Late at night, all was still.
Lin Changqing returned to the Liu Family Old Residence once more.
He did not enter through the front gate. Instead, he vaulted over the wall and entered the courtyard, making his way to the courtyard where he had encountered the Black Cat during the day.
He sat cross-legged and waited calmly for Xiao Ruohai to come.
The night wind howled as time ticked by, second by second.
At midnight.
The bright moon hanging high overhead was suddenly veiled by a wisp of dark cloud. A gust of chilling wind swept through, carrying threads of cold that seemed to send the temperature plummeting.
It left one shivering with cold.
In the courtyard, Lin Changqing, who had been cultivating the Cosmic Galaxy Visualization Method with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them.
His gaze shone bright as the Great Sun as he looked toward the distant courtyard wall.
He said coldly, "Now that you're here, why keep skulking in the shadows..."
"Your senses truly are powerful. You are no ordinary man. Who exactly are you, and why are you investigating the Liu Family Massacre Case?"
A low voice rang out.
A figure vaulted over the courtyard wall and landed atop a rockery more than ten meters away from Lin Changqing.
It was none other than the Young Constable, Xiao Ruohai.
He was dressed just as he had been during the day, with the Black Cat cradled in his arms.
Yet the Black Cat looked to be in terrible condition. Its breath was weak, and it looked barely alive, as though it could die at any moment.
"Xiao Ruohai, you finally came. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Lin Changqing looked at the Young Constable and gave a light laugh.
"You knew I would come.