Chapter 310: A Night In The Hotel? (1/2)
”Let me keep that a secret for the time being,” he chuckled. “But I can guarantee you won’t encounter any danger. Where do you think we should go to draw the Heartbroken Xun to us?”
”According to your theory of Yin and Yang energy, isn’t it best we head to the place in Nanjiang City with the densest Yang energy?”
”That would be a big mistake,” laughed Zhang Jiulin. “The murderer wouldn’t dare show up. The place I’m looking for cannot have too much Yin or Yang energy. At the same time, it must be away from civilians and be convenient for ambushes.”
”The Armed Police Training Base!” blurted Xiaotao. “There’s no one there at night and snipers can easily hide for an ambush.”
”Yes, sounds perfect!” I agreed.
After a brief conversation with Director-General Cheng, we instructed the officers guarding him to release him and asked him to meet us at the Armed Police Training Base. Zhang Jiulin also needed a few officers with heavy Yang energy. Naturally, Wang Yuanchao fell in that category.
Zhang Jiulin woke up the unconscious officers. Those badly injured were sent to the hospital while the others tagged along with us.
Upon entering the vehicle, Xiaotao asked, ”Jiu-ge, can you communicate with spirits?”
”Under normal circumstances, yes,” he replied.
”If you teach Song Yang this skill, won’t solving crimes be as easy as ABC?” she said, looking at me.
“No!” I motioned with my hand repeatedly, ”Bodies do not lie, but spirits, whether alive or dead will always speak in their favor which will only mislead our investigation. I’d rather use the methods that my ancestors have handed down. There’s no need to gild the lily.”
Zhang Jiulin turned to me with a look of respect and asked about my ancestors.
After passing the bureau, Xiaotao bought some food and drinks at a convenience store. This case had us running round the clock, and with my usual level of physical activity, I was already exhausted. My physical strength couldn’t keep up with the agenda but Zhang Jiulin seemed perfectly at ease. He attributed it to habit and routine.
I had originally planned on snatching up the Yin object at the last minute but Zhang Jiulin’s sincere assistance made my intentions seem almost despicable. ”There’s something I must tell you. The Heartbroken Xun is too dangerous so I have to destroy it on the spot. For compensation, I’ll give you ten million yuan. The bureau has already approved it.”
”Money doesn't mean much to me,” said Zhang Jiulin, arching his brow. “I have to get the Yin object otherwise I won't be able to explain it to my client.”
”Your compassion is laudable,” he smiled. “And I mean absolutely no sarcasm when I say this, but I think you’re a little prejudiced regarding my profession.”
He explained in detail that Yin merchants never sell dangerous Yin objects but only after removing the evil spirit attached to them. Though the objects retained some special functions, they couldn’t cause any harm again.
He also cited a few transactions with several well-known, successful entrepreneurs and celebrities in China. Although they might experience negative effects, it was inconsequential compared to the success the Yin object brought them.
Yin objects were equivalent to converters of fortune, turning vitality into fortune without affecting karma. It was merely a different path, and some were willing to live a few years less for success and riches.
His words drew skepticism from me. ”The Heartbroken Xun, a murder weapon, can actually do good?”
”If properly applied, it can even save lives,” he replied enigmatically. “It will never kill another after passing through these hands. I’ll stake my reputation on this.”
I was a little convinced by him, but I was a little uneasy. Finally, I solemnly said, ”If I hear any strange suicide cases sometime in the future and prove they’re related to Heartbroken Xun, I’ve something in my hands that can send both you and Pockmark Li to jail!”
”You’re really not as simple as you look!” he frowned. “But from our short time together, I’m convinced by your character. I promise!”