I Got Together With the Fake Heiress - Chapter 96

The news that Wen Yunqing’s family member was attacked and her childhood items were stolen quickly spread through the Special Affairs Department in Jing City. Wen Yunqing’s subordinates eagerly volunteered, one by one, stating their willingness to investigate the matter and help find the culprit behind the attack.

Mu Kuan had a headache dealing with their enthusiasm. He handed out the latest received cases to them, using the excuse of helping Team Wen alleviate her worries to barely placate them.

“You want me to check the entry and exit records?” Mu Kuan sounded puzzled when he received a call from Wen Yunqing. “I can do that, but it will take some time. Send me the identification information first.”

Entry and exit matters were not under the jurisdiction of the Special Affairs Department, or rather, they were things the department rarely touched. Obtaining the relevant data required submitting a request to a higher authority and only acting once approved.

Fortunately, Wen Yunqing’s name already had standing with the higher-ups. Upon hearing that the request was related to her, they immediately gave the green light.

The day after the application was submitted, records concerning Li Hong’s entry, exit, and even use of public transportation were sent to Wen Yunqing’s email.

While viewing the email, Wen Yunqing didn’t deliberately conceal it from Wen Yimeng. Seeing the name displayed on the email, Wen Yimeng was first stunned, then realized what it meant.

“Li Hong… she’s back?” Wen Yimeng was a little confused. Li Hong had returned—what was she here to do?

Wen Yunqing nodded. “If I’m not mistaken, she has likely been controlled by someone and is being used as a pawn to deal with… you and me.”

Wen Yimeng quickly understood the meaning of the statement, her voice slightly hoarse. “So, my nightmares have something to do with Li Hong?”

Wen Yunqing nodded again. “Yimeng, do you want to handle this yourself, or should I handle it for you?”

Wen Yimeng opened her mouth. She wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Logically, Wen Yimeng felt she didn’t need to fear Li Hong. Even if Li Hong stood in front of her right now, she had countless ways to deal with her.

But logic was one thing, and reality was another. No matter how much Wen Yimeng tried to intentionally forget, she couldn’t deny one fact.

Li Hong and she shared an unbreakable blood relationship; Li Hong was her biological mother.

“One week at most. After that, I won’t let you see her again,” Wen Yunqing had made up her mind. Some things needed time to fade, and clearly, enough time hadn’t passed yet.

Wen Yimeng exhaled, gripping Wen Yunqing’s sleeve with her right hand. “I… I feel so useless. Even though she treated me that way… Yunqing, I don’t want you to do anything to her. Can you… not directly harm her?”

After finishing her sentence, Wen Yimeng buried her head in Wen Yunqing’s arms. “Even though she did that to me, I don’t think I can bring myself to let you…”

“It’s alright. It’s only human nature.” Wen Yunqing stroked Wen Yimeng’s head. After all, Li Hong was Yimeng’s biological mother, so it was perfectly normal for her to have reservations.

Not to mention, the education here, starting from kindergarten—no, starting from prenatal education, likely emphasized respect for parents and elders. Years of subtle influence had already shackled her thoughts with layer upon layer of constraint.

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to her. I will let her live well until old age,” Wen Yunqing said softly. She hadn’t planned on letting Li Hong die instantly anyway.

After all, death meant the end of everything, and she might even get a chance to reincarnate before committing greater sins. What Wen Yunqing wanted was for Li Hong to live—to live a life worse than death, and spend the rest of her days in regret.

Wen Yunqing didn’t tell Yimeng how she planned to deal with Li Hong. Instead, she chose a weekend, asked Wen Yimeng to stay home, and went out to handle some matters herself.

“Be careful,” Wen Yimeng had a belly full of things she wanted to say, but only those two words came out in the end.

“Mhm, wait for me at home.” Wen Yunqing kissed her girlfriend. “If anyone you don’t know comes by, don’t open the door. As long as you don’t open it, no one can get in.”

To ensure safety, Wen Yunqing set up a simple formation outside the house that could deflect all external harm.

Wen Yimeng nodded, clenching her fists, silently watching Wen Yunqing leave.

Wen Yunqing had known Li Hong’s whereabouts since the day before yesterday. Lu Zhiming had originally planned to go with her, taking the opportunity to find out who was behind this mischief.

But unfortunately, just yesterday, an ancient tomb was excavated near Jing City, and some sinister artifacts appeared inside, requiring Lu Zhiming to handle them.

Thus, this mission became Wen Yunqing’s solo action.

“Where did you bring these things back from! They are completely useless!” The middle-aged man angrily yelled at his two subordinates. “Idiots! These things are fake! I suffered a backlash!”

“But we definitely found them in that old woman’s house. She hid them very securely; I almost couldn’t find them,” Subordinate Number Two retorted. He felt wronged. In order to get these items, they were now on the police wanted list and probably wouldn’t be able to move around for a good while.

“You dare talk back to me?” The middle-aged man was furious. If he had known the result would be this, he should have just had them bring the old woman back and used her to threaten Wen Yunqing.

“Sir, you have a terrible temper.” Seeing the middle-aged man begin to punish his subordinates, Wen Yunqing slowly walked out. “Would you like me to help you cool down?”

“Wen Yunqing?” The middle-aged man and his two subordinates widened their eyes, then became instantly alert. Three attacks shot toward her simultaneously.

Wen Yunqing calmly conjured a protective shield, effortlessly blocking the attacks while tossing out a Heavenly Thunder Talisman (Tianleifu) towards them.

The middle-aged man was somewhat capable. Seeing Wen Yunqing make a move, he used a defensive magic item to block, only feeling a slight tingling in his body from the electricity.

But his two subordinates were pitiful. Due to their extremely low cultivation, they were instantly charred black, their bodies completely losing sensation and falling stiffly to the ground.

“You killed them?” The middle-aged man’s not-so-large eyes were filled with shock. “Aren’t you from the Special Affairs Department? How can you kill people indiscriminately?”

“Special Affairs Department?” Wen Yunqing sneered. “As long as all of you are dead, who will know that I did the killing?”

Wen Yunqing had no intention of talking much, as many villains perish because they talk too much. She pulled out several low-quality talismans, throwing one out every ten seconds, pleasantly watching the middle-aged man flee in disarray.

“You can’t harm me! I’m from the Association! If you kill me, it will cause a complete opposition between the officials and the Association!” The middle-aged man’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he had many small cuts on his body.

“Idiot, didn’t I just say? As long as you’re dead, who will know?” When Wen Yunqing sensed the man trying to send out some sort of signal, she struck ruthlessly, condensing spiritual power into a sharp blade and cutting him in half at the waist.

The middle-aged man seemed to want to say something, but he no longer had the chance to speak. The last thing remaining in his mind was the lower half of his body spraying blood.

Wen Yunqing looked at the middle-aged man with a hint of disgust, then threw out a few more spells, directly incinerating their bodies and leaving only scattered splashes of blood.

“If you want to watch, why don’t you stand out openly? If you hide, I might think you want to ambush me,” Wen Yunqing said slowly, her gaze fixed on a slightly ajar door.

Li Hong inside the room was completely terrified. She recognized the person in the living room—the child she had once brought home, the child she had abandoned at the home of her mentally ill mother.

The last time she saw her, she was still a high school student, merely watching her call the police with a cell phone.

What happened? Only less than a year had passed, yet how had the other party become like this—so terrifying, so…

“I’ll count to three. If you don’t come out, don’t blame me for being impolite,” Wen Yunqing sat down on a clean sofa and said leisurely. “After all, killing three people or four people doesn’t seem to make much difference.”