140: Chapter 140 The Village Chief's Brother-in-Law

Jiguang Zhai.

Liu Jing comforted Ye Fei: "Don't be afraid. With my boss here, nothing will go wrong. As long as you are willing to spend the money, no matter how fierce the haunted house is, it cannot withstand our boss's suppression."

Ye Fei gave a bitter smile: "I am worried about the workers and that liquidated damages penalty."

"How much is it?"

"One million."

"That much?"

"Yes. If I really get sued, I will definitely lose the lawsuit, and this penalty will have to be paid."

"Just now, seeing you so calm, I thought you weren't afraid."

"It is mainly anger. That person surnamed Wang has ill intentions and almost caused a loss of life. Even if I lose money, I cannot lose my spirit."

Ye Fei said this and turned to look at Han Jingyang: "Boss Han, can you really handle it?"

Han Jingyang asked in return: "Do you still want to take that job?"

"If it can be done, I definitely want to."

"Then you probably won't have a chance. That person surnamed Wang will most likely find another scapegoat."

Liu Jing became anxious: "Then what should we do?"

Shi Xiaoya chuckled: "What do you mean, what should we do?"

"Are we just going to watch that person surnamed Wang harm people?"

"Oh my, I did not notice that my good sister possesses such a sense of chivalry. Let me teach you a simple method: just finish off that person surnamed Wang, and that will be the end of it."

"Hmph." Liu Jing naturally knew this was a bad idea. Although she could do it, the consequences would be quite troublesome.

This is a society ruled by law; one cannot act recklessly.

Han Jingyang gave a light cough, interrupting the confrontation between Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing, and said to Ye Fei: "You do not need to worry about this matter. Later, bring those employees to my shop for a visit to clear the bad luck from their bodies. Leave that person surnamed Wang to me."

Ye Fei quickly thanked him, gave a few instructions to the workers currently under construction, and then left in a hurry to visit the workers still in the hospital.

Han Jingyang then took out the katana confiscated from Abe Tamakane and handed it to Shi Xiaoya: "See if it feels comfortable to use."

Shi Xiaoya held the sword in her hands and examined it carefully.

She suddenly drew the blade.

"Cling—"

A bright flash of the blade swept by.

The backrest of a solid wood chair snapped in response.

Liu Jing subconsciously drew her blade and blocked in front of Han Jingyang, glaring at Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya looked at the katana with satisfaction and, after a moment, precisely sheathed it: "Boss, it is a good sword. It is a bit heavy for me, but it is better for hacking and slashing. Combined with this sharpness, hehe, I will definitely become a more qualified bodyguard than my good sister."

Liu Jing sneered: "I dare to block blades."

Shi Xiaoya smiled sweetly: "I can kill people."

"Hmph."

Han Jingyang sighed.

These two women are really...

Their dispositions are completely opposite.

One is upright, the other is fickle.

One has no hidden motives, while the other is full of schemes.

One wears her emotions on her face, while the other is like a reincarnated chameleon.

Even their fighting styles are completely different.

Liu Jing is powerful, direct, and attacks fiercely.

Shi Xiaoya, however, is swift, agile, and versatile.

Even their figures and temperaments are different.

Liu Jing is tall with long legs and a dashing temperament, a typical big girl from Lu Province.

Shi Xiaoya is petite, charming, and giggles beautifully, able to play any role she takes on.

But they are both good women.

And they are both my women.

Well, women who work for me.

Thinking about it this way, I feel quite a sense of accomplishment.

Han Jingyang interrupted the two women's rivalry: "Get ready. Let's go to Wang Wei's hometown together to check the situation."

"Okay."

Actually, there was nothing much to pack.

Just those tools of Han Jingyang's.

...

Eleven o'clock.

Dongpo Village.

Shi Xiaoya parked the car in front of a farmhouse restaurant and whispered: "Boss, this farmhouse is run by the village chief's brother-in-law. It has the best business and a good reputation. If we want to ask about the situation, this is the most suitable place."

"The village chief's brother-in-law? Why does that sound like he is not a good person?"

"You have been reading too many novels. I have inquired about it. This brother-in-law is a college student who returned to his hometown to start a business, and he also livestreams to sell some of the village's specialties. His reputation in the village is quite good. I have also watched his livestreams; he is a very sunny young man with a gentle temper and stable emotions. He is a good person, no mistake about it."

"Tsk, can you read faces?"

"Just basic skills in recognizing and judging people, not worth mentioning."

"Let's go, get out of the car and take a look."

Just after getting out of the car, a handsome young man came out from the shop to greet them enthusiastically: "The three of you, here for fun? Or is there some business?"

"I heard the reservoir here is quite nice, so we came to have a look and do some fishing," Shi Xiaoya said, having changed her expression to one of indifference and seriousness: "Do you have a suite?"

"Yes, we do."

"Give us one, and arrange lunch for us as well, delivered to our room."

"Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"We do not eat game, nor dog, turtle, black fish, snake, eel, or loach."

"This..."

"Just arrange it accordingly."

"Alright, alright, please come in."

Han Jingyang and Liu Jing did not say a word and were managed by Shi Xiaoya.

In the room.

Shi Xiaoya took a small device out of her bag and searched every nook and cranny, then nodded with satisfaction: "No cameras or wiretaps."

Professional!

Han Jingyang nodded: "Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

Shi Xiaoya shook her head: "No, but when eating out, it is better to make some appropriate requests."

Han Jingyang pondered for a moment before realizing the subtlety of it.

Interesting.

As expected of an avenger who could infiltrate He Dingkun's side, she has all sorts of little tricks.

The subtlety?

Many.

Not worth mentioning, but quite profound.

Those who often run around outside understand it more easily.

Someone like Liu Jing... looked blank, clearly not understanding anything.

After tidying up briefly.

The three of them went straight out.

Shi Xiaoya greeted the village chief's brother-in-law: "We are going out for a stroll and will be back before twelve."

"Alright, stay safe."

"Are there any places we cannot go?"

"Do not go into the fields, and do not pick fruits by the roadside casually; it is best to ask clearly. Other than that... the Octagonal Building by the reservoir is off-limits, and it is best not to even take pictures of it."

"The Octagonal Building? Why? Is there some taboo?"

"That is a private building, and it is guarded."

"Alright, got it."

The three of them walked and took pictures along the way, looking exactly like city folks out for fun, acting like everything was novel, even stopping to take pictures of blooming pumpkin flowers.

But their goal was very clear: the reservoir behind the village.

Along the way, they encountered several groups of tourists.

The scenery was indeed quite good, worthy of being a model of the new countryside.

Clean and tidy asphalt roads, tree-lined roadsides with rows of flowers, solar streetlights every few dozen meters, dedicated large trash cans, and a shallow stream running through the village. Even the crops in the fields looked vibrant.

The houses were almost all two-story villas, kept quite beautifully.

After more than twenty minutes, the three of them saw the reservoir.

The reservoir was not large.

But the scenery was nice, with water recreation facilities and fishing platforms. The banks of the reservoir were neatly maintained, not at all like a village-level reservoir.

A wooden tower stood on the small hilltop behind the reservoir.

Han Jingyang took out his binoculars to look over, but did not find anything unusual. It was just a very ordinary octagonal nine-story wooden tower, the kind with a relatively simple structure, and the materials were not precious.

Only the copper bells hanging on each corner of the wooden tower were eye-catching. They had been treated with anti-rust coating and were still gleaming golden after all these years.

After looking, he handed the binoculars to Shi Xiaoya, took the compass out of his backpack, and looked up.