F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 59 The Dragon Capital Investigation Team came knocking on my door right after I killed someo

At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Yifan returned to Tianjing Yunting.

The villa was brightly lit, yet as quiet as ever.

Wang Fugui, clutching the menacing steam-powered giant axe, stood like a statue, firmly guarding the living room sofa.

His eyelids were covered with tape that looked like it came from somewhere, and his eyes were wide open.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared unblinkingly at the doorway.

Until Chen Yifan appeared.

"Fanzi!"

Wang Fugui sprang up abruptly, rushed forward in one stride, and frantically scanned him with tense eyes.

Only after confirming that there was no blood or wound did his tense muscles suddenly relax.

"Resolved?"

Wang Fugui lowered his voice, his throat so dry it felt like it was on fire.

"Um."

Chen Yifan nodded calmly, took off his coat, and did so as naturally as if he had just come back from buying something at the convenience store downstairs.

"Where are Mom and Xiaoxue?"

"Auntie is asleep, but Xiaoxue is a little excited and is still listening to music in her room."

Wang Fugui scratched his head, his gaze returning to the giant axe in his arms, a mixture of fervor and embarrassment on his face.

"Fanzi, this thing you gave me... it's fucking amazing."

He stroked the cold axe with great affection, feeling the powerful and unreasonable fluctuations of its force.

[The foreman's steam-powered giant axe].

Wang Fugui felt as if the axe had grown out of his bones.

He even had the illusion that as long as he held it...

Even if a level 20 elite beast stood in front of him, he would dare to rush up and chop its brains out!

"If you like it, that's good."

Chen Yifan smiled.

"You've learned the skill book?"

"I learned it! [Berserk]! Holy crap, Fanzi, this skill is practically tailor-made for me!"

Wang Fugui instantly became excited, waving his arms and legs so much that he almost lifted the ceiling off.

"The side effects are quite severe; after using it, I feel completely drained and limp."

"This is a good thing."

Chen Yifan walked to the refrigerator, unscrewed a bottle of ice water, and tilted his head back to gulp down most of it.

The cold liquid slid down his throat, washing away the last trace of heat left after his first murder, leaving his mind calmer than ever before.

"Fatty."

He leaned against the refrigerator, his serious gaze instantly cooling down Wang Fugui's excitement.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"From today onwards, your training will be doubled. You will not only need to become familiar with the axe, but also learn to control the timing and duration of [Berserk].

Chen Yifan's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable weight.

"Next time, our enemy will be many times stronger than goblins."

"This is reality, not a game. If you die, you really lose everything."

Upon hearing these words, Wang Fugui's simple smile vanished completely, replaced by a solemn expression.

The horrific conditions his fellow students endured in the goblin mines were a lesson etched into his very bones.

"I see."

Wang Fugui nodded emphatically, gripping the giant axe so tightly it made a cracking sound.

"Fanzi, don't worry, I will never hold you back again!"

Chen Yifan didn't say anything more, turned around and went back to his room, locking the door behind him.

He didn't turn on the light, letting himself sink into darkness, reviewing every detail of the night in his mind.

Infiltrating, eavesdropping, recording, framing, silencing...

Clean and neat.

All the evidence points to a perfect closed loop:

Driven by jealousy and fear, Li Wei hired someone to smear him.

After his plot failed, he committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and before his death, he personally killed Wei San, who was acting as a "witness".

And Chen Yifan, from beginning to end, was the wronged, innocent victim.

Boom, boom, boom.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Wang Fugui's voice was filled with barely suppressed shock and a slight tremor.

"Fanzi...look at the forum...it's exploded!"

Chen Yifan opened the door.

The cold light from the phone screen illuminated Wang Fugui's face, which was filled with horror.

On the screen, the pinned post of the "Jiangcheng Night Talk" forum had a blood-red title that stung the eyes.

[Li Wei, the eldest son of the Li family, committed suicide by jumping from the Lanting Club! The contents of his suicide note have been revealed!]

Wang Fugui suddenly looked up, staring intently into Chen Yifan's eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

"Fanzi...he...he's really dead?"

"Um."

Chen Yifan's answer was just one word.

Calm, indifferent.

It's as if it's saying the weather is nice today.

"Suicide?" Wang Fugui pressed.

He is not a fool.

He knew why Fanzi was going out tonight.

These two things together made his heart pound wildly, almost as if it would jump out of his chest.

Fanzi, you've killed someone!

I guess so.

Chen Yifan took the phone from his hand, glanced at the "suicide note" he had personally prepared, and spoke without any emotion.

"I recorded what he did. He was scared."

"Afraid of public opinion, afraid of being held accountable by the school..."

Chen Yifan returned the phone to Wang Fugui, walked to the window, and gazed at the distant city night view, his voice seemingly blending into the night.

"Some people are as arrogant as they are in the sunlight, but as vulnerable as they are when they are dragged into the shadows."

"He didn't have the courage to face all of this, so he chose the easiest way."

This explanation is reasonable and irrefutable.

Wang Fugui's chest heaved violently as he finally exhaled a breath of stale air.

He looked at Chen Yifan's elongated silhouette in the moonlight, and the shock in his eyes was slowly replaced by a complex emotion that mixed awe and lingering fear.

He clenched his fist and muttered a curse under his breath.

"Serves him right! This beast who dared to lay a hand on Xue'er deserves to die a thousand times over!"

Chen Yifan did not turn around.

He knew this was far from over.

Li Wei was merely a pawn his father used to test the waters.

The real venomous snakes lurk in the deeper shadows.

Just then.

hum-

His phone vibrated silently in his pocket.

An unfamiliar number.

Place of origin, Longdu?

Chen Yifan's eyes sharpened instantly. He gestured for Wang Fugui to be quiet and pressed the call button.

There was no static on the other end of the phone, only a suffocating silence.

Three seconds later.

A cold, emotionless, mechanical synthesized voice rang out clearly.

"Mr. Chen Yifan?"

Chen Yifan's pupils suddenly froze.

"I am."

"I am Ye Tong, the leader of the Dragon City Special Incident Investigation Team."

The other party's voice did not pause at all, as if it were reading out an unquestionable verdict.

"Regarding the death of S-class wanted criminal 'Shadow Demon', and the classification of the Goblin Mine as an 'A-class disaster'."

"We have some questions we'd like to 'talk' about with you."