Back in the Capital City, Lin Lang found Wang Wu waiting for him at the city gate.
"Sir, Jin Jiuling's residence has been searched and confiscated, and all the 'evidence' has been sealed away. I've also discovered where Jin Jiuling hid the stolen goods."
Lin Lang patted Wang Wu's shoulder. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go and see how much of the loot Jin Jiuling squandered."
If Jin Jiuling hadn't squandered any, he would help him squander some.
By the rules, windfall wealth had to be spent as quickly as possible.
Without stopping to rest their horses, they set off again, heading for a manor.
The manor was half a day's journey from the Capital City, and it was already midnight when Lin Lang and his men arrived.
As torches rose one after another, surrounding the manor, a man who looked like a steward emerged. "What brings you officers here? It's the middle of the night, and the women of the household have retired. Tomorrow..."
Bang!
The manor gates were smashed open, and a pack of Jinyiwei charged inside like wolves and tigers.
"Do you know whose estate this is? Our master is Chief Constable Jin of the Six Gates' younger paternal cousin! Leave now, or you'll bite off more than you can chew!"
Lin Lang strode inside. "And what official rank does Chief Constable Jin's cousin hold?"
"You want to compare backers with me? We're the Jinyiwei. Our backers are the court of Great Ming and His Majesty the Emperor."
Wang Wu suddenly said, "Sir, this man is an escort from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency. I've seen his portrait. He was one of the escorts transporting the Datong Money House's silver this time. He's actually still alive!"
Realizing he had been recognized, the man immediately drew his