Chapter 1891: Wei Che's Secret Identity

Si Yiyan took out a clear plastic bag that contained two bullets. “Look at these two bullets and tell me if you see any differences.”

Gu Yuexi took over the bag and scrutinized it closely for a moment. “These two bullets are exactly the same in both model and size. It can be ascertained that they were fired from the same gun.”

One of the two bullets looked a bit worn and not as shiny as the other one. But this didn’t affect his ability to judge that these two bullets were fired from the same gun.

The more high-end the gun, the more confidential the makeup of its bullets. This type of bullet would usually be produced only by special order and was not subject to mass production. It was like Rex’s Killer, whose bullets were all custom-made and entirely unique.

And in his opinion, these two bullets were definitely custom-made bullets.

It was very easy for people like them who used guns all the time to discern this.

Si Yiyan said in a bland manner, “They are indeed the same. I had someone analyze these two bullets, and their model, size, internal makeup, and groove markings were nearly identical.”

As a result, it was confirmed that these two bullets were indeed shot from the same gun.

Yueze asked curiously, “One of these two bullets was fired from Wei Che’s gun, so what about the other one?”

The two bullets were identical and could not possibly have been fired from two different guns. And so the other bullet must have also come from Wei Che’s gun. But the other bullet was obviously from some years ago.

So how did this other bullet come about?

Curious, Xu Xianghu asked, “Boss, have you faced off with Wei Che before?”

Otherwise, how to explain this other identical bullet?

Si Yiyan’s gaze turned complex and his placid face held a vague undercurrent of churning emotions. “That year, my father died by this bullet. The bullet entered via his left temple and destroyed his central nervous system. It was an instantaneous death.”

His father was beyond despair at his mother’s passing.

By the time he had hurried over at the sound of the gunshot, the gun had slid from his father’s hands. Fresh red blood gushed out from the bullet hole and splattered all across his face. He was completely dazed.

He had kept the bullet that took his father’s life all this while after his father’s death. After he discovered that Wei Che’s bullet was somewhat unique, he went to retrieve it to compare them. Also, he recovered one of the bullets from his father’s personal gun. Although the bullets looked nearly identical on the outside, a highly-exact analysis showed that they were vastly different.

It was clear that this bullet didn’t belong to his father, but to Wei Che.

Ever the calm one, Gu Yuexi was not completely thunderstruck. “Do you mean that Ninth Master didn’t commit suicide but was killed by Wei Che?”

It happened so many years ago, he felt it was rather unthinkable.

Nevertheless, he instinctively trusted Rex’s judgment.

But Yueze was somewhat disbelieving. “How is this possible? Our data shows that Wei Che is not more than 30 years old. He must have only been about 10 when Ninth Master died. How could he have killed Ninth Master at such a young age?”

This conjecture was just too ridiculous. There were completely no facts to support it.

This was the first time in his life that he had raised doubts against the boss’ view.

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Xu Xianghu was also somewhat dubious. “Ninth Master is so powerful, how could he have…”

“Of course it’s not possible for Wei Che, but it’s possible for Bai Yixuan.”

Actually, there was no longer any meaning in investigating his father’s death. His father already had a death wish, and even if Bai Yixuan didn’t kill him, his father would never have lived on after losing his wife.

Otherwise, he would not have immediately affirmed that his father’s death was due to suicide the moment he rushed into the room to see his father holding a gun to his own temple, before letting it fall to the ground.

That year, he was still very young and didn’t take into account many things.

Thereafter, since he had already decided his father’s death was due to suicide, he no longer tried to investigate it.

Wei Che’s bullet had him start to peel back a layer of a puzzle that had been hidden for many years.

Xu Xianghu was shocked. “Do you mean that Wei Che is Bai Yixuan? That Bai Yixuan didn’t die?”

That year, Ninth Master had selected a batch of children with exceptional talents from all sorts of channels and groomed them to support Ninth Young Master in the future.

They didn’t spend much time in Italy but were quickly sent to Russia’s headquarters to receive training.

Only Bai Yixuan, whom Ninth Master thought the most highly of, remained by his side to receive personal guidance from him. Bai Yixuan had been small and skinny then. Although he was three years older than Ninth Young Master, they were about the same height and he was raised as a body double for Ninth Young Master.

Thereafter, during the chaos in Italy, Bai Yixuan had died in order to help Ninth Young Master escape.

Gu Yuexi’s expression didn’t change much. “People like us spend much time in dangerous situations, meandering between life and death. Although there are all sorts of weapons out there, we will develop a sense of security on the particular weapons that we usually keep by our side. Once we choose a certain weapon, apart from it being destroyed or broken, we will keep it as a lifelong partner. The fact that these two bullets are exactly the same is no coincidence.

“And according to what we know of Wei Che, he has a very deep affinity with Lucifer. How did he manage to secretly hide at the Elegance Room so many times, despite it being our stronghold? The only reason must be that he is very familiar with Lucifer and can easily get ahold of Lucifer’s information to come and go at the Elegance Room as and when he wishes.”

Gu Yuexi’s analysis was very convincing and no one could raise any points against it. A deep silence descended across the study.

Si Yiyan’s expression remained placid.

But a complex churn of emotions was hidden in the depths of his eyes. Not only was Bai Yixuan raised as a body double for Si Siyan, but his father had also used Bai Yixuan as a whetting stone for him. Si Siyan hated Bai Yixuan as he often snatched away things that belonged to him. Bai Yixuan didn’t like him either as he felt that Si Siyan was timid and a cowardly crybaby.

The two of them hated each other.

They were not on friendly terms at all.

As a result, he had been very shocked that Bai Yixuan had died in order to help him escape.

It was not a good feeling to watch another person die for his sake. He had borne this emotional burden for over two decades.

At this point, Yueze had even more thoughts. He murmured, “If that is so, then right from the very beginning, that Bai Yixuan might have been a Korean-Chinese Alliance spy who infiltrated Lucifer. Only with Lucifer facilitating from the inside would Madam, who was so highly guarded and secured, end up losing her life. Which led to Ninth Master’s breakdown…”

This was the truth that had been concealed during that bloodbath in Italy that year.

It was just that he felt it was totally inconceivable.

Everyone gazed toward Si Yiyan. The reopening of his parents’ death and this unfulfilled vengeance—Rex was the one who would suffer the biggest blow from all these.

Si Yiyan’s face held his usual calm as he ordered blandly. “Go all out in our manhunt for Wei Che.”

Bai Yixuan, the grudge between us should have one final resolution.

Gu Yuexi and the rest started to depart, and Xu Xianghu turned to glance at his boss right before leaving. The slender back profile appeared to collapse at that moment. He could feel the thick air of fatigue and isolation emanating from his boss. It was the burden of his comrades’ deaths. It was the burden of blood vengeance. It was the burden of a past grudge…

It was the first time he felt that boss was not that high and mighty god-like figure worshiped by all.

But a mortal man who experienced all the seven emotions and six desires of a common human being.