Chapter 34: Lou Yu’s Confession

“Director Lou, then I must ask you to call your daughter back to the country. She is connected to two murder cases.” Fang Wenxuan looked at Lou Yu seriously as he spoke.

“Nonsense…” Lou Yu sprang up from his chair, agitated.

“The fire back then, we believe, had another cause. Moreover, your daughter went abroad shortly after Su Qihang’s girlfriend was killed. According to our investigation, your daughter had very deep feelings for Su Qihang. So…”

“That’s enough… Don’t say any more… It was me… I confess!” Suddenly, Lou Yu interrupted Fang Wenxuan sharply, shouting.

Fang Wenxuan and Lin Hui exchanged glances, then looked at Lou Yu in shock.

“Lou Yu, do you mean Luo Xi is—”

Some well-informed people knew that Xu Han from the first year of high school had an ambiguous relationship with the top student in her class. But whether this Xu Han was the same Xu Han, everyone was unsure.

There are three major origins of drugs in the world. The Golden Triangle in Asia has always been the primary source of heroin, and under the successive management of the Luo Xinghan and Khun Sa drug cartels, it reached its peak in the 1980s, supplying 80% of the world’s heroin with an annual output of over two thousand tons.

In this era, no one indulged in sleeping late, because labor was honorable. Besides, who among those admitted to university could be called lazy? So when classmates saw him not getting up, they found it strange, as he was usually very diligent.

Now, affected by unfavorable news, Texaco’s stock has dropped from its peak at $157 to $121, losing 23% of its market value, and there is a further downward trend.

When Yuchi Qianli pressed Yi Lian’s hand again, he applied a bit more force, as if secretly sending her a signal.

With a sudden swoosh, the Sonic Cat leapt up and instantly landed atop the hiking backpack Yi Lian had tossed to the ground. Its delicate, beautiful golden eyes narrowed, staring intently at Yi Lian and the others.

“That’s beyond my ability. My hand just won’t obey me,” Beiming Ao snorted coldly, gripping tighter. Leng Yuehuang felt as if her waist would be crushed by his grip. Their bodies were pressed closely together, and she could distinctly feel even his most hidden parts, which were starting to harden.

“Xu Han, I’ve called you over because there’s something I need to discuss. I’ll ask you again: have you truly decided to skip a grade?” Zhang Zhang inquired very seriously.

“Let’s hope so…” Oliver raised his glass toward Victor, murmuring as he spoke.

Yi Lian even had to deal with six tentacles alone, while the endless army of snakes, insects, rats, and ants pouring in from all directions could only be temporarily handed over to her husband and son to help fend off.

If Zhang Weixian had known the original outcome, he would have preferred the hereditary titles to continue on, diminished though they might be, rather than bear the name of perpetual inheritance only for the line to end.

“Protection… barrier?” Yu Yu paused for a moment. He wasn’t sure if he was seeing things, but it seemed that not far from him, a flash of light appeared and disappeared.

Xia Jason was the strongest student at the Southern Military Academy. Naturally, those who wished to follow him queued up all the way to the school gates, which was as expected.

In the original work, Yugi Mutou’s companion, the spirit of Atem, had personally witnessed the exhibited mummy.

The black bear stared at the boss for a while, making the boss force a smile as sweat dripped from his face. Only then did the bear let him go, leading his men upstairs.

The demonic cultivators had no choice. Since they invaded, their tone had been so arrogant that retreating without a fight was impossible. So not fighting was out of the question.

Upon hearing her words, everyone’s faces showed expressions of ‘just as expected.’ Luffy puffed out his cheeks and looked at the deputy captain on the neighboring crocodile ship, blinking, unsure what to say.

After a round of cries from He Bin and his subordinate couriers, the Zheng Army artillery camp set up beneath the city of Santo Domingo began to roar, bombarding the Red-Haired City on the distant hillside with thunderous blasts.

Islanders nearby who had heard the news hurried over, worried. Because the square’s main gates were tightly shut, they could only climb the surrounding rock walls, more than ten meters high, to observe what was happening inside.