Hearing Sun Jihai say this, Lin Feng also began to suspect if that old guy Duan Liang had really dug up Sun Qian's family grave.
Given the old man's usual demeanor, he was indeed capable of such grave-robbing activities.
While thinking this, Lin Feng couldn't speak carelessly, so he could only say with a smile, "It's unlikely. My elder brother is a cultivator and wouldn't do such a wicked deed."
"Why don't you, Uncle Sun, take me to your grandfather's grave? We'll know what's going on after we see it," Lin Feng suggested.
"Alright, let's not delay. We'll set off now."
A grave robbery was no trivial matter, and Sun Jihai was very worried.
He instructed the butler to prepare the car, and then, along with Lin Feng and Sun Qian, they headed to the cemetery.
The cemetery was located on a large mountain in Kyoto, the largest cemetery in the capital, named Wolong Mountain Cemetery.
The cemetery was well-maintained, with a paved road leading from the foot of the mountain all the way up.
The cemetery gates were also grand and imposing, with two pillars carved with five-clawed golden dragons. A massive signboard stretched across the pillars, bearing the three powerful characters "Wolong Mountain."
Passing through the cemetery gates, one was greeted by a spacious plaza with extensive greenery.
There were several buildings in the plaza, housing the cemetery staff's offices, as well as guest houses for families to rest and dining facilities.
Beyond the plaza, stretching along the mountaintop, were numerous burial plots of all sizes.
There were hundreds of thousands of them, arranged in ascending order from the base to the peak, with prices increasing as one moved higher up the mountain.
Each burial plot was luxuriously constructed, with the cheapest costing at least a hundred thousand yuan, and those were for the more remote locations.
The Sun family had purchased a family plot in the prime location at the summit, enjoying the best feng shui.
The entire family burial grounds were contiguous, capable of accommodating hundreds of people.
The value reached a staggering one hundred million yuan, far beyond the reach of ordinary families.
From the burial site, one could overlook the entire landscape of Wolong Mountain.
"We're here, but your grandfather's grave doesn't seem to have any issues. It doesn't look like it's been dug up."
Sun Jihai arrived at his father's tombstone and carefully examined it, finding no signs of excavation.
"No, it looks fine, but there's an inconspicuous hole here. It seems someone dug it up."
Lin Feng pointed to an opening resembling a rat hole.
Sun Qian and Sun Jihai then noticed the hole.
"But with such a small hole, who could possibly fit inside? This must be a hole made by a rat," Sun Jihai asked, puzzled.
"Uncle Sun, true grave robbers are skilled in bone shrinking techniques. Never mind a rat hole, they could even fit through an ant hole," Lin Feng explained.
"If you don't mind, I'll excavate the grave to take a look?" Lin Feng inquired.
"Yes, let's dig it open and see."
Sun Jihai bowed before the grave, murmured a few words, and then signaled Lin Feng to proceed.
Lin Feng wasted no time, gathering a surge of true qi in his hands and with a mighty boom, he blew open the burial chamber.
With a loud explosion, the cement-covered burial chamber was immediately shrouded in dust.
Such a forceful method startled Sun Jihai and Sun Qian.
"Don't worry, I've controlled the force. It won't damage anything inside," Lin Feng reassured them.
"Yes, Dad, Lin Feng is experienced with digging graves," Sun Qian said with a suppressed chuckle, knowing that Lin Feng had previously dug up Zhao Nan's grave.
Sun Jihai didn't know what to say upon hearing this.
However, as the dust settled, the contents inside the burial chamber were indeed undamaged. The urn containing the ashes was still intact.
Only, the jar that the old man had used to store his ashes had been replaced with a box.
"This, this really has been robbed. The jar is indeed gone, and it's been replaced," Sun Jihai was dumbfounded.
Lin Feng remained silent, carefully examining the situation inside the burial chamber. He noticed that there was no lid for the jar in the chamber.
"Uncle Sun, if my analysis is correct, this wasn't done by grave robbers."
"If they were grave robbers, they wouldn't have stolen something and then carefully placed the ashes in a different container."
"This means that whoever stole the old man's ashes in the jar was a person of culture." Lin Feng analyzed.
"A cultured person would still rob my family's grave?"
"I don't care who it is. If I find out, I will certainly not let them off lightly!" Sun Jihai's face showed a hint of anger. A desecration of his father's grave was something he could not tolerate.
He wasn't concerned about the jar itself, but rather the extremely wicked and immoral nature of the act!
"Qian Jie, you used to work in cultural relic recovery. Do you know which department in Kyoto is responsible for such matters?" Lin Feng suddenly asked.
Sun Qian's eyes lit up. "Are you suggesting that my grandfather's grave was secretly excavated by relevant departments for relic recovery?"
"It's not impossible. This jar is no ordinary item. The old man spent half his life researching it, so he must have known it was special."
"Since the old man knew, relevant departments in the outside world would likely also know."
"Furthermore, these people did not damage the old man's ashes. I suspect it might have been the regular army." Lin Feng mused.
"What you're saying makes sense. However, from what I know, the departments responsible for relic recovery don't employ bone shrinking techniques."
"But the people in the Seventh Division do possess some skills that others don't. You could investigate them first." Sun Qian recalled something.
"What is the Seventh Division? I've never heard of it," Lin Feng asked, surprised.
"The Seventh Division is a very mysterious department. I heard about it from my former colleagues."
"The Seventh Division has been established for a century. Its members are all extraordinary individuals with profound skills. Since the Republic of China era, they have been responsible for recovering items with special abilities."
"Such as clocks that can briefly freeze time, or mirrors that can store historical fragments. These mysterious items are tracked and sealed by the Seventh Division."
"If my grandfather's ashes jar also possesses special abilities, then the Seventh Division is the most likely suspect." Sun Qian felt increasingly convinced of this possibility.
"Alright, I understand. I'll start my investigation with the Seventh Division."
"Uncle Sun, don't worry. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation regarding the grave robbery of the old man's tomb."
"However, I cannot return this jar to you. This item has other uses for me." Lin Feng specifically emphasized this, fearing that Sun Jihai might demand the Netherworld Demon Jar.
"That's fine. We'll be family from now on. As long as the jar doesn't fall into the hands of outsiders, it's alright." Sun Jihai, realizing the gravity of the situation which involved special departments, could only allow Lin Feng to investigate.
"Alright, Qian Jie, I'll go investigate this matter now. You and Uncle Sun should ask the cemetery staff to reseal the tomb properly." Saying this, Lin Feng left alone.
Upon leaving the cemetery, he immediately took out his phone and contacted Qingniao.
"Xiao Niao, drive here and pick me up. I have a case that requires your cooperation. Hurry up." Lin Feng instructed.
"Are you crazy? I don't want to see you right now, and I don't want to deal with your matters. I won't cooperate with you. Find whoever you want." Qingniao was still upset. How could any woman tolerate being forcefully kissed by Lin Feng?
It would be good enough if she didn't try to kill Lin Feng; why would she actively help him?
"If you don't cooperate, I'll find your boss Ye. At worst, you can just tell him that I molested you, and see what he says!" Lin Feng said with a smile.
"Lin, don't push your luck too far. If I really tell Boss Ye, he'll kill you." Qingniao was surprised by Lin Feng's brazenness. She was, after all, Ye Chen's girlfriend.
If Lin Feng molested her, how could Ye Lingtian tolerate Lin Feng cuckolding his son?
"I'm not afraid. Even if Ye Lingtian knows, he'll have to endure it."
"Let alone bullying his son's girlfriend, even if I truly slept with you, Ye Lingtian wouldn't dare to bare his teeth at me."
"You know, in this society, whoever has the bigger fist speaks the truth." Lin Feng's reply, though crude, was not without its logic.
Qingniao was furious. What did he mean by sleeping with her? What did this Lin Feng fellow want? Was there any way to bully a woman like Lin Feng?
Qingniao was so angry her teeth were about to shatter.
However, upon careful consideration, she really didn't dare let Ye Lingtian know about her interactions with Lin Feng.
Even though she had already decided to break up with Ye Chen, as a young lady, she still cared about her reputation.
"Fine, I'll come find you. Wait for me. I'll settle this score with you slowly." After much deliberation, Qingniao compromised.
She decided that since she couldn't defeat Lin Feng, she would take the opportunity to get closer to him. When she found a chance to teach Lin Feng a lesson, she would unhesitatingly stab him in the back.
You want me to cooperate with you? I'll screw you over, you scoundrel! Qingniao thought resentfully as she drove to pick up Lin Feng.