Indeed, some people came out from the Governor’s Office, but they were not the officials; instead, they were several Government Officials who then took the person beating the drum inside the Governor’s Office for questioning, while others who wanted to enter were stopped outside.
"This County Magistrate definitely has a problem," Yang Ruxin’s eyes narrowed.
Gu Qingheng did not speak. In fact, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to tell Ruxin about his situation, but he had not expected that it would come out in such a situation, in a teahouse no less; truly, plans could never keep up with changes.
Soon, the person who had been taken into the Governor’s Office came out, followed by a middle-aged man with a goatee and a face full of compassion. Upon emerging, he waved at the crowd, "Fellow villagers, the occurrence of such an event grieves our official too, but you see, bringing a lawsuit is not that easy; there must be evidence, right? Otherwise, if the other party accuses you of false charges, what then?"
"But indeed, our children went missing after being taken away by Manager Sun..."
"But that can’t prove that it has anything to do with Manager Sun, now can it?" the goateed man sighed. "The key is evidence. If you can find evidence that Manager Sun harmed your children, then our official will immediately arrest him, but for now... our official has said he will send people to help you search, is that alright?"
Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but let out a snicker, "This County Magistrate is quite the clever one, no wonder his reputation is so good upon inquiry... Only..."
"Only, this Zhao Yicong happens to be Zhuang Shi’s cousin," Gu Qingheng snorted coldly, "Those who don’t know any better would only think this Magistrate Zhao is a very good parent-official..."
"What more did you find out?" Yang Ruxin’s gaze was burning with anticipation.
"Want to know?" Gu Qingheng’s eyebrows raised slightly, "I’ll tell you tonight."
Yang Ruxin knew that what he said made sense, but inexplicably, she still sensed a hint of ambiguity, and then her face involuntarily felt a bit feverish.
"Is your face red?" Gu Qingheng continued to get closer to her, gently blowing air beside her ear, "What are you thinking?"
"Who’s face is red?" Yang Ruxin pushed him away irritably, "I’m just a bit hot..." Does this guy not know that flirting like this is dangerous? If it weren’t for... Forget it, best to endure it.
Gu Qingheng just laughed unscrupulously.
A night of pitch-black winds and high-flying murder.
Perhaps knowing someone required the cover of night, the sky turned overcast in the evening. There was neither moon nor stars, and the entire sky was pitch-black, truly so dark one couldn’t see their own fingers in front of them.
A shadow moved swiftly between the buildings, skillfully avoiding all patrols.
"Little Hengheng, have you stepped over these spots before?" Yang Ruxin clung tightly to Gu Qingheng’s waist, feeling the wind rush by her ears. The ancient art of Qinggong was truly not for show, feeling like riding a roller coaster without instilling fear, "How are you so familiar with this? Qinggong really is a vital skill for nefarious deeds... Yikes..."
Before she could finish, Gu Qingheng raised his hand and knocked on her head, "What are you thinking about so wildly?"
Yang Ruxin could only laugh Heihei and then fell silent.
Gu Qingheng stopped on the roof of a building in the backyard of the Governor’s Office, looked around to see that no one was there, and then gently landed before hiding under a rear window.