Chapter 561: Chapter 561: Beauty (18)_1 Chapter 561: Chapter 561: Beauty (18)_1 It was clear that Fu Qian’s performance had indeed intimidated everyone.
For about ten seconds, the room was as silent as death.
And almost all eyes turned in unison toward the person at whom Fu Qian’s gaze had last rested–Kagetsu Kana.
At that moment, she stared at the bathtub, her expression wooden. Facing her father’s corpse, there was no discernible sorrow on her face.
The already frowning Suzune’s face grew even darker.
Clearly, deep down, she was reluctant to believe in such a familial tragedy.
But Kana’s reaction was strongly challenging her preconceived notions.
Could it really be her?
“Thank you, Mr. Darcy, for your assistance. Is there any clue on the murderer?”
In this delicate atmosphere, it was Kana’s older sister who looked at Fu Qian and suddenly spoke up.
“You should ask a professional about that.”
Fu Qian, who had just seemed utterly professional, quickly retreated.
The Fortune Teller, hearing this, naturally turned her gaze towards Suzune.
Uh…
Faced with such a look, Suzune surprisingly didn’t know what to say for a moment.
“Sorry, we are still investigating and haven’t identified any suspects yet,”
said one of the policemen in the midst of the silence.
It seemed odd to him that the Night Watchman was interested in the case, but he still believed this to be a common public security incident that he should handle.
“Then I leave it in your hands.”
The Fortune Teller did not express dissatisfaction with the progress of the case; in fact, she very politely bowed to the two policemen.
“May we leave now?”
“…Of course.”
The two policemen exchanged glances and nodded in unison.
In the middle of the night, such a scene was indeed too much for two young ladies to bear.
“Thank you.”
The Fortune Teller didn’t say more, but gave a slight nod to both Fu Qian and Suzune, took her sister by the hand, and turned to descend the stairs.
…
Suzune squinted at the scene until the figures of the two were about to disappear around the corner, and finally she followed after them.
“Mr. Darcy, thank you for your assistance just now; we will take it seriously,”
said the remaining policemen, who clearly recognized Fu Qian in his current guise.
“Don’t mention it.”
Fu Qian didn’t say much, and without asking about the specifics of the case, glanced at Kisaragi Iketa’s body and also left down the stairs.
…
“Sorry, I need to confirm something with Miss Kisaragi.”
As Fu Qian walked out of the yard, he saw Suzune stopping the Kisaragi sisters.
“By all means.”
The Fortune Teller naturally couldn’t object to the Night Watchman’s request and, after giving him a deep look, let go of her sister’s hand.
Facing this situation, Kana was clearly bewildered, not understanding why the Night Watchman wanted to see her alone, and glanced subconsciously at Fu Qian who had come out.
Fu Qian knew full well what she was worried about but just smiled and said nothing.
“Please, Miss Kisaragi Kana,”
invited Suzune as she had already opened the car door, gesturing for the other to get in.
Though puzzled, defying the Night Watchman’s order was out of the question, and Kana quickly did as instructed and slid into the car.
“I’ve got some things to do, so I won’t take a ride,”
said Fu Qian at that moment, standing there with a smile.
Even when Suzune’s grim gaze swept over him, he remained undisturbed.
And it seemed that after a night of entanglement, her resolve not to be the Night Watchman was somewhat wavering.
So in the end, she didn’t jump out to drag this despicable character into the car with her.
…
Watching Suzune and the others leave, Fu Qian withdrew his gaze and hailed a taxi.
And when the car stopped by the roadside, Fu Qian turned to look at the Fortune Teller.
“I’ll take you back.”
“Okay.”
The female fortune-teller looked at him deeply, not expressing any objection, and directly sat in the back seat.
But she clearly did not have the desire to talk either, looking around with a detached interest, remaining silent throughout the journey.
In such quietness, the taxi quickly reached its destination–the Fortune Teller’s Cottage was right ahead.
Gesturing for the female fortune-teller to get out, Fu Qian directly paid the fare and similarly got out of the car.
As for someone following her home in the dead of night, the female fortune-teller merely sighed lightly and seemed to be without much fear.
Walking ahead, she entered the house, moving with soundless steps, and turned to sit behind the dark fortune-telling table.
“What do you want to ask?”
After straightening her clothes, she sat up properly and looked intently at Fu Qian.
Such a familiar line.
If he wasn’t mistaken, at the very beginning of the task, he faced the same setting, the same question.
For a moment, Fu Qian was deeply struck by the fickleness of fate.
“What do you think of your sister?”
…
It was apparent that Fu Qian’s question took the fortune-teller by surprise.
“I thought you were going to ask when Kana is coming back?”
She hesitated for a bit, seemingly pondering the question with difficulty.
“That’s a question Lady Suzune would ask, and I believe she will ask it many times tonight.”
“Kana has nothing to do with our father’s death.”
“I know.”
“…You know?”
The female fortune-teller could not contain her surprise.
“Then what was that speech just now about?”
“That, of course, was for our passionate Night Watchman to hear.”
Fu Qian chuckled.
“Whether a stomach is slit open by oneself or by another, I can still tell the difference.”
…
“You knew that father killed himself?”
In that instant, utter astonishment was inescapable on the female fortune-teller’s face.
“Or else what?”
“It’s clear that Kagetsu Kana shared everything with you, her sister. She must have told you quite a bit about me, right?”
…
“Indeed, Kana told me a lot about you.”
After a long silence, the female fortune-teller finally spoke again.
“But please believe, it was not out of any malice, just mere boasting to her sister.”
“A mysterious figure taking especially good care of her, I’ve had too many such experiences since childhood…”
“Don’t worry, I was just more curious as to why you would tell all this to your father.”
…
“An imprudent daughter, associating with extremely dangerous individuals, and an old, helpless father.”
“When you told him all this, you must have foreseen the possibility of his extreme actions.”
…
“He was a father.”
The female fortune-teller was silent for another long while.
“Being helpless was his responsibility… as well as his right.”
“That he would do such a thing was beyond my expectation, but on reflection, he undoubtedly did everything within his power.”
“Bizarre death and missing organs, even if he couldn’t use the Night Watchman to kill you directly, the occurrence of such a terrifying event would at least make the daughter of the victim a little safer.”
“Moreover, for himself, it was also a form of release, as the torment he had endured was far too great.”
The female fortune-teller let out a long, melancholic sigh.
“Did you just ask what I think of Kana? Have you ever seen a wax figure?”