A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

When Fang Muan left a suicide note to Han Ze, he also felt that what he wrote was a bit disgusting, but what he promised in the letter was Fang Jian's next life. Taking Fang Ziqian's feat of saving Han Ze's life, he must want to have a next life with him Bar.

Two people who are entangled to death can at least count on a next life, which is not sad at all.

I hope that Kang Shinian and Yun Chen can also cherish the hard-won next life.

Fang Muan failed for the third time, unable to lift his head at the visa office.

The visa officer's expression was even more serious than the last two times. "Suicide is a big taboo during the mission. This time the points could have been liquidated for you on the spot. Because you committed suicide, they were all cleared."

"what?"

Fang Mu'an looked up to the sky and howled, "How did I know that I couldn't commit suicide because of my mission status? Considering the situation at that time, my death might not be a good relief for the mission subject."

The visa officer nodded in agreement with his statement, but at the same time spread his hands helplessly, "The rules are the rules. If you don't figure out the rules first when you play the game yourself, who can you blame?"

Kang Shinian who stole his travel guide!

Fang Mu'an burst out angrily, "I will report."

"Who are you reporting?"

"I report the thief who stole my travel guide in time travel."

The visa officer was amused by him, "We are here at the visa office, not the space-time police station. You have to report there, but I advise you not to waste your time. Their work attitude and work efficiency are really not flattering."

Fang Mu'an sighed, "Come on, after so many years, we have already practiced the peerless magic skill of making enough food and clothing by ourselves, please help me see how many points I still have to be reincarnated."

The visa officer coughed twice, "The first two missions have not been settled yet, and the third mission has zero points, so your current points are the same as when you first came, and you can only reincarnate with a difference of 29."

Fang Mu'an didn't know what the concept of 29 yuan was, but since the visa officer said that one task is enough if he does well, he thinks that if he cashes out his next task properly, it is still possible to end the war.

"Who is my next client?"

"He is the concubine son of a rich family. After his father died, he was kicked out of the house by his brothers and sisters. He left the house cleanly. His career, love and family are all in crisis. You have to help him turn things around in these three aspects."

career, love, family...

As soon as he took over, there were only three heavy artillery pieces, any one of which could kill him.

Fang Muan let out a long sigh, "This task sounds very difficult, I don't want to go, can I change it?"

The visa officer frowned, "It is reasonable to say that you can change it at your discretion, but because you broke the regulations in the last mission and got zero points, so you can't choose this mission."

It is in line with his usual fate.

Fang Mu'an took back his passport, and asked solemnly, "Is the subject of my task this time without any special hobbies, such as whipping a whip, lighting a candle, imprisoning and punishing him?"

The visa officer shook his head and replied, "No, and you don't have to worry about what will happen to you. Your task target this time already has a heart."

True or false, such good things will also happen to him.

Fang Mu'an was full of energy immediately, and took the good things to take the space-time train. This time, he fell asleep more smoothly than the last time, and reached the destination without a dream.

When he woke up, he couldn't laugh anymore.

He didn't have sex this time, he was wearing a shroud; although there were no men on top of him, there was a man gesturing at his stomach with a knife.

Fang Muan shouted in shock, "Stop."

If he shouted one second later, the murderer with the knife would have disemboweled him. The man was frightened by his roar and took several steps back, with an expression like he was watching a ghost cheating on a dead body.

With the dim candlelight in the room, Fang Muan finally saw clearly that the one who wanted to dissect him was none other than the third son of the salt merchant, Yuan Xin.

The concubine son of a rich family...

After his father died, he was kicked out of the house by his brothers and sisters, and he left the house...

Career, love, and family are all in crisis...

Could it be that the object of his service this time is Mr. Yuan San?

Fang Mu'an turned his head, and asked first, "Third Master, what are you doing?"

Yuan Xin looked at Fang Mu'an in disbelief, stepped forward to test his breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Impossible, you are obviously dead, why are you alive again?"

Fang Muan took a look, wasn't he sitting on a simple coffin board?

Could it be that the body he borrowed this time is not a body, but a veritable corpse?

The Space-Time Administration is really getting more and more serious.

Yuan Xin took the candle closer, looked at Fang Muan's face carefully, took his pulse again, shook his head and muttered, "This is really strange, I have never encountered such a thing in the years of studying medicine... Zhaocai, do you remember what happened before you died?"

Lucky?

It's also a treasure!

Is the Space-Time Administration messing with him?

Ever since he lost the time travel guide, what Fang Muan is most afraid of is that his mission object will ask him if he still remembers.Since this time is [-]% resurrection, he decided to pretend to be confused, "I don't remember anything."

Yuan Xin looked at Fang Mu'an suspiciously, and after a while he frowned and said, "You said you don't remember, but why did you call me Third Lord as soon as you woke up?"

I rub!

Is this called self-defeating?

Fang Mu'an hated his stupidity to death, so he had to rack his brains to make amends, "I just have a vague impression of you, and I don't remember anything else."

Yuan Xin was quite right, "Are you a fortune-teller, or a lonely ghost resurrected with his body?"

Fang Mu'an hilariously pretended to be confused, "I don't know who I am, anyway, I can't remember the past."

At this point Yuan Xin let out a long sigh, "Then you don't know how my father died?"

Only then did Fang Mu'an notice that Third Young Master Yuan was dressed in white, and his face was also full of traces of crying.

It turns out that the third son's voice is hoarse because he is crying for his father?

Fang Mu'an, Yuan Xin's father, remembered that the father and son had given gifts to Han Ze's mansion back then, why did Yuan Hua die after only a few days?

Fang Mu'an asked with a trembling voice, "Is the master dead? When did he die? How did he die?"

Yuan Xintui sat beside the coffin, bowed his head and did not answer.

Fang Mu'an clumsily crawled out of the coffin, and leaned over to Yuan Xin, "Third Lord, it's shameful for me to walk around in a shroud, can you please help me find a piece of clothing?"

Yuan Xin glanced at him and waved his hand weakly, "You were sold into the mansion by a kidnapper since you were a child. You have no relatives and no reason. After you died, your belongings were divided among the servants. When everyone gets up tomorrow, I will ask them to return everything to you." you."

What now?

He can't walk around in this shroud, it will scare the timid to death.

Having said that, Mr. Yuan San is really brave. If someone else saw the dead body sitting up from the coffin, he would have been so frightened that he would call him a fake corpse.

Yuan Xin bumped his head against his knee, Fang Mu'an was in pain for him, "Third Master, are you sad that Master passed away?"

He also knew that what he asked was nonsense, but in the current situation, if he could be induced to say one more sentence, he would be able to grasp a little more useful information.

Yuan Xin ignored him.

Fang Mu'an had no choice but to change his tone, "Master, I understand that you are sad when the master passed away, but why did you chop a dead man with a knife? Is it to vent your sadness?"

Apart from this, Fang Mu'an couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation.

Obviously his imagination is not rich enough!

Yuan Xin touched the tears on his face, "My father died of poisoning. You ate the same thing as him. I want to find out the cause of his death before I want to examine your body."

The third son Yuan was a medical student, and Fang Mu'an believed that he had the ability to conduct autopsies.

"Since the master and I both died of poisoning, the government will definitely send someone to investigate, what kind of job do you do autopsies every day, do you still need San Ye to do it yourself?"

Yuan Xin heard him say this big thing, put his hands on his forehead and replied, "My father died of poisoning from eating puffer fish, and the cook at home has already been arrested."

Fang Muan had heard of the allusion of desperately eating fugu before, but he never thought that eating fugu would kill people would really happen.

"Did I steal the master's food? Otherwise, how could I be poisoned?"

Yuan Xin let out another long sigh, "This is where the whole thing is weird. Everyone says that you were poisoned by eating fugu meat, but I don't think your death is that simple. I wanted to cut your belly open belly, if there is no fugu meat in it, then there must be something else behind my father's death."

Hearing this, Fang Mu'an understood a little bit, "Third Master suspects that someone poisoned others when he ate puffer fish meat through Master?"

Yuan Xin supported the coffin and stood up with a firm expression, "Puffer fish is my father's favorite. He has eaten it for 20 years and has never had any problems. The chef has always been cautious in his work and has never made any mistakes. You also need to use special anti-poison chopsticks to test the poison before the fish, how can you not detect that the puffer fish is poisonous?"

"So the young master is suspicious, and the poison is placed elsewhere?"

"good."

"Third Lord, if you test the remaining puffer fish meat, you will know. You know medicine and understand the principles of medicine. It is not easy for you to find out whether it is poisonous or not."

Yuan Xin grabbed a handful of hair, and said in a muffled voice, "When my father had an accident, I was in the hospital. When I received the news and rushed home, my elder brothers and sisters had already reported to the government, and the government would take away all the food on the table. It was taken away, and even your father and your corpses were stuck in the Ministry of Criminal Justice for a day and a night before being sent back. Uncles, brothers and sisters all insisted that father be buried in the ground as soon as possible, and father's body is now in the coffin, and I can't even touch it."

One day and one night, almost all the evidence was destroyed, Fang Mu'an vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with Han Ze.