In the room, the spacious bed was enveloped in platinum featuring ivory inlays.

An expensive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, while the walls were covered in rare purple silicon mud, intricately carved with beautiful patterns.

The floor was embedded with a type of stone that was extremely rare—obsidian.

This obsidian came only from a small country in Europe, never exported.

It was said that the price of this obsidian could match that of diamonds.

Though the room was low and simple, the interior decoration was as luxurious and extravagant as an imperial palace.

This greatly broadened Yang Fei's horizons.

Lady Feijin asked Yang Fei to sit down and poured him a glass of vodka.

She spoke softly, "Rest here for a bit."

"As soon as there's any news from Cucuris, I'll let you know."

Yang Fei, smelling the strong aroma of the alcohol, was somewhat surprised.

"Do you all drink liquor here?"

Lady Feijin raised an eyebrow, "Is there a problem?"

Yang Fei forced a smile, "No problem, I like good alcohol."

Lady Feijin smiled warmly, "I knew you were a tough guy, not just a pretty boy who only drinks beer."

"You rest for a bit, I'll be right back."

As she spoke, she turned to leave.

Yang Fei stopped her, kindly advising.

"I'm not trying to stir up trouble within your group, but the gunshot wound on Yang Kai's shoulder, the ballistic trace looks a bit odd, be careful with this person."

Lady Feijin was stunned, then clenched her teeth, "You mean..."

Yang Fei decided to explain it clearly, "The bullet wound on Yang Kai's shoulder was made by an AK47."

"The shooter was very careful to avoid his bones and shoulder joint, piercing only the muscle without harming a single tendon, only a marksman could achieve that."

"But the question is, if the opponent is indeed an expert, why not just blow his brains out instead of shooting his shoulder?"

Lady Feijin stared in shock, her expression shifting.

"Could it be that Yang Kai... impossible, he's the son of the Great Elder, how could he possibly..."

Yang Fei scoffed, "If the bullet mark could be considered a coincidence, the trajectory of the gunshot wound cannot be explained."

He took off his own shirt, exposing his shoulder to show Lady Feijin.

"The trajectory starts as a through-and-through wound, very precisely aimed."

"After the bullet pierced through the muscle, the exit hole is slightly tilted."

"Moreover, the tearing of the muscle from the gunshot is irregular, which suggests what?"

Lady Feijin appeared confused, "I don't know."

Yang Fei's eyes were intense, "Usually, a through-and-through wound won't tilt unless it hits hard bone. The bullet would tilt only on impacting the bone, but his didn't reach the bone, so why is there a tilt?"

A flash of divine light crossed Lady Feijin's mind.

She was tongue-tied, finally speaking after a long pause, "You're saying, the bullet hole in his shoulder, he shot it himself."

Yang Fei nodded, "Judging by the angle of the trajectory, indeed."

"The stock of the AK is long, to shoot his own shoulder, he had to lean forward, using his arm forcefully."

"This way, his shoulder muscle was tense, so the tearing of the muscle around the bullet hole differs from a normal trajectory."

He explained while demonstrating.

"As for the tilt of the trajectory outward, it's easy to understand, no matter how cruel and brutal a person, shooting oneself inevitably brings psychological tension and fear."

"At the very moment the bullet is fired, he would definitely make a subconscious movement to evade."

"And this dodging action caused his gun barrel to shake momentarily, which resulted in the bullet creating this outwardly slanted penetration wound."

Lady Feijin was stunned.

She never expected that Yang Fei, after just one glance at Yang Kai's gunshot wound, would deduce so much.

Yang Fei said leisurely, "At first, I was just suspicious, but after hearing your argument about how this batch of goods was worth three hundred million US dollars, I started to understand."

Lady Feijin understood completely.

"Are you saying that Yang Kai staged the whole thing and secretly swallowed this batch of goods?"

Yang Fei nodded.

He said indifferently, "Didn't Yang Kai say five or six people died, and more than ten were injured?"

"You go and investigate those ten-plus injured people, someone will surely reveal the truth."

Lady Feijin nodded.

The smile on her face bloomed like spring flowers.

"Thank you, Yang Fei. If this is true, you've really helped me a lot."

Yang Fei looked at her curiously, "What do you mean?"

Lady Feijin excitedly poured herself a large glass of vodka and clinked glasses with Yang Fei.

She exhaled a breath reeking of alcohol, her amber eyes filled with unfathomable smiles.

"Yang Kai and I are both heirs to the Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance, my father being the leader with his own loyal supporters."

"And his father is the Great Elder, supported by many in the Council of Elders. Both he and I have made considerable contributions to Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance, and our status within the Council of Elders has always been evenly matched."

"This time, his biting the hand that feeds him has offended everyone. There's no way he can retain his position as heir. Hehe, he should worry about how to save his own skin."

Yang Fei shook his head, "I hadn't realized the internals of Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance were so complex; no wonder he was targeting you."

Lady Feijin sprang to her feet, elated.

"I'm going straight to the Council of Elders to clarify this. This bastard is going to get what's coming to him this time."

Yang Fei shook his head, "This is a serious matter. The ballistic principles I told you, many people don't understand, they are not enough to solidify as ironclad evidence."

"You'd better interrogate that group of injured guys under Yang Kai first, get solid evidence in private, then confront Yang Kai."

Lady Feijin, being clever, immediately grasped Yang Fei's intent.

She opened her arms and hugged Yang Fei, patting him on the shoulder.

"Thanks for the reminder. I'll head to the Council of Elders to gather some information first, and I'll find you tonight."

After Lady Feijin finished speaking, she turned and left.

Yang Fei could only feel her ample and majestic chest pressing against him, leaving him somewhat dazzled.

When it comes to voluptuous figures, even Little Police Flower Feng Cai'er can't compare to this mixed-race beauty.

Indeed, big watermelons are a man's favorite.

Yang Fei always felt that from some point onwards, the gaze this wild and beautiful mixed-race woman cast upon him seemed a bit off.

Her azure eyes, like the surface of blue velvet lakes, yet burning with searing flames.

Every smile and every frown sent shivers down his spine.

Yang Fei never considered himself a gentleman.

If something could happen with this wild and spicy beauty, Yang Fei was not opposed to the idea.

About ten kilometers east of Yaka Town, there is a small city.

This is the headquarters of the notorious Birch Family.

The real name of the small city is long forgotten.

In the Underworld, this city is known as Birch City.

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