Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 624 Don’t Tell Me You Don’t Know

Chapter 624: Chapter 624 Don’t Tell Me You Don’t Know

Shang Junxiao darkened his face, he was not unaware that Jiangli truly had abilities.

If it were anything else, he would also be willing to believe that Jiangli had his own plans, his own agenda.

But...

This involved Ning Mu!

Moreover, Ning Mu himself was not willing to call the police.

Not only did Jiangli not stop him, he agreed to it.

What was he supposed to think?

Right now, Shang Junxiao really felt like he was entangled in lawsuits.

But he also knew that with Third Brother and Xia Xin here, he better not say anything unpleasant in front of Jiangli.

Privately, he was reluctant to believe that Jiangli was such an unprincipled person.

After a long silence, he sighed and restrained himself, wanting to see what Jiangli was going to do next.

Shang Junxiao remained silent as he went down the stairs with Xia Xin.

Jiangli and Fu Shiyan were already seated in the car.

Shang Junxiao glanced at Jiangli, sat in the back seat, then turned his head away, not wanting to look at Jiangli for fear that he couldn’t restrain his temper.

He didn’t want to explode at Jiangli, so he had to exert self-control.

Xia Xin looked at Shang Junxiao’s huffing appearance, squeezed out a smile, turned to Jiangli, and with a placating smile, asked, "Ancestor, are we really not calling the police? For such a serious matter, calling the police would be better, wouldn’t it? We can’t just listen to Ning Mu, can we?"

Jiangli leaned back in his seat, his eyes closed, looking as though he had fallen asleep, and said indifferently, "I’m not calling the police."

Shang Junxiao couldn’t help it, and swiveled his head to look over.

The smile on Xia Xin’s face also stiffened, "Ancestor, you..."

"I’m not calling the police," Jiangli interrupted him, opening his eyes to look at him through the rearview mirror, "But I didn’t say you all couldn’t call."

Xia Xin was taken aback, "What... What do you mean?"

Why did he feel like his brain couldn’t keep up anymore?

Shang Junxiao was also confused.

Fu Shiyan glanced at Jiangli, smiled faintly, "Does Lili mean that the person who agreed not to call the police is you, and whether others call is none of your concern?"

Jiangli showed a sincere smile, "Fu is indeed smart."

Xia Xin and Shang Junxiao’s faces lit up with surprise.

They finally understood what Jiangli meant.

Right...

They had forgotten.

The person who had promised Ning Mu not to call the police was only Jiangli.

Jiangli had only said that she wouldn’t call.

But it didn’t matter if others called!

All of a sudden, realization washed over Xia Xin, and he exclaimed animatedly, "Then Ancestor, should I call the police right now?"

Jiangli hummed in acknowledgment, just about to speak.

Shang Junxiao’s phone suddenly rang.

Shang Junxiao picked up the phone and saw it was a call from Shen Miao.

His feelings immediately became a mix of anger and anxiety, "Abbot, Abbot, Shen Miao is calling, should I answer?"

Jiangli turned his head, "Answer, act as if you know nothing about what happened, ask him where he is, whether he knows about Ning Mu’s situation, that you want to meet him and discuss Ning Mu’s funeral arrangements, and ask if he is willing."

Upon hearing this, Shang Junxiao took a deep breath.

He understood Jiangli’s intention; it was crucial not to startle the snake now.

He could only pretend as if nothing had happened.

If they could use this method to arrange a meeting with Shen Miao alone, perhaps they could obtain some clues.

The police had not traced anything to Shen Miao yet because there was no evidence or leads.

If only they could find evidence and leads, even Ning Mu’s desire to protect Shen Miao wouldn’t work.

Realizing this, Shang Junxiao quickly answered the phone.

"Shen Miao, you’ve finally decided to answer the phone!"

In order to appear righteous and indignant, Shang Junxiao took the offensive as soon as the call connected.

Shen Miao’s voice was somewhat weary and hoarse, "Shang Junxiao? Why have you been calling me so much?"

Shang Junxiao clenched his teeth, holding back his anger, "What do you think? Why would I be calling you now? Ning Mu is dead, suicide, and you’re his best friend, don’t tell me you didn’t know!"