Chapter 18 An Unexpected Turn of Events

"The Feng family?"

"Yes." The woman nodded, and upon noticing the drastic change in the person before her, her expression also turned peculiar. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Of course, there was a problem.

Everyone felt like they had gone in circles, only to end up back where they started.

For the Feng family to secretly help these Japanese women under the cover of night, it probably had little to do with Master Feng's kindness. It was more likely that there was something else going on between them.

On the way back, Fatty Pi Ruan insisted that this was solid proof of the Feng family's collusion with the Japanese, and there was no way to deny it.

However, Chen Qiang's insight caught everyone's attention. "Don't you find it strange?" Chen Qiang asked, looking at the corner they had just passed. "If the Feng family was really colluding with the Japanese, then after the war, shouldn't they be trying their best to distance themselves from the Japanese? Why would they actively help them? Aren't they worried about being discovered?"

If someone with ulterior motives became aware of this and connected it with past events, the Feng family wouldn't be able to bear the charge of treason.

"Are you saying someone is framing them?" Huai Yi narrowed his eyes and asked.

"I just find it strange. As for the truth, we can't jump to conclusions," Chen Qiang said. "Furthermore, I think the Feng family has been in Huishi Town for many years and wouldn't be so stupid, given their current status and wealth."

"But who would frame the Feng family?" Fatty asked curiously.

If such a charge were substantiated, the Feng family would have no place in Huishi Town. Clearly, this was an attempt on their lives.

The speculation about framing opened up a new line of thinking for them. If this hypothesis held true, could it be assumed that the spiritual events occurring in the Feng family were also related to this matter?

Or rather, it was also a conspiracy targeting the Feng family.

"Are you still here?" Several people walked over from a distance, namely Luo He and Zhao Xingguo. They had gone to investigate the historical background of the May Train incident.

Clearly, they had made some progress.

"How is it?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and asked Luo He.

"We've found something." Luo He took out several sheets of paper from his pocket. The paper was thin and slightly yellowed around the edges, with jagged tears on one side, indicating that they had been torn from a book. He handed the paper to Jiang Cheng. "Take a look yourself."

Taking the paper, Jiang Cheng saw that it was written in brushstrokes, which were still fairly clear. According to the records, around the time of the May Train spiritual incident, traces of Japanese had indeed been discovered near the train's route, and there were quite a few of them.

However, because the train incident was so bizarre, everyone instinctively believed it was the work of ghosts and overlooked the variable of the Japanese.

Unexpectedly, the final result would be like this.

"What do we do next?" Zhao Xingguo first glanced at Luo He, then at Jiang Cheng.

He was wary of both of them, whether it was their minds or their methods.

If he wanted to complete the mission smoothly, he would need to rely on them.

"As I said before, without confirming the identity of the disciple, everything is just empty talk." Jiang Cheng put away the paper and directly stuffed it into his pocket, with no intention of returning it.

Luo He didn't show any dissatisfaction with this.

"It's been a long time. Let's go back to the Feng residence first," Jiang Cheng said.

Just as the group was walking back, a pair of eyes watched their backs from afar.

It was Yoko.

She stood there, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Suddenly, something flashed in her eyes, and her pupils constricted sharply. She noticed that there seemed to be one more person in the group than before.

But she looked at each of them, realizing that she had seen all of these people before and had an impression of each one.

She used the simplest method, counting them one by one. When she counted to 11, Jiang Cheng and his group turned a corner, and their figures disappeared from sight.

But she clearly remembered that there were only 10 of them when they came.

Was she... mistaken?

As the baby in Yoko's arms cried out, Yoko instantly came back to her senses. Gradually, she began to sing a folk song from her hometown.

The mournful melody floated in the wind, carrying a hint of ethereal illusion.

At the same time as the song began, the baby stopped crying. A moment later, a burst of giggling laughter filled the air.

The longer one listened, the more eerie the laughter became.

Only Yoko, as if possessed, continued to gently rock the baby in her arms.

......

Standing in front of the Feng family's mansion, even before entering, the oppressive atmosphere had already descended upon everyone.

If they had a choice, no one would want to go inside.

The vermilion front door stood tall, giving people the feeling that there were two separate worlds inside and outside the door. They naturally wouldn't ask to enter through the front door. After a moment of silence, they very consciously turned into the alley on the side.

That was the side entrance of the Feng residence, where Wu Dali had taken them before.

Compared to the dilapidated buildings nearby, the preservation of the Feng residence could not be described as merely intact. This was also one of the pieces of evidence that initially led everyone to suspect a connection between the Feng family and the Japanese.

But the previous speculation had opened up new avenues of thought for everyone.

If the Feng family was being framed, then the person who was plotting against them was the real culprit behind the scenes. Based on past experience, it was highly likely that this ghost was also deliberately brought into the Feng family by someone.

After knocking gently on the side door, a strange sound of footsteps approached from afar. The door was first opened a crack, and then fully opened.

The ugly Liu the Cripple appeared before everyone, his only remaining eye scanning them up and down, making everyone feel very uncomfortable.

"Come in," Liu the Cripple said, limping aside to make way.

Following behind Liu the Cripple, Jiang Cheng suddenly asked, "We've been here for so long, but we haven't had the chance to visit Master Feng. It's really a bit impolite."

Hearing this, Huai Yi immediately chimed in, "Yes, if we don't pay our respects to the host, we won't be able to explain it to Bureau Chief Qiao."

"My master has not been feeling well recently, perhaps another day," Liu the Cripple replied without turning his head.

"Not feeling well..." Jiang Cheng pretended to stroke his chin. "That's perfect, I'm a doctor, and I consider my medical skills to be passable. I can check on Master Feng's condition."

"Thank you for your kindness, but my master has already consulted a famous doctor, and I believe he will recover soon. Once my master is feeling better, you will naturally be able to see him," Liu the Cripple turned around, revealing half of his face. "But not now. The doctor said that my master's mind is damaged and needs to rest. He is not seeing anyone."

Jiang Cheng nodded knowingly. "I see. Then I wish Master Feng a speedy recovery."

Before his voice could fade, Jiang Cheng changed the subject. "In that case, would it be convenient for you to introduce us to the rest of the Feng family?"

"After all, we are guests sent by Bureau Chief Qiao. It's been so long, and the host hasn't even come out to greet us, only sending a servant to deal with us. That's a bit too much, don't you think?" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.