Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1833 - 1836: Doubts Surrounding the Chief, Pan Zheng

Shen Qiang was stunned, and he glanced sideways at the enchanting face and sexy figure illuminated by the Bright Star Pearl's light. Almost instantly, he was somewhat astonished to perceive that the stunning purple was inexplicably resembling that man.So much so that, in the blink of an eye, Shen Qiang realized he hadn't seen that man before but instead, that purple looked like him. And then? Seeing purple every day made him have that bizarre sensation of déjà vu upon seeing him.

"Are they related by blood?"

Shen Qiang frowned, glanced at Purple, then turned his gaze to the little book. It was a yellowed children's book with some stains, featuring childish handwriting and some strange drawings.

One drawing depicted a man holding a knife, seemingly shouting, with a crying woman sitting on the ground beside him.

Then, a man bent down to speak, with a woman hiding in the corner.

Overall, the drawings seemed to illustrate a man bullying a woman. Flipping through the last few pages, there was a scene on a cliff where the woman jumped off, with the man behind her reaching out his hands.

Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow, glanced at purple beside him, and said, "Connected to that man?"

Purple replied coldly, "Yes, this man is Pan Zheng, one of the ten peak Alchemists, head of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands Alliance. For riches and glory, he murdered his wife and abandoned his daughter, an unforgivable crime, deserving death!"

Sensing the intense killing intent from Purple, and seeing her subtly angry eyes.

Shen Qiang calmly pushed the comic book towards her and said indifferently, "No killing."

Instantly, Purple turned her head sharply, her beautiful eyes looking at Shen Qiang in surprise and anger. "Why? Aren't you the heroic champion? Aren't you a man of justice? Such scum, are you going to condone him?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang frowned, opened the last page of the comic book, and said, "Tell me, what do you see?"

Purple shouted angrily, "He killed his wife! Pushed her off the cliff."

"Stop lying to yourself." Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and interrupted, "You're from the Dragon Group; you should know that a woman jumping off a cliff with her arms extended suggests she sought freedom because if she were pushed, she'd struggle and be helpless, unable to assume such a posture."

"So, from this drawing, I can confirm that the woman committed suicide, and the man was trying to save her but didn't know why he stopped."

Looking at the stunned Purple, Shen Qiang calmly raised his eyebrow and said, "Being from the Dragon Group, you should have this level of insight. If you weren't already doubtful, I trust you'd have taken action; and, moreover."

Shen Qiang flipped back several drawings and said, "These drawings seem to depict the man threatening the woman, but details show that although he's angry, he doesn't harbor intent to kill."

Upon hearing this, Purple lashed her eyebrows and angrily said, "Excuses! As the head of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands Alliance and a cultivator, when the woman jumped off the cliff, he couldn't save her? If he didn't save her, what's the difference from murdering her? Also, even if she committed suicide as you said, if it weren't for him repeatedly pressuring her, how could she reach such a desperate decision!"

Facing an enraged Purple, Shen Qiang frowned, was silent for a whole five seconds, and then said, "Killing is easy; a slash, blood flows, life fades away. But thinking of resurrecting someone, that's as difficult as ascending to heaven. I don't know how you learned of this."

"But." Shen Qiang raised the comic book calmly and said, "Even ordinary people can see that too many doubts surround this matter. Killing based on a few flawed doodles is akin to patting your own head and saying, 'This man wants to harm me, I must kill him.' Isn't it the same thing?"

"This is evidence!" Purple shouted angrily.

Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and said, "I've been puzzled as to why you haven't sought help from the Blue Regiment leader. Now I suddenly understand, it's not that you didn't ask them for help, but because they also noticed doubts and refused."

"Will you help me!" Purple shouted angrily.

"Not helping." Shen Qiang calmly raised his eyebrow, "If you provide solid evidence, I'll consider it, but if you depend on this alone and want me to follow your whims, then you're dreaming."

"Fine, alright, you won't help, right? Goodbye!" She said angrily and left, storming out. After just a few steps, she suddenly turned back and took the comic book.

As she stomped away angrily, Ye Guyun wasn't pleased and said, "Shen Qiang, Sister Purple is so nice, what's the harm in helping her kill someone? If you don't wish to do it, I will."

Shen Qiang glared at her fiercely, saying, "Kid, don't talk nonsense."

With that, ignoring the helpless Ye Guyun, Shen Qiang turned to Ke Bizhu and said, "Do you think they look alike?"

Ke Bizhu froze for a moment and asked, "What?"

Looking at the middle-aged man standing far away, confidently speaking in the barrier, appearing in his forties but not yet fifty, Shen Qiang said, "Does the head of the Thirty-two Skillful Hands, Pan Zheng, look a lot like Purple?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Guyun and Ke Bizhu were both stunned, then Ye Guyun's eyes lit up, and he said, "The eyes are very similar."

Ke Bizhu nodded, "The face shape and nose are also alike, but that doesn't mean anything, after all, many people look alike."

"But Purple's attitude is quite peculiar. She knows things others don't, she knows that Pan Zheng killed his wife and abandoned his daughter—yes, abandoned a daughter." Shen Qiang chuckled and raised an eyebrow, "Considering the age, attitude, and Purple's words, I think the little book belongs to Purple, and Pan Zheng should be her father, the woman who committed suicide should be Purple's mother."

Instantly, Ye Guyun's eyes brightened, while Ke Bizhu was slightly surprised and said, "Really? How's that possible? If Purple is Pan Zheng's daughter, wouldn't she be trying to kill her own father?"

Shen Qiang frowned, paused for a moment, and said, "I still believe my guess is correct, Pan Zheng likely has a blood relation with Purple, so this matter must be handled carefully. You must stop her until I clarify the true relationship between Pan Zheng and Purple; she should not be permitted to kill."

Ke Bizhu and Ye Guyun nodded.

And at that moment, Shen Qiang frowned and said, "Ke Bizhu, you go find Purple now and follow her."

"I'll go now." Ke Bizhu responded and left.

After she left, Shen Qiang turned to Ye Guyun and said, "I'll give you a task, keep an eye on that Pan Zheng. Find a way to get his drinking cup, anything touched by saliva or hair will do."

"Okay." Ye Guyun raised an eyebrow, "I'll go knock him down."

Shen Qiang instantly felt helpless, replying, "I don't mean for you to fight him; do it secretly, without anyone noticing."