Wooden Door

"That room was at the far end of the hallway, tucked into a corner in a very secluded spot. The door was closed, and there was a huge lock hanging on it. You could tell it hadn't been opened in a long time," the young officer said.

The group from Jiang Cheng waited a long time, but the young officer didn't continue. "And then?" Huai Yi couldn't help asking.

"That's all." The young officer looked embarrassed. "That's all I know. For more details, you'll have to ask the officers who went to the scene."

"Who went to the scene?" Wu Bin asked.

The young officer answered at once. "Group Six."

"Call them. Get the full details, put everything together, and send it back as soon as possible," Director Zhang said sternly.

"No need." Xia Qiang looked at the young officer. "Do you know where that shop is?"

"No. 140 Zhongshan Street," the young officer replied.

Xia Qiang nodded, then turned to Wu Bin and Director Zhang and said quickly, "Captain Wu, Director Zhang, we'd like to go there and look into a few things. Could you arrange that for us?"

"Of course." Wu Bin turned around and immediately instructed the young officer to arrange a car to take Captain Xia and his group there. He also emphasized that they were to cooperate with Captain Xia and his group.

The police worked efficiently. About half an hour later, they were standing in front of a shop. Jiang Cheng looked up at the sign hanging outside.

The words "Menglu Reasoning Hall" were written on it in a very strange font. It seemed that was the shop's name.

The sign had a black background and white lettering. The longer Jiang Cheng looked at it, the more unsettling it seemed, like a black-and-white funeral