been since this kid last washed his pots. There was no place suitable for hiding a person in the room, so after a few glances, I left.
The second room was a shrine. I left after just one glance. A room for worshipping gods and Buddhas could never hide a corpse.
Worship requires the cleanest environment. A slightly messy room is not a big deal, but there absolutely cannot be any Yin energy or evil spirits, otherwise, the worshipped deities would consider it intentional disrespect, and life would become difficult, with minor illnesses or even broken limbs. In short, nothing would go smoothly.
As I approached the door of the third room, Wu Cheng Fu quickly walked up from behind and blocked my way.
"What are you doing?"
"You can't enter this room."
I looked at him in confusion, "Why?"
"No reason, you just can't enter."
Wu Cheng Fu's expression was a bit awkward, his face slightly flushed, as if something shameful was hidden inside.
Wu Da Sang Men walked up and slapped Wu Cheng Fu, "You've already taken the money, what's there to be ashamed of? Get out of the way."
Saying that, he pulled Wu Cheng Fu aside and kicked the door open.
The room was not large, and a single glance was enough to see the entire layout. When everyone saw what was inside, their expressions varied. The secretary beside Fang Huixin even spat and cursed, "Scoundrel."
Li Rui chuckled, and Li Jian sighed.
Fang Huixin's face turned slightly red, and she turned her head away.
Wu Da Sang Men, who kicked the door, didn't react immediately. It wasn't until Wu Cheng Fu closed the door that he stared blankly at him, his face turning a multitude of colors like a dyeing vat, finally turning blacker than the bottom of a pot.
"You little brat, I'll beat you to death."