Chapter 163: The Swordsman in Trench Coa (2/2)

The lights came back on and all the men were ordered to search the whole place, but the mysterious figure was gone without a trace. Cao Mou was so furious that he was almost going to chop Baldy into pieces and feed him to the fish, but his men stopped him and convinced him that Baldy’s life was not worth his ear.

Baldy asked if I was that shadowy figure. I laughed sheepishly but said nothing. In my mind, I was wildly going through the list of people that I knew to figure out who it could’ve been. Was it one of those people involved in the cases I solved? But no one fit the characteristics that Baldy described.

After breakfast, Baldy offered to take me into the city to have some fun. I refused him repeatedly, to which he replied, “You won’t let me treat you to a nice meal, you won’t accept any of my gifts, and now you say you don’t like going to nightclubs! How can I ever repay you then, Song-ge?”

“Just stay alive!” I answered. “You may be helpful to me in the future.”

“Right!” Baldy thumped his chest. “This life of mine is yours, Song-ge! One word from you and I’ll walk through fire and cross oceans without question, Song-ge!”

Eventually, I managed to send him away. I was dog tired because, first of all, I didn’t sleep at all last night, and second of all, Baldy could be so tiring sometimes. When I returned to my room, I found the dorm warden there waiting for me. She warned me never to invite any hooligans into the dorm ever again and scolded me for the next few minutes. I could only respond with a nod.

After she left, Dali burst into laughter and said, “The gangsters are all afraid of you, you’re afraid of the dorm warden, and then she’s afraid of the gangsters! It’s a complete circle!”

“Shut up!” I spat.

“So, what did you have for breakfast?” he asked.

I climbed into bed and answered, “Just some buns and soup nearby. You know the place. It’s free for all right now, so you should go grab some too.”

I closed my eyes to get some rest, but then a thought flashed in my mind. This person was able to accurately cut off someone’s ear in the dark. Could it be that this person had Cave Vision like me? But Cave Vision was a secret technique that only members of the Song family could learn.

Apart from that, I was an only child, and as far as I knew, Grandpa never mentioned anything about other relatives. As I pondered upon the subject, I drifted off to sleep out of exhaustion.

The few days after that went by uneventfully. Then I received a call from Xiaotao who told me that a new case had just occurred and asked if I wanted to help her with the investigation.

“Did you have to ask?” I responded. “You know I’m always eager to do it!”

“Well, it’s not murder this time. It’s difficult to explain. Why don’t you just come over now?”

I agreed and rushed to the police station with Dali. Xiaotao handed us three envelopes the minute she saw us. They contained the bonus for Dali, Lao Yao, and me for our contributions in solving the murders by Qu Tingting and Chu Yan. We each received more than eight thousand yuan, and I was excited to spend it on new equipment.

Xiaotao then led us to a conference room where we met a policeman aged about forty who introduced himself as Old Zhang. I noticed that one of his buttons was gone. The police had a strict dress code. They could get salary cuts just from the most minor details. Only detectives and those involved in criminal investigations were allowed to wear casual clothes when they were on duty.

I later learned that this button was related to a strange thing that he saw last night.

A woman from the area that Old Zhang patrolled had been reported missing three days ago. The missing woman was an artist and she often went out to the fields alone to get inspiration for her art. She would sometimes be gone for several days at a time, which was why the police didn’t take the report seriously at first.

Last night, Old Zhang was patrolling the area. He wanted to check if the woman had come back. When he got to her house, he noticed that the door was ajar. He pushed it open and saw a thin man standing alone in the room.

The man was about 180 cm tall. He wore a white trench coat, a pair of sunglasses, and was carrying something that looked like a sword in his hand.

Old Zhang was frightened. He realized that this man might be a gangster, so he reached for his taser.

“Police, don’t move!” shouted Old Zhang.

The man swung his sword at Old Zhang just as if he was a samurai in the movies. All he saw was the glint of silver light from the blade, and the man was gone. Old Zhang was then left with a taser that was sliced in half and a missing button.

Then Old Zhang saw the man jump out the window—but they were on the sixth floor!

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