Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 430 - 102: Solving the Case, The Fishing Duo from Fufeng (Two-in-One Mega Chapter)

"But, big brother Yan, how do you plan to investigate this case?"

Wang Anfeng fell silent, looked at Yan Ling, and said:

"Even though we know there’s something fishy about this, the incident happened so long ago. The perpetrator behind the case must have already left, and it would be difficult to find any new clues on the body..."

Yan Ling’s eyes were extremely calm. He glanced at Wang Anfeng, smiled slightly, and said:

"There is another method, but it’s somewhat of a gamble..."

"I’ll tell you about it later."

Footsteps were heard, and Yan Ling promptly stopped speaking, not continuing further. A few moments later, a youth in black helped an old man walk out. The elder held a pot of tea, emitting a faint aroma of tea. With a smile on his lips, he said:

"A cup of light tea, I hope you gentlemen won’t disdain it."

............

Today, rumors again began to circulate in Fengyue City.

The roadside murder that occurred a few days ago seemed to have more to it than met the eye, it wasn’t as simple as originally thought. It was said that for this murder case, two officials from the Ministry of Punishment had specifically rushed over from Fufeng City.

This city, usually so tranquil, was now abuzz with explosive news, quickly spreading until it was known by almost everyone.

Because they had seen the County Magistrate, fat as a pig, fawning over a young official who had moved into the city’s most luxurious inn, no one in the city doubted this news. Instead, they discussed it even more fervently in private.

Who knows who killed that girl...

Who knows if this young man can solve the case.

That night.

Yan Ling stood alone in his guest room, standing by the window, looking out at the darkening sky.

His eyes were slightly closed.

In his mind, he thought about the conversation he had secretly had with Wang Anfeng that afternoon, as well as the arrangements he had ordered himself, linking together the clues in his mind, gradually calming himself down.

Such arrangements should bring no trouble, both sides had already been properly arranged. Heh, if it hadn’t been for Anfeng coming along, today’s situation likely couldn’t have been handled this way.

Unable to handle the case?

Several thefts had occurred in the days following the murder.

Most importantly, the homes of every constable involved in the case had been robbed, and even the Storage Mansion had almost been breached.

With such clear clues, how could the case not be solved? Is it that they can’t? Or they don’t want to?

No wonder the Ministry of Punishment in Heavenly Capital had to select renowned constables to apprehend criminals nationwide.

A trace of luck and self-mockery rose in Yan Ling’s heart.

A thrilling emotion then emerged, making his blood surge.

He stood quietly for a long while, Yan Ling gathered his emotions, exhaled a breath of foul air, turned back, and sat at the desk. He reviewed the documents he had brought along. The blue packet and sword obtained from the deceased were laid on the table. Only when the entire city had sunk into a deathly silence did he seem to snap back to reality, his head lifting.

Appearing extremely fatigued, he moved his neck, causing two crisp sounds.

Yan Ling stood up, stretched, and while flexing his muscles, walked slowly to the window.

Looking at the night outside, he murmured:

"It’s so late already, it’s about time to sleep..."

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"I really can’t find anything on this case. Forget it, tomorrow I’ll take these items back to the Ministry of Punishment in Fufeng and archive the case directly. This trip out, at least I did my duty, and it should count for something."

As he spoke, his whole being faced the dark night outside.

His words sounded weary, but his eyes were as calm as a night without light.

He sighed twice, closed the window, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed.

Seemingly truly exhausted, in just a short time, he was already snoring rhythmically.

Time slowly passed, and the previously closed window was suddenly pushed open slightly from outside. Looking closely, the surrounding area had already been cracked by a powerful force. Then, a stream of pure white smoke poured in from outside. Perhaps it was an illusion, but Yan Ling’s breathing seemed to become longer and weaker.

After waiting a moment, the window was directly opened with a light click.

A man dressed in Nightwalker Clothes leapt into the room without making a sound, glanced at the youth deeply asleep opposite him, felt a slight relief, and carefully tucked the packet and longsword into his embrace. He vanished like smoke toward the window, his figure flickering, and he was soon on the long street, taking a deep breath of relief.

He cursed inwardly again.

If not for his use of the Art of Lip Reading, knowing that the official from the Ministry of Punishment would leave tomorrow.

How could he have acted so rashly today.

But luckily, it was finally in his hands.

Holding the packet in his hand, yet he didn’t completely relax, he spurred on his movement technique, soaring like a wild goose, rushing towards the west until he saw the towering city walls.

Without slowing down, he took a deep breath instead, his Inner Strength circulated, and with one foot stepping on the thin air, the powerful Inner Strength forcibly compressed the air in front of him, actually stepping through the void.

In just a few moments, he had jumped beyond the walls of Fengyue City.

The Patrol Guard soldiers on the city walls seemed to hear something unusual, their expressions changed slightly.

Just then, the air previously compressed by force lost its restraint from the Inner Strength, surged in all directions, emitting a ghostly howling sound, drawing the attention of the guards on the walls, whose faces relaxed slightly.

"It was just the wind... Scared me for a moment."

The man in Nightwalker Clothes then surged ahead, rapidly covering several miles before stopping. He tossed aside the longsword in his hand, carefully placed the bundle on the ground, and although his face was covered, the ecstatic expression in his eyes could be seen. The intensity of his exhilaration almost made his palms tremble.