newbobooks Chapter 933 Teaching You to Solve Cases
Chapter 933 Teaching You to Solve Cases
The prefect's face turned ashen; he hadn't expected Boss Tao to dare say such a thing.
Everyone knows that those江湖人士 (jianghu figures) are not to be trifled with, and even he, the prefect, is powerless to do anything about them.
Asking him to solve the case would undoubtedly be to embarrass him.
The prefect of Meizhou, having no other choice, declared loudly, "The affairs of the martial world should be settled within the martial world. Your son was killed by martial artists; you can seek revenge. I will not punish you for any offense!"
The fact that the prefect could say this in public fully demonstrates his fear of the江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world).
If he angers any faction, he'll lose his head, and those few constables around him will probably be killed in a single round.
As Boss Tao gradually came to his senses, he realized that he would never dare to make enemies of people in the martial arts world.
"Let the affairs of the martial world remain within the martial world?" Lin Ping laughed loudly. "But does an excuse to shirk responsibility mean that martial artists can disregard the law and act recklessly?"
As he spoke, Lin Ping's eyes turned cold, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the prefect, his sharp sword pressed against his throat.
"I am also a member of the martial arts world. Does that mean I can kill people without restraint?" Lin Ping said coldly.
The prefect was terrified; he never expected Lin Ping to possess such abilities.
"Great hero, spare my life! Great hero, spare my life!" A dignified prefect actually knelt on the ground before Lin Ping.
This once again proves just how high the status of martial arts figures is in Meizhou City.
"Since you can't solve the case yourself, let me help you!"
Lin Ping didn't kill him; he just kicked the table away.
However, Lin Ping's actions did not earn the praise of the people; instead, they were met with hostile stares.
"This kid is going to offend some people in the martial arts world, and we're going to be in trouble with him."
"Sigh... They really overestimated themselves. It's one thing for them to go looking for their own death, but they also had to drag us down with them."
In his anger, Lin Ping didn't hear what the people were saying. He only felt that their hateful eyes were strange, as if he had killed someone.
"Hmph, I think this kid is the one who brought us this trouble." Many people hated Lin Ping to the core.
No sooner had Lin Ping left than the prefect issued a proclamation, the gist of which was:
Meizhou City is in turmoil, and the lives of the people are in grave danger. Everyone should seek help from the Shushan Sword Sect.
“That’s right, we’re going to the Shushan Sword Sect’s refuge. Only the Shushan Sword Sect can protect us!”
The common people readily agreed.
In an instant, the entire city of Meizhou was thrown into chaos. People ransacked their homes, grabbing their most valuable possessions and rushing out of the city, fearing that if they were late, they would miss out on a spot.
The refuge of the Shushan Sword Sect was their only hope.
"Uncle, where are you headed?" Lin Ping asked curiously as he prepared to investigate the case.
The old man didn't recognize Lin Ping and kindly reminded him, "Young man, Meizhou City is in chaos! Hurry up and go to the Shushan Sword Sect's refuge to escape for your life!"
"Uncle, wait a minute." Before he could finish speaking, the old man had already grabbed his valuables and run towards the west of the city.
Lin Ping was almost swallowed up by the dense crowd, so he had no choice but to use his strength to scale walls and rooftops.
Standing on high ground, Lin Ping smugly surveyed the entire city of Meizhou, and immediately gasped in surprise.
Every household was preparing to flee, and in the blink of an eye, more than half of Meizhou City was emptied.
Lin Ping was completely bewildered and couldn't understand what had happened.
In desperation, Lin Ping returned to the Qin family.
At this moment, Qin Bao'er was extremely anxious. "Why hasn't Brother Lin come back yet? If he's any later, we won't be able to go!"
Not only her, but even Boss Qin was waiting anxiously.
They had already packed up their valuables, including the 50,000 taels of silver notes.
Jiang Yunying looked at the two of them curiously, but she wasn't in a hurry.
"Brother Lin, let's go quickly!"
Before Lin Ping could even stand still, Qin Bao'er pulled him along and they started jogging.
"What exactly happened?" Lin Ping asked, both amused and exasperated.
Lin Ping, a man of great renown, had never fled in such a disheveled state.
"There's no time. Let's talk as we walk," Mr. Qin added.
Jiang Yunying shrugged, indicating that she was also unaware of the situation.
On the way, Lin Ping finally understood.
It turns out that the Shushan Sword Sect built a super-large refuge at the foot of the mountain, specifically for the people of Meizhou City.
If unrest occurs in the city, the residents can seek refuge in the shelters and receive protection from the Shushan Sword Sect.
This sounds like a benefit, and it can be considered that the Shushan Sword Sect has fulfilled its due responsibility.
After all, they had accepted tributes from the common people.
"Free entry?" Lin Ping felt it wasn't that simple.
"Ten taels of silver per person!" Old Man Qin explained.
If this had happened before, Old Man Qin might not have had the courage to spend a full forty taels of silver on four people.
But now the hot pot restaurant is doing very well, and he has earned several hundred taels of silver in just a few days. Moreover, he also received a subsidy of 50,000 taels from Jinbao Bank, so he doesn't care about this small amount of money.
Lin Ping gasped. According to his prediction, Meizhou City had at least 100,000 people, which meant that the Shushan Sword Sect could earn one million taels of silver.
"He's inhuman, he makes more money than me!" Lin Ping cursed.
Even as the empire's wealthiest merchant, Lin Ping wasn't confident he could easily earn a million taels of silver.
The small Shushan Sword Sect actually managed to plunder one million taels of silver from a single place in Meizhou City!
How terrifying!
"How many people in the entire Meizhou City have a million taels of silver?" Lin Ping sighed.
This is far more despicable than exploiting the people.
Thinking of this, Lin Ping had a terrible idea: he seriously suspected that this was a play staged by the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.
"If that's the case, then you'll be facing endless punishment!" Lin Ping said through gritted teeth.
Lin Ping detests the exploitation of the people, which he sees as profiting from their suffering.
For a family of five, fifty taels of silver was almost all their savings.
Not long after leaving the city, Lin Ping saw a huge open space at the foot of the mountain, with countless thatched sheds in the middle, without any fences around them.
This is not a refuge, it's a refugee camp.
Ten taels of silver is equivalent to more than 6,000 yuan. You should be treated like a five-star hotel. What is this?
The common people didn't care and flocked to it with great enthusiasm.
Survival is the most important thing; anyone can be on the curb.
Several disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect stood at the entrance of the shelter, specifically there to collect money.
The large wooden crates around them were already full, and countless disciples struggled to carry them back to the mountain gate.
"No money? Get out of here!" a disciple roared angrily.
Before him stood an old woman with faltering steps; where could he find ten taels of silver?
"Please, kind sir, take me in!" the old lady pleaded, almost to the point of being forced to kneel.
"Get lost, we don't take in refugees here," the Shushan Sword Sect disciple said dismissively.