Xu Zhihan did not go down to the Air-Raid Shelter immediately.
He went to the Evidence Room.
The eighth layer's assignment of blame had dredged up every old debt. Having the people in the Isolation Pods acknowledge theirs was not enough. The physical evidence left by the Old Gods Society, the Green Gate Core fragments, the Gu Family Old Seal, the marriage contract, the Photo Studio ledger, Lin Wan's letters, Ji Heng's belongings, and True Shen Cheng's Work Badge all had to be held down in one place.
The Evidence Room was as cold as a freezer.
The Deputy Captain led his people in carrying out the sealed boxes one by one and arranging them on the long table as Xu Zhihan instructed. The tabletop soon filled with papers, photographs, seals, fragments, a Work Badge, and a Student ID. Each item was tied to an old case.
Xu Zhihan stood before the table with his sleeves rolled up. The gauze on his hand had not been changed, and a little blood had seeped through.
Song Zhixia followed him to the doorway, looking very pale.
"You can't use your divine spark again right now."
Xu Zhihan looked at the evidence. "I won't use my divine spark to suppress it."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Let them speak for themselves."
Song Zhixia frowned. "Who?"
Xu Zhihan did not answer. He raised his hand and placed Xu An's Peace Amulet at the very front of the table.
The Peace Amulet flashed.
"Xiaohan?"
Xu Zhihan softened his voice a little.
"Help me call them."
Xu An quickly understood. He asked no unnecessary questions, merely letting his soul flame burn a little brighter. Inside the Soul-Sealing Casket, Zhou Yu's Soul Lamp lit up too, followed by Liang Qiu's faint Ashen Light, True Shen