Above the Galaxy
Chapter 343 - 224: Listening to the Wind While Appreciating the Snow, New Year’s Eve Murder!_3

Chapter 343: Chapter 224: Listening to the Wind While Appreciating the Snow, New Year’s Eve Murder!_3

Since he called his full name in such a tone, it proved that he truly cared about this fellow.

The old man’s illegitimate child?

Quite the womanizer.

"Regardless, we must protect him well," the old man said gravely, "Let him live."

"Alright, I will find a way," Tang Fei agreed.

He had already intended to save Bai Wuxin, and with the old man entrusting him so solemnly, it was even more his duty.

"This is what we owe him," the old man added.

"I understand," Tang Fei responded, "After dinner tonight, when the streets are crowded, I will help him leave."

"Good. Be careful."

"Okay." Tang Fei nodded and said, "Today is New Year’s Eve. Just now, Little Fatty mentioned you, wishing you were here..."

"I wish you all..." The old man’s voice suddenly paused and, after a long silence, he said, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

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Zhong Jiayuan looked up at the chaotic, snow-filled sky and said anxiously, "The snow is getting heavier."

For ordinary people, this was a beautiful scene, a romantic ambiance.

But for them, it was an accomplice in covering up evidence.

The heavier the snow, the fewer clues they could find.

The director had entrusted this case entirely to their division and had even specially requested a Grandmaster to help capture the assassin. If they still let the criminal escape, he might lose his position as division chief.

Mad Dog didn’t just bite outsiders; he also bit his own people.

Thinking this, he glanced at the tall figure standing in the snow and respectfully said, "Mr. Ye, would you like to rest in the car for a while? We can call you out to assist once we catch him."

"No need," the imposing Ye Shenyi waved his hand and said, "Listening to the wind, watching the snow, killing on New Year’s Eve... it’s also a beautiful affair."

"Mr. Ye has such refined taste," Zhong Jiayuan complimented with a smile.

"I just hope you can find that guy, so this snow won’t be in vain."

"We will do our utmost," Zhong Jiayuan declared, "We have significantly narrowed down the area based on the traces he left while escaping and the footage from the video surveillance... just a few houses, searching one by one, I don’t believe we can’t find him."

"The Net of Heaven has large meshes, but it lets nothing through," Ye Shenyi scoffed, "These people are so bold, daring to provoke the royal authority in Divine Capital... Do they really think they can escape this net?"

Zhong Jiayuan’s face faltered. The criminal had committed numerous atrocities, assassinating several high-ranking officials.

They had been investigating for over half a year without finding any useful clues.

This time, targeting key figures and setting up numerous traps, they didn’t expect he would still escape...

Their brothers in Monitoring Bureau Division Five had suffered heavy casualties; if they couldn’t find the criminal this time, Mad Dog might tear him apart.

"This time... we definitely won’t let him escape."

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New Year’s Eve.

Tang Fei prepared several lavish dishes, steamed star grouper shrimp, spicy stone crab, sauerkraut-stewed pig trotters, pan-fried moonlight steak, and also made two vegetable dishes, a large pot of clam and winter melon soup.

A mixture of meat and vegetables, mountains delicacies and seafood.

This was the most sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner Tang Fei had had since he was born.

Originally, it was just Tang Fei and Little Fatty celebrating the new year, but because of the uninvited guest Bai Wuxin, they had an additional friend to celebrate the new year together.

Of course, because Bai Wuxin’s injuries had not healed, his arms were wrapped in gauze and immobile, requiring Tang Fei to continue feeding him...

Tang Fei and Little Fatty specifically helped Bai Wuxin up from the hospital bed; after all, it was more lively to sit together for the New Year.

Surprisingly, Bai Wuxin did not refuse.

Tang Fei specially opened a bottle of Jian Nanchun, poured a full cup for each of them, and raised his glass, saying, "Let’s have a toast... Happy New Year’s Eve."

"Happy New Year’s Eve," Little Fatty responded, raising his glass.

Unable to raise his cup, Bai Wuxin watched as Tang Fei lightly flicked his fingers, and the cup of white liquor flew to his lips.

"..." Bai Wuxin.

It felt embarrassing somehow.

But for some reason, he didn’t want to refuse.

He didn’t know Little Fatty’s background, but he was aware of Tang Fei’s origins.

They were similar, both orphans, both avengers.

Perhaps, this shared sympathy made him see Tang Fei and Little Fatty as fellow travelers.

For so many years, he had been bearing the pain of hatred alone.

Now, he had finally found his comrades.

"Cheers!"

Tang Fei and Little Fatty clinked their glasses together, then all three touched glasses and downed the white liquor in one gulp.

"Let’s eat," Tang Fei said.

"Right on," Little Fatty, who couldn’t wait any longer, grabbed his chopsticks and picked up a large piece of steak onto his plate.

While eating, Tang Fei also had to use Qi Manipulation Skill to feed Bai Wuxin.

Every piece of meat he ate, he fed Bai Wuxin a piece.

Every shrimp he peeled, he placed into Bai Wuxin’s mouth.

Little Fatty watched, wide-eyed, and eagerly said, "Bro, let me feed him?"

"No need!" Bai Wuxin refused.

He would rather have Tang Fei feed him using Qi Manipulation Skill than being fed by Little Fatty directly.

He was not used to being in close contact with others, much less being fed so intimately by a man.

"It’s fine, just focus on your meal," Tang Fei replied, "You’ve got your hands full as it is..."

"Bro, it’s not that my hands are busy, it’s my mouth that’s busy," Little Fatty corrected.

His hands could carry a lot of food, but his mouth had to chew bit by bit.

"..."

"Who would have thought, last New Year’s Eve we were still in Old Land, and this New Year’s Eve we’re already in New Star..." Tang Fei looked at Bai Wuxin, filled with emotion, "and celebrating with a friend who was originally a stranger."

"Yeah," Little Fatty said, his mouth greasy, "I didn’t expect it either..."

Bai Wuxin didn’t speak.

His mouth was filled with a piece of beef that Tang Fei had stuffed, and he was crunching away.

Right then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Their nerves tensed instantly, Little Fatty even stopped the chewing in his mouth.

Tang Fei made a shushing gesture and then went to check the visual doorbell, only to find a group of black-uniformed constables from the Monitoring Bureau outside.