After midnight

Chapter 105: Murders Occur in Sand City

In a cafe in Shacheng, Lin Xuanfeng sorted out the information and asked the two people, "In other words, there is no clue about the case now, no progress, and no suspect has been identified, right?"

Lu Jun and the man looked at each other and nodded.

"I see. Thank you for today. It's getting late. I'll contact you two if I have any questions."

After the security bureau personnel stood up and walked away, Lu Jun stayed where he was. He asked, "Why did you hint to me to stay a little longer?"

"That's because you are the only one who can tell me the information about Mr. Song from Jiudu. Also, I want to meet your boss."

"In that case, let's talk while we walk."

After meeting with Chief Wang at the police station, Lin Xuanfeng returned to the accommodation that had been arranged in advance. That night, he did not go out again, and no one came to visit him late at night. After that, for several days, Lin Xuanfeng went out early and returned after dinner. His daily routine was regular and normal. He was always around the police station, the security bureau, and the crime scene during the day, as if he came specifically to investigate the matter.

"Xin Jun, are we alerting the enemy? I've heard of Lin Xuanfeng. He is a very serious person. He will definitely complete the tasks assigned to him by Xindu. As of now, he will not take any other actions except for the case. As for me, it's not that I don't believe you, but I'm afraid that if I try to be smart again, Lin Xuanfeng will find out something."

"I understand what you mean. I am just suggesting it. Besides, the person who went to monitor Lin Xuanfeng is your man. You don't need to discuss it with me if you want to take him back."

Song Fengrong laughed heartily, "Yes, there is no need to go to great lengths. With you, Xinjun, by my side, what do I have to fear?"

"Don't worry, I will protect you."

Song Fengrong smiled again and then winked at the other servants.

"I also think that what you said makes a lot of sense."

"Oh? Which sentence?" The servant stepped back, and Song Fengrong asked with interest.

"Lin Xuanfeng is a very serious person. He will definitely complete his task. So, don't go against him unless necessary." Song Xinjun said pretentiously.

Song Fengrong nodded in agreement. After the spy was removed, someone came to Lin Xuanfeng's residence.

"What's the situation?" Lin Xuanfeng asked Song Xinjun who came to his house.

"I wrote down Song Fengrong's living habits, the security measures of his residence, and other things on this piece of paper. But I haven't been with him long enough, so I can't describe them in detail."

"Enough." Lin Xuanfeng took the note.

"Everything is going according to plan, but we don't have much time. Song Fengrong doesn't completely trust me. He is still secretly trying to find out my identity. Before there is any result, he must die. But before he dies, I must have a legitimate reason to leave. Have you found a scapegoat?"

"Don't worry, it's almost done."

"That's good. I will inform you in time if there are any new changes. After I leave, you must act quickly, because the Jiuxin Conference will be held soon."

"Don't worry, this has all been decided in advance, there won't be any accidents." Lin Xuanfeng said confidently.

"In short, be careful about everything." Song Xinjun extended his hand solemnly.

Lin Xuanfeng nodded and held his hand. At this moment, Song Xinjun leaned over to hug him. But soon, Song Xinjun let go of Lin Xuanfeng, opened the door in front of him, closed it, and disappeared.

After Song Xinjun left, Lin Xuanfeng contacted Yin.

The night of October 8th was pitch black, and there was not even a star in the sand city. On this night, someone sneaked into Song Fengrong's mansion. He moved quickly along the wall, skillfully avoiding the guards and moving up one floor at a time.

Song Fengrong's house was quite complex. His bedroom was on the second to last floor, and there were no windows in the room, only a heavy door. He was always accompanied by a group of bodyguards when he went out, and only now was he alone. He came to Song Fengrong's door, and the noise of breaking the door attracted people as expected, including Song Xinjun.

Song Fengrong sat on the sofa in the house, listening to the noise outside for a while before calming down. But not long after, his door was knocked respectfully.

The door opened. In the darkness, Song Fengrong was wearing his pajamas with a sullen face. He woke up in shock the moment someone moved the door.

"We've caught the man, and this is the weapon he used to commit the crime." Song Xinjun handed over the dagger.

"It's a good knife." Song Fengrong took it, and the dagger was shining with a cold light.

"But unfortunately, the door lock needs to be replaced."

After Song Xinjun said this, Song Fengrong noticed that the door lock had been chopped. "I will ask someone to deal with it tomorrow. This person must have some skills to get here. You have worked hard, you should go back and rest early."

After Song Xinjun left, Song Fengrong came out and asked his confidant, "Where are the people?"

They came to a shabby house in the courtyard, where the prisoner was tied to a stool and could not move.

"Did you kill Liu Liang, Yang Wenyang, and Song Shi?"

"You already know the answer, but why are you asking your father?" The prisoner was bleeding from the corner of his mouth but still spoke rudely.

Song Fengrong was not annoyed and continued to ask: "Why did you do this?"

"No reason. Someone offered a large sum of money for your lives. I need the money."

"Who?"

"how could I know."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Song Fengrong still said in a good-tempered manner: "Then let me ask you in a different way. Where were you before you came to Sand City?"

The man turned his face away when he heard this, and decided not to speak. Song Fengrong stepped forward, grabbed the man's neck, and exerted force with his hands. "Speak! Otherwise, I will make sure you don't see the sun tomorrow! You still want to wait for the Security Bureau to come for an interrogation? Dream on!"

The man took a few quick breaths and managed to utter two words. "Xindu."

Before dawn the next day, Lin Xuanfeng came to ask for someone, and then the man was sent to the Security Bureau. That afternoon, Song Xinjun said goodbye to Song Fengrong, and Song Fengrong remained silent, neither nodding nor speaking.

"My mission is only to catch the person who wants to assassinate you and protect you during this period. As for the rest, you have to follow the arrangements of Lord Song Nan."

"Then reply to Lord Song Nan for me and tell him thank you. Also, the matter in Sand City is not that simple."

"I understand. Goodbye."

At this time, everything seemed to have returned to calm. That night, when Su Ziling returned home, he saw Ajiu and Xiao Su putting the freshly prepared food on the table, but An Yan was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's An Yan?"

"I just went out with Brother Yin." said Jiu.

"Yeah, Brother Ling, come over and have dinner." Xiao Su added.

"When did they go out? Did An Yan come back to eat? Xiao Su, did you leave food for your dad?"

"It's over. Come sit down and eat. It will get cold soon."

"Okay, okay." Su Ziling sat down and picked up the chopsticks. He secretly looked at Ajiu, but Ajiu didn't notice his gaze and was eating happily. My brother asked An Yan to go out at this time. He must be talking about Sand City, right? I heard from An Yan that there have been some movements in Sand City recently. It can't be something else, right?

Su Ziling bit the chopsticks and picked up a piece of carrot.

"What's the matter that you called me out?" An Yan asked Yin, and the two of them walked slowly along the street.

"About Sand City, I think I need to tell you, what happened in Sand City today, do you know?"

"know."

"An Yan, you are the 'Son of God', but you are not God, right?" Yin stopped and said.

"Of course not." An Yan frowned.

"Then how do you know everything?"

An Yan laughed dumbly, but did not intend to answer. Yin did not continue to dwell on it, he continued: "Then do you think the person who was caught is the murderer?"

"Don't think so. I know he's not."

Yin sneered and walked forward. Yin's action made An Yan, who was still standing there, a little confused, but before An Yan could catch up, Yin turned back. "In fact, before Lin Xuanfeng left for Sand City, he came to see me alone."

"Well, then what?"

"You can let me continue, but An Yan, you have to tell me first. Do you know who the real murderer is who killed three people in Sand City?"

"Since you know that I know, there's no need to ask me again." An Yan said with a cold face.

"Did you guess it yourself, or did he tell you?"

"I guessed it myself. He wrote back and just told me to take good care of Jiu."

"I didn't expect you to know. I didn't expect you to be so calm." Yin shook his head, seeming a little unable to accept it.

"Yin, I don't know why you are so upset."

"I'm not calm because!" Yin suddenly stopped, and after a moment, he rubbed his hands and apologized to An Yan. "Sorry, I'll continue. Lin Xuanfeng came to me hoping that I could help him find a scapegoat, and of course he promised me his safety."

So Yin revealed the whole plan, and An Yan suddenly understood. "So that's how it is. Senior Brother never told me his plan, and I didn't delve into it. But Yin, why are you telling me this? It's not finished yet, right?"

"I told you, I feel I need to tell you. If anything happens in the future, I want to tell you in time."

"Thank you."

Yin could tell that An Yan was sincere and was very touched. So, he patted An Yan on the shoulder and smiled. "Okay, go back and have dinner. If you don't go back, Zi Ling will be worried."

"Then I'll go back first." An Yan waved at him. They didn't walk far. In just five minutes, An Yan arrived home. When Su Ziling saw him coming back, he immediately pulled him to the door and asked him in a low voice, "You're back. What did you talk to my brother about for so long?"

"I didn't say anything, just about Sand City."

Su Ziling breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Does this have anything to do with Lin Xuanfeng?"

"I don't know. My senior brother didn't tell me." An Yan said after thinking for a while.

"Oh, then there must be a connection." Su Ziling said this, and turned around and walked into the house without even looking at An Yan. He walked into the living room and deliberately stretched out his voice and said, "An Yan, you're back? I left dinner for you in the kitchen."

An Yan walked in and found Ajiu and Xiao Su lying on the table playing Gomoku, totally unaware of what had just happened. Xiao Su was sharp-eyed, and when she saw An Yan coming back, she immediately went over and hugged his thighs. An Yan hugged her and watched Su Ziling walk up the stairs and into his room.

Yin watched An Yan walk away with his back to him, and returned home. At home, Wu Ying was sitting on the sofa embroidering. When she saw him come back, she put down her work and asked him, "Have you told An Yan?"

"Well, this kid An Yan really gives me a headache."

"An Yan? No way."

"You don't understand him. By the way, what kind of person do you think An Yan is?" Yin suddenly asked Wuying.

"Very powerful, very gentle, and very safe." Wuying nodded every time she used an adjective.

"Is it gone?"

"What else?"

Yin sighed, fell on Wuying, then covered his eyes and sighed to the sky: "Ah! Angry!"

"What's wrong? Tell me quickly." Wuying pushed him.

"It's nothing, I'm just stubborn! I'm hungry, is there anything to eat in the kitchen?" Yin was pushed to stand up, and then took the opportunity to go to the kitchen to find food.

"Yes! What do you want to eat? We have everything!" Wuying also followed him to the kitchen.

After Song Xinjun came out of Sand City, he did not return to Xindu and then to Jiudu. Instead, he walked into the desert, walked all the way from the pavilion to Xidu and then to Jiudu. This was a bit of a detour and a waste of time, but he had to do it, firstly to continue to conceal his identity, and secondly, it was more like delaying time than wasting time.

Song Fengrong was a cautious person. Even if the criminal was caught, he did not let his guard down. After Song Xinjun left, the layout and security measures were still the same as when he was there. That night, Song Xinjun waited outside the door, so he believed that even if the criminal slipped outside his door, this was the best deployment.

However, he was still one step behind. He didn't expect that someone would deal with the gatekeeper first. Lin Xuanfeng stood outside Song Fengrong's door, gently wiped the blood on the dagger with his sleeve, and then put it away. He gathered pure energy in his palm and easily destroyed the iron wall in Song Fengrong's eyes.

That's why he had to be the one to take on this mission. After using his pure power, the door opened lightly without making any sound. Lin Xuanfeng stared at the person sleeping soundly in the quilt, then walked over quietly.

The cold blade shone with a chill as it hung over Song Fengrong's face. Song Fengrong seemed to sense danger and suddenly woke up from the bed, but it would only make his death more painful. His scream was blocked halfway through. Lin Xuanfeng cut his throat with a knife and left like a ghost, just like when he came.