Chapter 1314 — The Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell
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"Fine, you will come along to the station later and give a statement too!" Qiu Lingshan said with a nod.
At her words, An Liwen and Dr. Yin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Still, Qiu Lingshan was hardly to blame: in the whole underground arena, apart from the dead Boxer Li, only Little Mule knew the identities of An Liwen and Dr. Yin — and Little Mule would never in a thousand years breathe a word of it.
By this time Little Mule had been brought out without the slightest resistance, his face perfectly calm. This moment had been bound to come sooner or later.
The once-notorious underground arena was utterly wiped out overnight. In the interrogation room Little Mule put up no resistance whatever, confessing every crime he had committed; and as to where the arena's money had gone, he bluntly named an international syndicate — a rival of the Fire Wolf Gang — so he was quite content to seize the chance to make a little trouble for them.
As for the particulars, of course, the Fire Wolf Gang had long since arranged everything; not a flaw could be found in the bank records either. For a criminal syndicate as vast as the Fire Wolf Gang, fabricating such false evidence was simplicity itself, no difficult matter at all.
Therefore, even after the most rigorous investigation by Qiu Lingshan and her people, nothing would ever be traced back to An Liwen, Dr. Yin, or the Fire Wolf Gang.
The fall of the underground arena had no effect on most people; only those who had once gone there to gamble received punishments of varying severity.
Life went on, but Feng Xiaoxiao grew ever more languid, seeming unable to sleep her fill each day. She no longer wished to go to school, moping about the house and unwilling to go out. In her bedroom she kept the electric heater running, wrapped herself in a thick quilt, and still sneezed without cease.
Wei Zhao, the Eldest Miss, Little Shu, and Tang Zhi were all deeply worried to see it — yet there was nothing at all they could do.
The cold yin energy inside Feng Xiaoxiao had grown more and more overbearing, invading her whole body; that was why she felt frozen through and through in such heat.
Knowing that her days were likely numbered, Wei Zhao, the Eldest Miss, Little Shu, and Tang Zhi stopped going to school as well, staying in the villa to keep Feng Xiaoxiao company and see her through the final years of her life...
In any case, they had long since finished the high school curriculum and were now in the review stage; with the self-study ability of the Eldest Miss, Little Shu, and Tang Zhi, missing school was no problem at all — and since each of the three excelled in her own field, they could make up for one another's weaknesses.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?" Tang Zhi asked, watching Feng Xiaoxiao rather curiously as she fiddled with the yarn.
"I want to knit Brother Arrow a sweater," Feng Xiaoxiao said. "I want to leave him something as a keepsake. But it seems I won't hold out that long — I'll surely die before I finish it, so I've decided to knit a scarf instead... only, I'm afraid I won't finish the scarf either..."
"Oh, wonderful — don't worry, I'll knit it together with you," Shen Yushu said.