"...Captain Han Meng." The moment Chen Ling was stopped by Han Meng, a hint of guilt flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, "Is there something you need from me?”

“A fusionist dares to infiltrate the enforcers' ranks...

you're quite bold," Han Meng spoke slowly, "Tell me, what is your purpose?" These words fell on Chen Ling's ears like thunder! He found out?! No...

it's impossible...

the one I fought with last night was the Red Paper Monster, and he never saw my face from start to finish! How could he recognize me at a glance? "Huh?" Chen Ling's eyes were full of confusion, "Captain Han Meng...

what are you talking about?”

“Do you not understand my meaning?”

“...I don't understand.”

“Where were you last night?”

“I was at home sleeping.”

“And before that?”

“I was practicing opera in the wilderness with my younger brother.”

“Your brother was practicing opera, what were you doing?”

“He's timid, he wanted me to accompany him.”

“What piece were you practicing?”

“'Farewell My Concubine'.”

“What is the last line of dialogue?”

“...Oh no!”

“And the second to last line?”

“...As I see it!" Han Meng's questioning speed was incredibly fast, leaving no time for Chen Ling to react.

As Chen Ling answered, cold sweat dripped down his back, and by the time he reached the last three questions, he almost couldn't resist turning and running away.

Chen Ling had never been exposed to the world of drama, so he didn't know what plays there were.

He could only bravely mention the one he was most familiar with from his past life...

he could only gamble that Han Meng didn't actually understand drama! As for the lines, that was indeed not a problem for Chen Ling.

In his past life, there were often Peking opera performances at the theater, and he had heard 'Farewell My Concubine' at least twenty times.

He still remembered the scene where Xiang Yu turned around and found Yu Ji committing suicide very clearly.

As it turned out, Chen Ling had bet correctly.

After asking the last question, Han Meng stared directly at Chen Ling, his eyes seeming to see through his heart...

after a few seconds of silence, Han Meng slowly spoke: "Oh, I may have made a mistake." This guy, he's really trying to deceive me! It seems that the blow to the head last night was too light! Chen Ling took a deep breath, "Captain Han Meng, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first.”

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“Wait." Han Meng stopped Chen Ling, "Which street were you assigned to?”

“...Ice Spring Street, District 2.”

“Don't go home first...

go straight there.”

“Huh? Didn't they say we have three hours to prepare...”

“This is an order." With just four simple words, Han Meng shut down all of Chen Ling's words.

Chen Ling and Han Meng faced each other in the cold wind, their robes and coats fluttering, the world falling into a dead silence...

After who knows how long, Chen Ling slowly spoke, "I understand...”

“It should take no more than two hours to get from here to Ice Spring Street in District 2.

Two hours later, I will confirm whether you have arrived there or not...

do you understand?" Chen Ling gritted his teeth, "My legs are tired, it might take a bit longer.”

“I'll call a carriage for you.”

“..." If you need the full translation, please let me know.Han Meng calmly replied, "On the night when the Grey Boundary intersected, Li Xiuchun and Chen Tan went to the Disorderly Burial Mound in the rain, saying they wanted to pay respects to their son...

The next day, disaster struck their home, killing two law enforcement officers who were following them, but spared the two of them...

And during this process, the two brothers of the Chen family happened to be away from home, with no alibi.”

“But paying respects to their son has already been explained, many years ago they had a child who died young...”

“You're missing the point.”

“Huh?”

“The point is not about paying respects to their son, but about going to pay respects in the early hours of the morning, braving a rare heavy rainstorm in the Aurora Realm for ten years...

Do you think a child who died young without much emotional attachment is worth them doing this?”

“Well..." Jiang Qin was speechless.

"The child who died young, as well as the opera singing practice, are all Chen Ling's one-sided claims, without any evidence." Han Meng patted Jiang Qin's shoulder, "As law enforcement officers, we need to use our own eyes to see, not just rely on what we hear.”

“...I understand, Meng-ge.”

“If you understand, then come with me to 128 Frost Street.”

“What for?”

“I've already sent Chen Ling away...

All that's left is to interrogate Chen Yan." Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.

...

Knock, knock, knock...

The rhythmic pounding of a hammer slowly drove the nails into the wall.

As the wooden boards were neatly laid out on the wall, the original large hole was gradually repaired.

Chen Yan wiped the sweat off his face, secured the final piece of wood in place, and then sat panting in a chair.

He turned to look at the living room, only to see the man with silver wire glasses curiously examining the newly laid wooden boards, lost in thought.

"No one even offered to help..." Chen Yan muttered under his breath.

Chen Yan didn't really want to let this man into his home, but he held his brother's handwritten letter, making him a legitimate guest.

However, why had his brother never mentioned having a friend in Aurora City? After Chen Yan finished his work, the man stood up slowly, walked to the tightly fitted wooden board, and asked in amazement, "How did you do this...?”

“Repairing a house isn't difficult, my brother used to build wooden houses with me when I was a kid...

even though they were for birds." Chen Yan proudly raised his head, "I heard that people in Aurora City are very delicate, they shouldn't have such good carpentry skills, right?" Just as the man was about to say something, a hurried knocking on the door was heard.

"Law enforcement, open up for questioning immediately!" Upon hearing these words, Chen Yan's face turned pale in an instant.

He didn't know why the law enforcement suddenly came knocking, but his intuition told him that their visit at this time was definitely not a good sign...

Chen Yan quickly told the man, "When they come, say there's no one at home." With that, he immediately hid in the bedroom, concealing his presence.

"Law enforcement..." The man frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then went to open the door.

Behind the door stood Han Meng and Jiang Qin.

Seeing a stranger opening the door, Jiang Qin was puzzled and asked after looking at the doorplate, "Strange...

did we get the wrong address?" Han Meng's eyes slightly narrowed upon seeing the man, "What are you doing here?”

“I thought it was someone else...

turns out it's you." The man smiled, pushed up his silver wire glasses, and casually said, "I should have realized earlier, the Third District is your territory." Seeing the two of them chatting, Jiang Qin leaned in and asked Han Meng softly, "Meng-ge, who is he?”

“Aurora City, Divine Doctor Chu Muyun.”