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After finishing their inspection of Wan Song’s residence, the group withdrew.
They had not rummaged through chests or overturned cabinets. If Wan Song happened to return home, they did not want him to realize that something was off immediately.
Their next stop was Wan Song’s warehouse.
The Baishi County magistrate also dispatched two constables to accompany them, ordering them to obey the special envoy’s commands throughout. These two had worked cases locally for nearly twenty years. They knew every thug and troublemaker within five kilometers, and they had seen plenty of strange things besides. They were genuine local snakes—seasoned, streetwise, and deeply rooted.
It was a clear sign of how cooperative the magistrate was being.
He Lingchuan asked the two constables directly, “Do you know Wan Song?”
“Know him?” One of the constables, named Xu Dayou, snorted. “I know him too well. When he got selected into the Baiqi Sect, Wan Xianneng threw a celebratory banquet for his nephew. I even went and drank at it. What a pity, he showed no promise in the end and got kicked out like trash. If I’d known that bastard was secretly killing monsters, I would’ve split him in half with one swing!”
“You couldn’t beat him,” the other constable, named Wu Huang, said bluntly. “He’s the kind of rotten, slippery scum you can’t get a clean grip on. We should’ve known something was wrong with him...
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