Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 644 - 67 Who can tell clearly about this matter

The division of factional powers in high society is not as simple as black and white.

Azeroth, being such a vast place, does not merely belong to the Alliance in the East and the Tribe in the West.

Blood Elves are so beautiful, yet they mingle with the grotesque creatures of the Tribe, not willingly but due to many dark histories that cannot be openly discussed in detail.

Stormwind City is not the orthodox of the Human Race; the true lineage lies in Arathi and Undercity.

Both factions could be said to contain elements of each other, making the divisions not so clear-cut.

Shen Jianzhen’s eldest son is in real estate, and his second son is in education.

The Wei Family is similar.

The inheritance left by the Wei Family is not something concrete that can be easily packed and taken away.

Who has the ability to arrange things in all aspects for you?

Even the primary beneficiary doesn’t know.

This "not knowing" is quite thought-provoking.

It’s like going to a street food stall to eat skewers, suffering from diarrhea for three days and nights. After recovering, you grab the owner with your brothers and demand to know what kind of meat he used.

You are already prepared in your heart for him to say it’s duck meat, even rat meat.

But the owner says he doesn’t know.

"Originally, Wei Anyu was supposed to go to school, but in order to maintain the hard-earned relationship with the Cheng Family, the Wei Family forced her to drop out and marry a man much older from the Cheng Family. She was unwilling, so they locked her up and drugged her food. When Wei Anyu realized there was something wrong with the food and started starving herself, she was literally starved to death... To cover this up, they found someone to impersonate her and continued the marriage negotiations with the Cheng Family."

At this point, Tang Ping’an also grits his teeth in anger.

He too has a sister, and it was exactly her unintentional disclosure of these people’s conspiracies that led to her nearly being tortured to death.

The President said that the Military Sect had no prohibitions, and this was directed at the Foreigners. These people, indeed relying on the merits earned desperately by the Direct Line, are unrestrained towards everyone.

They mistake the "fear" in the Wei Family surname as invulnerability.

Their deaths were not unjust at all.

So... those people who were scheming in secret, pushing them to inherit the inheritance, did they really know nothing about their temperaments? Were they unprepared, or did they deliberately indulge it?

Who benefits from the Wei Family’s current predicament?

Wang Yunxiao’s limited intellectual capability couldn’t comprehend such complex and profound issues.

"There is also the establishment of Liuye Camp, which the Wei Family members were involved in."

Tang Ping’an reveals explosive information.

"According to their own understanding, this Liuye Camp is a secret service organization secretly formed by the President within the military."

Wang Yunxiao: "???"

Is that necessary?

Do you even hear what you are saying?

What are the Special Service Bureau and the Secretary Bureau for?

Yet another secret service organization?

"Anyway, they themselves believe this narrative,"

Tang Ping’an spreads his hands: "It is said that now some arrogant and valiant soldiers in the military outwardly pledge absolute loyalty to the President, but actually operate their own factions, form cliques, and exclude outsiders... In any case, they believe that the President secretly established Liuye Camp for the surveillance of the military."

Well, this explanation makes more sense, no wonder the Qilin Army has kept such a tight lid on this time, making it impossible to trace the intelligence clues about Liuye Camp.

Whenever it comes to these issues, ordinary people simply cannot clarify.

Those elders who swore by the riverside and woke up to find an extra piece of clothing on themselves have made the issue extremely complicated.

In the military, whether such signs exist, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t comment, as he wasn’t the direct party involved.

But if Liuye Camp was established for that purpose, then their choice of people and their overreaching hands weren’t doing so great.

You’re supposed to monitor the direction of the military, but why are you inserting spies into the local police station?

There wasn’t supposed to be anything at the police station...

Wang Yunxiao suddenly froze.

It was only now he remembered, the current chief Qin Xiangdong, was once a retired military officer, and most of the newly joined officers were also discharged soldiers.

It’s hard to say if there were Faceless Ones in the police station before, but the very first instance Wang Yunxiao grasped this matter was during the first special case after Qin Xiangdong took office.

At that time, he was wondering, at what great lengths are you willing to go, deploying spies into the unremarkable branch office in Nantong District, what kind of intelligence were you trying to gather?

The biggest secret of the Nantong District Police Station back then was the abnormal relations between the previous chief and a certain senior officer.

Thinking back now, it seems rather intriguing.

However, this has nothing to do with Scar Wang.

The President didn’t pay me to be a spy, why should I bother myself with this?

Wang Yunxiao compiled the intelligence information collected by Tang Ping’an into a text report and submitted it directly to Principal Zhou.

Principal Zhou didn’t say much, only reminded him to tell Tang Ping’an to ensure personal safety.

That was the end of that matter.

It wasn’t that Tang Ping’an didn’t want to investigate further, it’s just that the dead from the Wei Family only knew so much.

For further intelligence, they would have to inquire from the Military Police who were in charge of the interrogation.

Or maybe, give a call to Eldest Miss Cheng.

Let’s talk about it later, Laozi needs to take care of the kids now.

Song Lili is curious, her curiosity about the world is no different from that of a three or four-year-old child who just learned to speak.

But when children encounter things they don’t understand, they insist on asking their parents why.

She doesn’t ask, she likes to imagine on her own.

It’s quite frightening. Imagine, a clueless country bumpkin who herds cattle wanders into an antique shop, finds everything novel, touches here, touches there, turns around, and accidentally bumps into a shelf, causing twenty or thirty pieces of porcelain to clatter in chaos.

If you’re the shopkeeper, you’d have a heart attack right there.

So every night, Wang Yunxiao dedicates some time to chat with her. What they talk about isn’t important; the main thing is to see if there’s any craziness in her thoughts and correct them timely if something seems off.

When he went to have a heart-to-heart with Song Lili today, he hadn’t even started speaking when he noticed Meng Wei next to him looking utterly panicked as if the sky was about to fall.

Wang Yunxiao calmly asked, "What did you do today?"

"Attended classes, studied, read books, played shuttlecock, skipped rope."

Song Lili answered smoothly and without a hint of hesitation.

"Is there anything in the book you didn’t understand?"

"I understood everything."

Just as Meng Wei heaved a sigh of relief, Wang Yunxiao pressed on, "Is there anything abnormal in the storyline of the book?"

"What counts as abnormal?"

"The unusual kind you don’t see often."

"Concubine of Liu the Good and the farmhand having an affair... Does that count?"

Wang Yunxiao abruptly turned around, and Meng Wei turned to run.

"Get back here! What kind of trash books have you been giving her to read!"