Chapter 0405 – The Truth About the Posthumous Letter – Absolute Return

“Impossible, she left a suicide note.”

“Can I see it?”

Cold Snow seemed to have prepared for this, pulling out a letter from his arms and handing it to the Drunken Demon.

In the letter, the former Palace Master told of the hardships of her life, as well as her guilt and apologies to the White Drunken Snow Brewers. Finally, she asks the Ice Palace Master to forgive her for her infidelity.

As the Drunken Demon looked at the handwriting on the letter, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a flash of brilliance.

“After investigation, this letter was indeed written by the former Palace Master himself.” Cold Snow said.

“Yes, this is indeed her handwriting.” Drunken Devil also admitted.

He had exchanged letters with the former Palace Master for many years and was naturally very familiar with her handwriting. This letter was definitely not forged by others.

“Where did the poisoned wine come from?” Drunken Devil asked.

“That’s something we haven’t investigated.”

Now that it has been established that it was a suicide, there is naturally no need to investigate the source of the poisoned wine.

“Where are the remains of the former Palace Master now?”

“It has been laid to rest in the cemetery of the Ice Palace.”

Now that they’ve been buried, there’s no way to find out the type of poisoned wine from the remains.

Cold Snow led the three of them, to the former Palace Master’s room.

“The former Palace Master had no family, so no one came to claim her relics.”

In a sense, the Drunken Demon was considered the former Palace Master’s only relative.

The four walked into the room.

The Drunken Devil looked around, his heart filled with emotion.

“It’s the first time I’ve been in your room in all the years I’ve known you.”

The room was simply furnished, a small bedstead, placed by the window, next to a desk and a chair.

“You must often sit at that desk and write to me.”

The Drunken Devil seemed to see the former Palace Master sitting at his desk, writing furiously.

There were several books on the desk, mostly related to brewing intoxication.

In the corner of the room, there were also some brewing tools and materials piled up, as well as a few neatly folded work clothes.

Everyone sensed that the former Palace Master had a love for brewing.

On the wall on one side of the room hung a wooden rack with dozens of bottles of wine, all different shapes and crystal clear.

“Are these all your treasured beauty bars?” Drunken Devil asked.

The drunken devil didn’t answer, or rather, he couldn’t.

It was because many of those bottles of wine were given by him to the former Palace Master. There was no lack of ordinary wines that were common in the market, but the former Palace Master had placed them together with those treasured wines.

This is not the only thing the previous owner of the palace had in his collection.

Underneath the desk, Drunken Devil found a wooden box filled with letters written to him by the former Palace Master.

“I can’t believe you saved all those letters.”

The Drunken Devil wondered where the letters he had written to the former Palace Master were now. Some might have been lost, some might have been casually discarded.

However, the previous owner of the palace kept them organized, by date.

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Drunken Devil casually picked up a letter and opened it to read it. The letter paper had been flipped through countless times, and the paper was somewhat yellowed.

“So there is such a thing.”

Some past events that he had long forgotten resurfaced in his mind. He didn’t even remember ever writing about them.

“Can I take these letters with me?” Drunken Devil asked.

“Of course.” Cold Snow agreed without hesitation.

The Drunken Devil took those letters and carefully put them away in his arms.

“Let’s go to White Drunken Snow.”

The brewers at White Drunken Snow are busy at work.

There are people pushing unicycles full of raw materials, coming and going; there are people distilling liquor, steaming hot; there are people cellaring liquor, with the aroma of liquor overflowing; and there are people filling drunkenness, with skillful movements.

After observing for a while, Jian Wuji and the others were invited to the parlor by the temporary head of White Drunken Snow.

“I want to ask you something about the former Palace Master.” The Drunken Devil opened the door.

“Go ahead.”

“Before she was born, did she have any unusual behavior? Or rather, any abnormal behavior?”

“No.”

“Did she ever get into an argument with anyone?”

“How could the former Palace Master have argued with someone when he had no quarrel with the world?”

The Drunken Devil asked a few more questions, but none of them yielded valuable clues.

It seemed that within White Drunken Snow, there was no conflict.

Before leaving White Drunken Snow, the Drunken Demon scrutinized the wine they brewed, including the type of wine, when it was brewed, and the sales channels.

“Now that we’ve established that it was a suicide, is there any need for us to continue investigating?” Cold Snow asked.

If the former Palace Master had really committed suicide, then there would be no reason for them to remain in the Ice Palace.

However, the Drunken Demon shook his head and said, “She did not commit suicide, we must continue our investigation. The Ice Palace must fully cooperate with us.”

Cold Snow froze at the words.

“What makes you so sure?”

Not only Cold Snow, even Jian Wuji and Li An felt very curious.

The Drunken Devil actually found three suspicions?

“First of all, she couldn’t have killed herself by drinking poisoned wine.” The drunken demon said.

“She was addicted to alcohol all her life, perhaps she wanted to end her life in this way.” Cold Snow said.

The Drunken Demon shook his head and said, “If it were me, I might have done so. But she’s not a drunk, she’s a brewer.”

Cold Snow still didn’t understand what the Drunken Demon meant.

“She would rather jump off a cliff and kill herself than allow her wine to be tainted. Because she loved making wine more than anything else.”

Jian Wuji understood the Drunken Devil’s feelings.

A martial artist might use his own sword, to pierce his own heart and end his own life. But a sword maker, would never allow his sword, to be stained with blood.

“What else is suspicious?” Coldsnow asked.

“I checked White Drunken Snow’s brewing records and found that a batch of tribute wine was about to be brewed five days after the previous Palace Master’s death. This extreme tribute wine can only be brewed during this season, and it’s also the most important day of the year for Bai Drunken Snow. How could she possibly give up this last batch of wine and choose to commit suicide?”

Jian Wu Ji and Li An both nodded in agreement.

Even Cold Snow, too, felt that the Drunken Demon had a point.

If it wasn’t for the discovery of the suicide note, they might have suspected the death of the former Palace Master as well.

“What’s the last suspect?” Coldsnow asked.

“That’s the key suspicion.”

The Drunken Devil’s eyes dimmed and his tone was low, “She didn’t leave me a suicide note.”

He knew that the former Palace Master would never leave this world without a word.

“By not leaving me a suicide note, she was actually sending me a message.” The Drunken Devil said, “She was telling me that her death was not a suicide, but a homicide.”

If the former Palace Master had been coerced into writing a suicide note, or if she had a premonition of her imminent death, then she would have definitely left just a few words for the Drunken Demon.

However, she left nothing behind, which in itself suggests that her death, was not voluntary.

“They made a fatal mistake, they killed the only person who could stop me.”

The Drunken Devil said, gently caressing the Drunken Gourd at his waist, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

“They killed the only person who could stop me from going crazy.”

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