Chapter 1290: Chapter 47: Failing by Doing Good [2-in-1] (3)
"After you collected them, didn’t the brothel train them themselves? Sent them to Qingyun Manor in the north of the city?"
Fang Che frowned.
These two housekeepers from the brothel both shared the same testimony: Qingyun Manor!
"What’s the total number?"
Fang Che asked Ma Yidao, who was accompanying the trial.
Ma Yidao’s heart shattered in fear, and with a thud, he knelt down: "The total... over the years, a total of two hundred and thirty thousand..."
"How many died?" Fang Che asked coldly.
"Twenty-seven thousand three hundred..."
"You didn’t directly participate, but how much money did you take?"
"One... one million seven hundred thousand."
Ma Yidao regretted deeply, pinching his thigh, tears streaming down.
As a district leader, he managed so many brothels, earning millions of taels of silver easily each year, along with other hidden incomes.
If he lost his life for just over a million taels contributed by these bastards over the years, that would truly be unjust.
Dongyun Yu raised his head, his eyes overflowing with killing aura, directly targeting Ma Yidao.
Ma Yidao felt a chill in his heart, sensing the aura of death above him, as if the Ghost Gate had opened wide before him.
He couldn’t help but go limp, and his pants immediately darkened with stain.
A foul smell emerged.
"Cough!"
Fang Che coughed to stop Dongyun Yu.
"Didn’t leave a single one at the brothel?" Fang Che squinted his eyes.
"No... they even sent over two thousand of the brothel’s resources... the price offered was high over there."
Ma Yidao stammered out words.
Although he was a King level master, he hardly experienced hardship, relying mostly on sloppy cultivation supplemented by elixir pills, and he hadn’t been through many real battles in his life.
Moreover, living comfortably in a brothel, his tolerance was even weaker than an ordinary person’s.
Under Fang Che’s brutal methods, managing to hold on without fainting was already commendable.
"Truly worthless!"
Fang Che frowned at Ma Yidao.
Then recalled Qingyun Manor, collecting so many children, what exactly was the purpose?
"Does Qingyun Manor sell externally?" Fang Che asked.
"Never heard of it."
"..."
Fang Che frowned.
Gestured with his eye.
Mo Gan Yun raised his sword.
Puff puff puff puff...
All one hundred and twenty-plus individuals were beheaded without exception!
Round heads rolled around next to Ma Yidao, the dead eyes seemingly glancing around Ma Yidao’s face.
"Ah ah!!"
Ma Yidao screamed in shock, fainting. Then Fang Che slapped him awake.
With a thud, Ma Yidao’s eyes went blank, shaking uncontrollably, a stench pouring out.
Fang Che took the blood-stained sword from Mo Gan Yun, pressing the tip against Ma Yidao’s chin, cold as ice.
The smell of blood was overpowering.
Ma Yidao cried and shouted: "Lord, Lord! It’s none of my business... I didn’t do anything..."
"But you were aware, and not reporting knowledge is a crime!"
Fang Che held the sword against Ma Yidao’s neck, immobilizing his head, his eyes filled with intent to kill: "But since you didn’t do it with your own hands, today, I’ll spare you..."
Ma Yidao cried in joy: "Lord... you truly are like a parent to me..."
"Wait a moment."
Fang Che said indifferently: "Though I won’t kill you today, you’ve been recorded here with me. It means I can come for you anytime. Because you are guilty, a capital offense!"
"Lord...?"
"After today, the girls at the brothel might have mood swings, take care of them, be considerate. I won’t interfere with brothel operations, but... don’t engage in heartless acts! Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand."
"Hmm, I’ll occasionally check in the future. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, I understand!"
"Good. Clean up here yourself, can you?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Retreat!"
Fang Che led seven brothers, carrying the confessions obtained from interrogation.
Poised to leave.
"Many women are waiting at the door to see you."
Yu Zhongge said: "Besides, if you leave just like that, without anyone seeing, perhaps you’ll be misunderstood as staying at the brothel overnight."
Fang Che frowned and said: "You make a point."
So, the eight descended the stairs from the fourth floor, filled with evil qi, stained with blood.
They walked through.
Countless young women stared blankly at the entrance.
In their eyes, Inspector Fang was covered in blood, but it was the result of killing wrongdoers, not terrifying at all, rather somewhat heart-wrenching.
Fang Che smiled faintly: "Our work is done, we’re returning now. Ladies, rest early too."
Slightly nodded.
Walked out with firm steps.
Countless women at the entrance bowed: "Thank you, Lord Fang."
With wistful eyes, watched that upright silhouette walk farther away.
Everyone bit their lips, saying nothing.
Until he was no longer in sight.
The women sighed in a sense of loss: "Truly... awesome!"
"I now only hate my body being so filthy... I wanted to muster the courage, shamelessly hug Fang Qingtian... but ultimately I didn’t dare. Instead, I took two steps back."
"In this lifetime, seeing him twice is already our blessing... At least we actually saw him. Those sisters at other brothels won’t even have this chance, no doubt envying us."
Just as that woman said, the news of Fang Che’s night patrol at Qianxiang Road Brothel spread, driving countless brothel girls crazy.
"Fang Qingtian actually went to Qianxiang Building... sniff sniff sniff... why didn’t he come to investigate us?"
"Our place also hides filth and corruption..."
"Are there any wrongdoers, sisters report one wave, let Inspector Fang come once too..."
"Dying of envy boohoo..."
"Rumor has it he spoke to the sisters there, saying he never looked down on them... envy is killing me..."
