Volume 1: Snow Domain's Devotion Chapter 13: Breaking Out (Part 1)

  There are many ways to determine if someone is dead. And no matter which one, Zhang Fan belongs to the master among masters. So although it was only a second or less, he had already come to the conclusion that the Countess was indeed dead and gone, with absolutely no possibility of feigning death.

  Zhang Fan was shocked. Although the female count had shown signs of decline and death before, in his heart, he still thought it was just a trap. A trap that would shock him and then take advantage of his emptiness to invade his mind. If the female count was a part of this conspiracy, how could she die so easily?

  If Zhang Fan's guess was correct, then the female countess's status in high society over the years, relying on money and beauty, should have a great role for the entire backstage black hand. Such an important figure, using value cannot be underestimated, even if really want to die, absolutely can't die so worthless!

  So when Zhang Fan judged that the female count had really died thoroughly, the shock in his heart was absolutely not small. Could it be that his own speculation was all wrong? The female count was not a part of this conspiracy at all, but was just innocently used? After discovering that things might be exposed, she was arranged to die without hesitation?

  The reason no one suspected that the countess had died a natural death was because everything she had shown before her death did not have the slightest hint of someone who was about to die. Although the countess must have been exhausted these past few days, it was absolutely impossible for her to just die like this. She must have been murdered!

  Although he had a lot of questions, now was not the time to think about it. Having lost his focus for just an instant, Zhang Fan snapped back to reality only to find himself surrounded.

  Surrounded by four top-notch masters.

  Four men in black had already surrounded him. Although they seemed to be standing casually around him, Zhang Fan's eyes scanned and directly saw that the four men had completely sealed off his retreat!

  Moreover, Zhang Fan also discovered that among the four men, there was a faint flow of air circulating between them! Their postures looked quite relaxed, and ordinary people couldn't see anything special, but Zhang Fan understood that as long as he made any move, these four men would definitely be able to launch a fatal blow through their mutual sensing of each other's auras.

  It's clear that among these four top-notch experts, there is a set of closely coordinated attacking techniques.

  Zhang Fan couldn't help but secretly sigh. If it were just one or two, he could still handle this kind of expert. Even if four experts of this level came at him together, he was confident that he could retreat unscathed. But if he faced four experts who cooperated seamlessly, he didn't have any confidence at all. The cooperation between experts wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two. As long as their joint technique was executed well, these four people in front of him could even reach the combined strength of six or seven experts!

  Six or seven masters of this level, Zhang Fan knew he absolutely couldn't handle it. But even his master, that old man who had been bullying him since childhood, might not be able to handle it either.

  "Must we use our superpowers?" Zhang Fan furrowed his brow. In this room, apart from them, there were many ordinary people. The existence of superpowers was completely transparent to ordinary people!

  Unless absolutely necessary, superpowers cannot be used in front of ordinary people. This is a rule that has been established in the world of superpowers. If ordinary people were to find out that there really are special humans who can summon the wind and rain, it would likely cause extreme panic.

  "Mr. Zhang, why did you kill the countess?" Seeing that Zhang Fan remained silent, the black-clad man who had just asked the question pressed on.

  "The countess wasn't killed by me." Zhang Fan took a deep breath and suppressed his chaotic thoughts. In any case, he absolutely couldn't take the blame for this, otherwise he would have to start running away.

  "Didn't you kill her?" The black-clad man's face was devoid of any expression, as if he were merely stating a fact: "Can you explain why you're still in the countess's room so late at night, and she just happens to be dead?"

  "I don't know." Zhang Fan secretly took a deep breath and kept every part of his body in its best state.

  "You don't know?" The man in black hadn't spoken yet, but Bogie, the chief of police, couldn't help but shout out: "This afternoon when I came in with you, the countess was fine! Now the countess is dead for no reason, and you say you don't know?!"

  Zhang Fan turned his head and coldly swept a glance at the slightly obese police chief, without saying a word. He indeed had nothing to say, if he weren't the one involved, perhaps he would also think that he was the one who killed the countess. From the current situation, his suspicion was indeed the greatest.

  "You were clearly rejected by the countess this afternoon and, still fuming, came here to take revenge tonight!" The abbot continued, his face reddening. It was clear that he had a deep relationship with the countess, so her death filled him with great indignation. "I originally thought you were a gentleman, but it turns out you're such a narrow-minded little man!"

  Zhang Fan furrowed his brow, a wave of weakness spreading across his chest. Bogie was right, no matter what the reason, he had indeed been rejected in the afternoon and thought to come and spy at night. However, putting the Countess to death was something he had never thought of. "Mr. Bogie, I think that as a law enforcement officer, you should know that everything needs evidence? You now directly accuse me of killing the Countess, it's a bit inappropriate!"

  "Hmm, not so?" Bogie was no ordinary person after all, and he quickly calmed down: "Then you'd better tell me, why did you come to the Countess's room so late? As far as I know, the Countess didn't invite anyone to her room after we left! And when we left, the Earl was still fine, but now he's dead!"

  Zhang Fan's mind stirred, from the moment he entered the crowd until now, it was just a few minutes. How did Bogey know that the Countess had not invited anyone else? Was Bogey paying attention to himself, or rather, paying attention to the Countess's room? Why would he do this?

  "Mr. Zhang, regardless of the circumstances, you are now the most suspicious. The black-clad man who had just spoken said coldly, his voice still devoid of any emotion, exuding a mechanical tone. If you can't come up with a better explanation, I'm afraid you'll have to come with us."

  "Where are you going?" Zhang Fan frowned. "Are you police officers?"

  "Come to assist us in our investigation! I think, since Director Bogie is also here, you won't suspect our identities, right?" The man in black glanced at Bogie slightly. "If you have any doubts about our identities, Director Bogie can come with us!"