Pirated Immortals in the World of Spirit Weapons

Chapter 62 This guy is clearly an old pervert!

Zhu Que was practically "forced" into the car. He didn't resist, because he had already guessed who these people were.

People from the Chu family.

As expected, Zhu Que was taken all the way to the Chu family.

He was not alarmed.

The moment he killed Chu Luo, he was already mentally prepared; this was a hurdle he had to overcome.

The Chu Family Villa.

Zhu Que was led into a spacious living room where he met a middle-aged couple.

The man was burly, wearing a dark suit, with a neatly combed back hair, strong facial features, and a cold gaze.

The woman was in her forties, and although she had taken very good care of her appearance, she looked extremely haggard at that moment.

They were Chu Luo's parents.

Seeing Zhu Que enter, Chu's father glanced at him expressionlessly, pointed to the sofa opposite him, and said indifferently:

"Have a seat. What would you like to drink?"

"I...I can drink anything."

Zhu Que sat down cautiously, pretending to be extremely apprehensive.

"Have some hot tea."

Chu's mother poured him a cup of tea. Her voice was hoarse, clearly from crying for too long.

"Thanks."

Zhu Que politely accepted the teacup.

Chu's mother looked at Zhu Que with a complicated expression. This young man was someone who had gone through life and death with her son.

But her son died, while he came back alive.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Chu's father asked coldly.

"It's about Chu Luo, isn't it?" Zhu Que said.

"Tell me," Chu's father stared intently at Zhu Que, "what happened in that garbage dump."

"then……"

Zhu Que took a deep breath and began to speak slowly:

"After I escaped into the garbage pit, Chu Luo jumped in after me..."

He has repeated this argument many times.

Each version is exactly the same, consistent from beginning to end, with airtight logic, and without revealing any flaws.

When he was fabricating this story, he had already considered all sorts of possible problems.

For example, he considered—

The Chu family might ask, "What magic or martial arts did Chu Luo use during the battle?"

But he simply couldn't answer that question.

Because Chu Luo never participated in the battle from beginning to end, he killed all nine kidnappers and Qiao Kun by himself.

However, according to his account, Chu Luo participated in the battle.

Even if Zhu Que didn't know the names of the spells and martial arts techniques, he could at least describe the forms of the spells and the characteristics of the martial arts techniques.

If he can't answer, or makes things up—

It might fool the police for a while, but it definitely won't fool the Chu family!

therefore.

Zhu Que prepared the following explanation:

The first nine kidnappers were killed by him and Chu Luo using guns and grenades they found in the garbage dump.

No magic or martial arts were used throughout the entire process.

During a close-quarters battle with Qiao Kun, he was knocked unconscious by a single palm strike from Qiao Kun because he was weaker.

When he woke up, he saw Chu Luo being killed by Qiao Kun, and Qiao Kun himself was on the verge of death.

So he rushed over and delivered a fatal blow to Qiao Kun.

This explanation perfectly avoids the fatal question of "what magic and martial arts Chu Luo used".

Besides.

He considered many details.

"...As soon as I woke up, I saw Chu Luo being killed by Qiao Kun..."

"Then Qiao Kun also collapsed to the ground, his body trembling. I saw he was on the verge of death, so I rushed over and killed him..."

Zhu Que pretended to be nervous and recounted the story.

Upon hearing this, Chu's mother couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into tears.

Father Chu remained expressionless, but with a sudden burst of strength, he crushed the teacup with a "crack."

He took a deep breath and asked Zhu Que a series of questions.

There are many trap questions within it, attempting to make Zhu Que contradict himself.

Zhu Que gave perfect answers to all of them.

Answer when you should answer, play dumb when you should play dumb, be nervous when you should be nervous, and be sad when you should be sad.

His acting skills are impeccable.

"..."

After stopping asking questions, Chu's father remained silent for a long time.

The boy's statement was watertight, his logic was impeccable, and there was no contradiction whatsoever.

But his doubts were not completely dispelled.

Because in many cases, being too perfect is itself a flaw.

Can a boy who has just experienced a life-or-death situation really remember all the details so clearly?

Zhu Que certainly understood this principle as well.

Therefore, he prepared a strategy of "shifting the blame eastward".

Zhu Que spoke up, "Uncle, actually I have an idea to find out who is behind these kidnappers."

It is a well-known fact that those kidnappers were orchestrated by someone.

Because Qiao Kun kidnapped those girls not for money, nor for magical artifacts, and had no other demands.

It must be dedicated to some powerful force or important figure.

Therefore, the Chu family posted a wanted notice with a reward, attempting to catch the culprit who killed Chu Luo.

"explain."

Chu's father said coldly.

Zhu Que said, "Yesterday, in front of many of us, Qiao Kun said that the magical artifact he had was newly acquired."

"However, that magical artifact was of poor quality; it suddenly exploded halfway through Qiao Kun's battle."

"So I think that inferior magical artifact might have been given to him by the mastermind as payment or a tool for kidnapping."

"By following the clues of those inferior magical artifacts, we might be able to find the mastermind behind it all."

"That makes sense..."

Upon hearing this, Father Chu narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly said, "Indeed, we can start by focusing on inferior spiritual artifacts..."

Zhu Que remained silent, waiting quietly for him to come to his senses.

After a while.

Chu's father waved to him.

"It's all over now, you can go."

"OK."

Zhu Que stood up and walked outside.

"etc."

Chu's father suddenly called out to him.

Zhu Que's heart tightened, and he turned around to ask, "Is there anything else?"

"You're very smart. If you discover any new clues, remember to contact me immediately. You'll definitely get a reward."

Chu's father raised his hand in a gesture, and a butler immediately took out his business card and handed it to Zhu Que.

Zhu Que respectfully put away the business card and left the villa.

Behind him, the faint sounds of Chu's father making a phone call and Chu's mother suppressing her sobs could be heard.

"call!"

After getting away from the villa, Zhu Que breathed a heavy sigh of relief; he had temporarily passed the hurdle with the Chu family.

……

The underground black market.

Zhu Que stayed at the Chu family's house for several hours, and after leaving, he went straight to the Wildfire Shop.

He had just gone inside.

Then I saw an old man with a sage-like appearance.

The old man wore a gray-white robe, his hair and beard were all white, his face was thin, his cheekbones were high, his eyes were bright, and he had a goatee on his chin.

He held a string of sandalwood beads in his hand, exuding an otherworldly and refined air, and indeed seemed to possess the air of a reclusive sage.

"Hope you're here!"

Xiao Cai greeted her with a smile.

"Let me introduce you. This is Senior Han, who is very famous in our counterfeit industry."

"Senior Han."

Zhu Que hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, secretly wondering, "Fake circle? What kind of lousy circle is this?"

The elderly man surnamed Han looked up at him and asked with a smile, "You are Zhu Que?"

"This junior is Zhu Que."

"Come here and let me take a look."

The elderly man surnamed Han waved his hand.

Zhu Que immediately stepped forward.

Before he could react, the old man surnamed Han grabbed his hand and began to caress it carefully.

This posture...

It's like groping a girl in a karaoke bar.

"???"

Zhu Que looked completely bewildered, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

What's wrong with this old man?

Why are you holding my hand and touching it so much?

Could it be...?

Do you have any unusual fetishes?!

Zhu Que glanced at Xiao Cai, asking her with his eyes what was going on, but Xiao Cai didn't even look at him.

"Wishing you a splendid future..."

The elderly man surnamed Han suddenly spoke up, asking, "You're quite handsome. Would you be interested in spending a few nights with me?"

"?!"

Zhu Que abruptly pulled his hand back, reached out and pulled Xiao Cai to a corner, and, suppressing his nausea, asked in a low voice:

"Wait, where did you find this 'senior'? He's clearly a pervert!"