"What are you doing?"

"Why are you going to the train station?" Bai Ling asked in surprise.

"Of course, I'm going home. I'm not from Provincial City."

"And what about my brother's illness, just like that?"

"I will write a prescription for you in a moment. As long as you administer the medicine to your brother according to my prescription, he will definitely be fine. I'll come back after a while to continue his treatment."

"Oh, I see. What about your girlfriend? That little girl?" Bai Ling hesitated a bit before asking.

Hearing Bai Ling refer to Zheng Tingting as his girlfriend, Ling Zhenfei suddenly remembered what Zheng Tingting had said to him that morning and quickly explained, fearing it would cause trouble for Zheng Tingting, "She's just a friend, not my girlfriend. The little girl is recuperating at her home. I will naturally take her away when I come next time."

Along the way, Bai Ling asked Ling Zhenfei many questions, which Ling Zhenfei answered one by one. From this conversation, it was clear that Bai Ling was straightforward and never dragged things out or harbored ill intentions, which might also be the reason why he drove away Chunyu at the train station, preemptively assuming that disabled beggars were all faking it.

Bai Ling finally dropped Ling Zhenfei off at the entrance of the train station and watched him enter before driving back.

Ling Zhenfei hid inside the train station, only feeling at ease when he saw Bai Ling's car leave. He didn't return to Binyang, but bought a train ticket and went directly back to Capital City.

Although Ling Zhenfei had been treating Su Wanhu for the past two days, he had been keeping an eye on the news from Capital City. Zhuo Yue's identity had been revealed online, and the news that Zhuo Yue, a well-known undercover journalist, had died, spread instantly across the internet.

Many people were analyzing how Zhuo Yue had died, demanding justice for Zhuo Yue. Being an undercover journalist was, of course, much more dangerous than being a regular journalist. Many journalists had faced retaliation for their truthful reports, often with dire consequences.

Once his identity was confirmed, Zhuo Yue's body was quickly scheduled for cremation, so Ling Zhenfei hurried over, wanting to see Zhuo Yue one last time, because with the identity now confirmed, Ling Zhenfei could also go as a friend, which wouldn't raise any suspicions.

After arriving in Capital City, Ling Zhenfei found a place to stay overnight. The next morning, he headed straight for the address of the funeral home, only to be told upon arriving that he couldn't view the body if he wasn't a direct relative.

Outside the morgue where the body was stored, two burly Big Men stood guard with stern faces, treating Ling Zhenfei with great severity.

Ling Zhenfei didn't know if there was such a rule that non-direct relatives couldn't view the deceased's body. He pleaded earnestly, but the two men still wouldn't allow it.

Ling Zhenfei had no choice but to use his expertise in acupoint targeting to disable the two men on the spot, and then he burst into the morgue housing Zhuo Yue's body.

But upon entering, Ling Zhenfei was shocked. The room was indeed used for storing bodies, and a cabinet labeled with Zhuo Yue's name was completely empty. Ling Zhenfei thought there had been a mistake, so he used his Perspective Eye to inspect, but none of the large row of cabinets contained a single body.

Ling Zhenfei was astonished, wondering if he had mistaken the place. But if there was not a single body inside, why guard it with two burly Big Men, who wouldn't let anyone in no matter what? It was strange indeed.

Ling Zhenfei was slightly worried as he hurried out of the room and released the acupoints of one of the guards at the door.

"Kid, what did you just do to us that made us unable to move?" one of them angrily scolded Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei casually targeted two acupoints on the man which caused the blood and qi within him to clash, making the meridians in his body extremely painful, as if they were being pricked by needles.

"Ah, what have you done to me? Why does it hurt so much?" The Big Man covered the painful area, his face drenched in sweat.

"I don't want to hurt anyone, just tell me honestly, and I will let you go, but if you don't tell the truth, then you will continue to suffer like this."

"I'll tell, I'll tell, just let me go first, I'll answer whatever you ask," the Big Man evidently very frightened by the sudden pain.

"What about the body inside?" Ling Zhenfei asked.

"How would I know? We're just guarding the gate. Our only task is to prevent anyone from entering, as for whether there are riches or bodies inside, we don't know," the Big Man said, his expression one of pain, not seeming to lie.

"While you were guarding, did anyone go inside, or did anyone come out?"

"Brother, don't scare us. This is a morgue. It would scare us to death if someone came out. Since we started guarding here, people have come, but we haven't let anyone in."

Ling Zhenfei became even more curious. What was going on here, a morgue and a treasure trove, how could it be possible not to let people in to see?

"Who sent you here? Who's paying you?"

"It was a woman, but she was wearing a mask and a hat so I couldn't see what she looked like."

"How long were you supposed to guard?"

"We were to guard until tomorrow afternoon."

Ling Zhenfei knew the Big Man was telling the truth. It seemed he really didn't know what was inside, but what he could confirm was that a mysterious woman wearing a mask and a hat had paid people to guard this morgue and keep everyone out. He wondered what it meant.

Ling Zhenfei knew there must be another person who knew about this, and that was the manager of this mortuary. Such an event happening on his turf, it was impossible for him not to know.

Ling Zhenfei turned and left, heading toward the mortuary manager's office.

The mortuary's office building was a two-story small building, and the room with the best view on the easternmost side of the second floor was the manager's office.

There weren't many employees at the mortuary, so Ling Zhenfei easily made it to the second floor. As soon as he walked up, his sharp hearing detected a strange sound coming from the manager's office; Ling Zhenfei hurried over.

With his Perspective Eye, Ling Zhenfei could directly see inside, where a man and woman were engaging in intimate activities on the office desk.

"You scoundrel, even in broad daylight you won't leave me alone. What if someone sees us?"

"What's there to be afraid of? This mortuary is under my, Wen Tao's, control. Anyone who dares defy me will be kicked out."

Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of the door, which had been closed but was now open.

"Ah, what's going on, why is the door open?"

This frightened the man as well, and the two turned around only to see that another person had appeared in the room.

"Who are you, when did you come in?" Wen Tao both angry and frightened, scolded the person.

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