Arrest Operation

As he questioned him, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the wineglass in the president's hand.

The 1990 Château Lafite had been his gift to Cao Qing. The president had deliberately brought over a glass of red wine—an obvious hint.

"He is indeed a member of the Merchant Guild, and one of my more trusted subordinates. However, he does not know your identity." The president chuckled. "Also, your landlady is an informant Heaven's Punishment placed in Chinatown. Her main job is to observe the activity and general climate in Chinatown. She is not a core member of Heaven's Punishment, merely someone drawing a salary. She is a Lightning Mage, after all. Heaven's Punishment is naturally close to wind and lightning mages, which is why they recruited her as an informant."

Though she drew a salary from Heaven's Punishment, Zhang Yuanqing understood the president's implication: she could still be trusted.

"All right, that will be all for today. Become a Golden Hunter as quickly as possible, then wait for the Hunter Guild to approach you."

With that, he drained the red wine in his glass.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said, "Wait. A serial murder case has recently occurred in Chinatown. The killer is a Night Wanderer, and I suspect he is a Night Wanderer of no low rank."

He immediately told the president the details of the case and his deductions, then asked, "Mr. President, what do you think?"

The president remained silent.

Zhang Yuanqing's expression turned solemn. Just as I thought, there's a deeper story behind this. Maybe it involves a conflict between the two major factions.

"You think I, living in District Two, would care about a murder case in some tiny Chinatown?" the president finally said.

Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. "Oh."

I was overthinking it.

The president raised a