Conflict

The sky brightened, but it began to rain eerily, a drizzling sound that was indescribably oppressive.

Han Shanshan hung an "Investigator" badge around my neck. She was very serious about it, and I figured the Wang Family's security must be tight.

"Hey Xia Yitian, look at this!"

Han Shanshan nudged me in the van. I followed her gaze down to her waist and saw a gun. It seemed Comrade Han Shanshan had been issued a firearm.

"If anything happens later, I'll have your back first," Han Shanshan chuckled ambiguously.

"Han Shanshan, are you letting your imagination run wild again?" I scoffed at her, thinking to myself that she'd be the one needing protection later. Captain Huo still looked as pale as a ghost.

Huo Dadong was used to Han Shanshan's personality. He awkwardly spoke up from the front, "Little Han, your Brother Xia is a truly capable person. You shouldn't doubt him."

"Of course, he's just good at spouting nonsense and scamming people out of their money."

What kind of person was she? Her mind had been opened before. She had long forgotten about the incident where she was found hanging in her bedroom last time, or if she remembered, she'd probably think she just got tangled in some wires.

She hadn't forgotten that I saved her, though. That meant she still remembered me taking her thousand-dollar red envelope.

I ignored her and glanced back at the old man sitting calmly like Mount Tai. I felt a pang of unease. The yin energy emanating from that old man was truly heavy. I wondered how he had lived to his current age, and was still a forensic examiner. Even I was sweating for him.

Anyone who needed an autopsy must have died unjustly. For this old man, with all that yin energy, to still be alive was nothing short of a miracle.

"This is Old Man Lin, our county's former forensic examiner. Old Man Lin, this is the Brother Xia I told you about. Why don't you two exchange pleasantries?" Huo Dadong introduced us.

"Young man, you have a lot of yin energy," Lin Feiyu's words caught me off guard.

I smiled. I had been exposed to yin energy since I was young, which made me particularly sensitive to it. For him to see the yin energy on me at a glance meant he was quite skilled. "Heh, senior, you do too."

Ever since the Ninth Princess went into hiding, my yin energy had been exposed.

"Haha, you don't seem like the type to do that kind of work. You're not even carrying any gear. Do you have another way?" Lin Feiyu asked probing.

"Senior, it is another way." I thought about it and felt that I was indeed unconventional, so I answered truthfully.

"Hmm, no wonder. What's your relationship with that Zhao family kid?"

"Friends."

"Do you understand who the Wang Family are? Do you know Wang Heng?"

"He sells coffins. Wang Heng is the Family Head of the Wang Family, right?" I recalled after thinking. Zhao Qian had told me that the Wang Family, who sold coffins, were also very skilled in dealing with ghosts.

"You know, yet you still want to go?" Lin Feiyu found it amusing. The more capable a person was, the less likely they were to be possessed. Who was Wang Heng? He was someone who worked late nights and was the Family Head of the Wang Family. Could he be possessed by a ghost?

I knew about the Wang Family and still dared to go. Wasn't that like a lamb walking into a tiger's den?

"I have to go," I said, gritting my teeth.

"Oh, if you don't have anything to protect yourself, then stay close to me later. Your yin energy is heavier than mine, and you're more likely to attract those things." Lin Feiyu was quite accommodating.

I nodded in agreement. When others took the lead, it was for their own good.

"Old Man Lin, attract what things? Are they ghosts?" Han Shanshan asked curiously.

"Han girl, this doesn't concern you. It's better for you to ask less," Lin Feiyu said sternly.

"If you don't want to say, then don't say it." Han Shanshan immediately pouted, looking like she wasn't interested if she wasn't told.

The car quickly turned into the hospital's back morgue entrance. Before the car even stopped, I was startled by the scene!

In front of the morgue, a large crowd of people were gathered, bustling about like they were at a market assembly. Many of the younger ones had tattoos and didn't look like good people.

"It's a bunch of gangsters! Look at the kind of people the Wang Family, who sell coffins, associate with," Huo Dadong spat, glaring at a few young men blocking the way.

No wonder they needed firearms. It turned out the Wang Family had this kind of background.

"Make way!" Han Shanshan commanded sternly, her brows furrowed.

The young men looked like they didn't want to move, but soon, a burly middle-aged man pushed through the crowd, cursing as he approached, "Damn it, why aren't you moving? Can't you see it's Brother Huo?"

"Wang Dong, you've grown bold, actually letting people block the hospital entrance?" Huo Dadong frowned and got out of the car.

"How could I dare? Brother Huo, after my brother left, these kids haven't been listening much. Please don't be offended." Wang Dong appeared apologetic, but his eyes held no hint of remorse.

Wang Dong was Wang Heng's younger brother. His brother was a legitimate successor of the Xuanmen Wang Family's coffin shop, while Wang Dong managed a group of idle people from the fringes of society and engaged in shady dealings. He was quite an oddity.

Female family members were crying at the morgue entrance. A black coffin was placed at the entrance, blocking the way, and was covered in spirit money, looking extremely eerie. Wreaths were laid out for over ten meters, creating a grand display.

"Brother Huo, as you can see, my brother kindly did a late-night service for the Zhao Family, even choosing the best coffin. But that Zhao family kid came back drunk and beat my brother to death. If you don't bring justice for me, I'll do it myself." Wang Dong spoke respectfully, but his words carried an implicit threat.

Huo Dadong immediately glared at Wang Dong, "You want to bring justice? Go ahead! I'll round you all up with a burst of gunfire! Are you trying to annoy me further?"

"How could I dare? How about this, Brother Huo, why don't you go take a look first? My father said this matter might be difficult to handle. Even if he's put in the coffin, my brother won't be able to leave. He said something is blocking it." Wang Dong's expression, which had been somewhat normal, changed after he said this.

"What's so difficult to handle? You're just beating around the bush," Captain Huo's brow furrowed. This was exactly what he feared.

"Ah Dong, what are you arguing with Little Huo about? Let your Uncle Lin come in!"

As they were bickering, an aged voice came from behind the crowd.

Dong didn't dare to delay. He waved his hand, and his brothers cleared a path.

At the morgue entrance, the old man from the Wang Family sat in a grand armchair, hands clasped, his brow furrowed like a tiger's skin. I guessed the old man was at least eighty, but he looked as strong as a young bull.

"Little Lin?" Old Man Wang looked towards the police car.

"Brother Wang, I'm here." Lin Feiyu squeezed his slender body through and carried a tin safe box down. He was quite respectful towards the old man from the Wang Family.

"I knew it was you who would come. No one else at the bureau is capable." Old Man Wang nudged his chin towards the morgue door.

We sidestepped the crowd and looked towards the entrance together. The sight immediately startled us.

The doorway was covered in dog teeth and plastered with talismans. The ground was covered in a thick layer of bloodstains. I glanced to the side and saw two dead black dogs, their teeth removed.

One black dog was large and the other small. Only the large dog's teeth had been removed, while the smaller one had only been bled. The dog teeth hanging on the door were likely from the older black dog, along with the blood of a virgin black dog, to ward off evil and suppress malevolence.

"Brother Wang, you're too kind." Lin Feiyu's forehead beaded with cold sweat as he took in the scene before him.

"I don't have much to say. We've known each other for a while, and I just want you to be careful." Old Man Wang sneered.

"Does Brother Wang have anything to tell this little brother?" Lin Feiyu's face remained calm, but his heart was pounding.

"Tell you? You and I both know what kind of people the Zhao family are. They play with Feng Shui and help people resolve disasters. Although a young girl from the Zhao family, Zhao Qian, has emerged in the past two years who understands Feng Shui and can perform exorcisms, hehe, they wouldn't stoop to casting curses and playing with ghosts." Old Man Wang spoke as if he knew everything.

The young girl from the Zhao family must be Zhao Qian. Apart from her, no one else in the Zhao family understood the superficial aspects of exorcism and Feng Shui.

"That's true. So, Brother Wang, what do you mean?" Lin Feiyu asked tentatively.

"What do I mean? Since the Zhao family doesn't understand exorcism, they should stay far away and let someone who does handle it! They let some grandson ruin my son's life! What the hell do they mean by that! Are the four families going to become three! And they expect someone to just come and manage my affairs? Can they handle it!" Old Man Wang's face instantly turned red, and he shot up from his seat!

The dozen or so young men beside him instinctively touched the steel pipes and blunt objects they carried with unfriendly expressions.

Huo Dadong and a few criminal investigators took a step back in fear at Old Man Wang's demeanor. Even Han Shanshan couldn't help but place her hand on her hip!

Lin Feiyu's face turned slightly pale, and he sighed, "Brother Wang, when saving someone, how can you consider so much? That young girl Zhao Qian was in a life-or-death crisis. Wouldn't the Zhao family kid have to act ruthlessly? He didn't know that Ah Heng had borrowed a body. We can only blame the person who cast the curse. Besides, why are you angry with me? In the past, I was just a coroner. What right do I have to manage anything? I'm just the cleanup crew."

"Haha... Hahaha, Little Lin, you're right, you speak well. But don't underestimate your Brother Wang too much. This old brother isn't so confused as to mess up relationships."

Old Man Wang's eyes, which had been fixed on Lin Feiyu, slowly shifted to me. His furrowed, mole-like brow knitted together. "You kid are here on behalf of the Zhao family's young girl, aren't you? I'll see what skills you have! Can you withstand the wrath of my Wang family! And withstand her Zhao family!"

The thugs around us all turned their gazes to me, following the old man's line of sight. I frowned, a chill running down my spine. It seemed this Old Man Wang already knew about my relationship with Zhao Qian. But it made sense. I had spent the entire day yesterday with Zhao Qian visiting the Zhao family's estate. With the young girl's reputation, it would be hard for me not to be known.

He had suddenly exposed me in broad daylight, even though a misty rain was falling. Old Man Wang might be comfortable, but I certainly wasn't.

"Old Man Wang, I don't understand the affairs between your two families, nor do I wish to get involved. Since things have started on a bad note and cannot be reconciled, you two families can just fight it out. Even if the Four Great Xuanmen Sects are reduced to three, it has nothing to do with me. However, Zhao He and Zhao Qian of the Zhao family are my good friends in private. If anything happens to them, I feel it might be necessary for me to protect them. Old Man Wang, don't you think that's reasonable?" I slowly stared at Old Man Wang, my expressionless.

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