He was not only panicked—he was gripped by fear.
"He should have come looking for me. Why hasn't he?"
In the room where the oil lamp flickered, County Magistrate Zhang's voice was filled with confusion and incomprehension. He could not make sense of it.
Lin Fu was dead, yet there was still no sign of the ledger. The escort agency's box was empty; someone had stolen the ledger before this. That had to be the Mysterious Person who had sent him word earlier.
That person had obtained the ledger, yet had also sent him a message to keep Lin Fu from stabbing him in the back.
The conclusion was obvious. This person either wanted something from him, or wanted to seize his weakness and make him use the authority in his hands to grant favors.
At the very least, they had wanted to borrow his hand to kill Lin Fu.
Other than that, County Magistrate Zhang truly could not think of any other possibility.
Yet night had already fallen, and the surroundings remained silent. No one had come to see him.
"Could it be that he doesn't know what happened today?"
"No, absolutely impossible."
"Since this Mysterious Person set his sights on me, he must have been closely watching the changes around him."
"Then why hasn't he come to find me?"
Staring at the oil lamp before him, the more County Magistrate Zhang thought, the more muddled his mind became, as though he had walked into a dead end.
Nights could be long, but when one's heart was burdened with thoughts, they could also be short.
County Magistrate Zhang did not sleep for the entire night.
He could not sleep. Until this matter was resolved, he would never rest easy.
The Mysterious Person had become a thorn in his heart.