CHAPTER 511: CHAPTER 243: HOW DID YOU GUYS GET HERE?

The elder brother of Director Shi?

Huang Qixin was startled.

This question was quite professional.

He pointed to the pocked and pitted marks on the prison cell walls.

"Sir, I have actually been investigating your brother’s disappearance case non-stop, even when I was imprisoned."

Fang Yu stepped in and asked the prison guard to shine a candle on the wall, but still, it was hard to make out what was drawn there.

Crooked and skewed, resembling but not quite right, some looked like text in the super messy handwriting of an elementary school student, some were simple doodles.

Clutters here and there, disconnected, as if the text had been encrypted, a thing only Huang Qixin himself could understand.

If any player were to be locked in this cell later, they might think it is some Martial Arts Secret Manual left by a predecessor to speculate.

"Based on my investigation, combined with recent events, my conclusion is: Ten Directions Tea House serves as a transfer point, Peony Workshop as the source, and Guangyuan Inn as the pathway."

"If we’re only asking about the whereabouts of the disappeared, Guangyuan Inn is the best breakthrough, so after receiving some additional funds from the Shopkeeper, I conducted an in-depth investigation."

"Investigating Guangyuan Inn alone doesn’t yield much, later on, from visiting retired odd-job workers from other inns, I learned something."

"It turns out Guangyuan Inn doesn’t just use land routes; occasionally it takes the water route twice. Under the guise of other inns’ names, it transports goods outward."

"This water route has never appeared openly, like a private undertaking of sorts, with only the retired elders having some vague knowledge, and only those who have retired and no longer work in the field are willing to take the risk and sell the information to me."

"Land routes are broad and generic, hard to investigate, water routes only happen once or twice a year. And the delivery locations are quite definite, only two destinations."

"First, to Thunder City."

"Second, to Night City."

"Both are great cities far away on the journey, and not just along one water route, they also go through several large and small cities, switching to land routes."

"And during the time your brother disappeared, Guangyuan Inn should have carried out a water route delivery."

"This is purely my personal speculation."

"According to the decades of experience of those retired inn workers, one can discern some clues from the adjustments of the staffing and storage records of the inn."

"But before I could verify it, I was caught... If the Sir needs it, I can continue to investigate this matter for you."

Look! This is professionalism!

Others who don’t know the backstory might be confused.

But Fang Yu understood it all.

It seems Guangyuan Inn is openly constructing a road but secretly changing the grain storage.

This implies that the truly valuable slaves are transported by water.

After all, only important slaves are worthy of being sent out in such a way so infrequently.

The only thing Fang Yu is struggling with is whether his unmasked elder brother is qualified to take this luxury water ride.

Regardless, it’s a lead worth investigating.

But right now, Fang Yu has his own troubles to deal with.

When he has the resources, he can look for opportunities to investigate this matter.

It’s difficult to mobilize people from the demon side, but resources from the Foolish Underworld can be leveraged.

"Well done, keep investigating. If you have any news, you can come to the Foolish Underworld and report to me."

"Yes!"

Huang Qixin was thrilled.

With Fang Yu’s rising status, he can leverage this to his advantage, making some matters more workable.

However, right now, he just wants to retrieve the blank book; everything else can wait, as this adventure is destined for him alone!

Huang Qixin withdrew and walked out of the Prison, trembling with excitement under the long-missed sunlight at the doorway before taking big strides.

As Huang Qixin left, Cui Gengtao from Juling Gang eyed the opportunity.

"Sir, that kid might have secretly kept the thing we are trying to seize. The package might be soaked, but the items might not necessarily have sunk in the water. If the Sir watches him closely, there may be gains."

After Cui Gengtao finished speaking, he realized that Fang Yu was only giving him a sideways look, entirely unmoved.

Cui Gengtao immediately bowed his head, not daring to speak further.

Fang Yu then withdrew his gaze.

Using others as pawns?

You are still too green.

Moreover, who knows whether the item you seek is a hot potato, or if others have actually thrown it in the water.

Either way, Huang Qixin is quite weak; when he encounters something he can’t handle, he will naturally think of me as a mountain to rely on, and obediently present the item.

On the contrary, even though I might have ideas, it’s not the time to show them.

If necessary, just let the minor demons surveillance him for a few days to see the situation.

They are much more effective than the personnel of the Foolish Underworld, less noticeable, and also capable of denying any connections if needed.

In any case, if there’s a need to act, Fang Yu has plenty of means at his disposal, there’s no need for reminders which might reveal one’s intent and attract unwanted attention.

Reduce Cui Gengtao’s sentence, and let others go back from where they came, back into Prison.

Under the resentful gaze of Cui Gengtao’s Juling Gang companions, he readily accepted the reward.

With Qian Guxing’s support, Fang Yu’s orders are the most direct command in Prison.

With directives in hand, Fang Yu’s surroundings finally quieted down, save for Qian Guxing who, like a sticky candy, followed next to him without leaving a step.