Thinking of the incident involving his four subordinates, Fan Dong suddenly felt a chill run down his spine!

No sign of life, no sight of the body!

This bizarre situation occurred within less than an hour after Fan Dong had left.

Could there actually be ghosts causing trouble in broad daylight?

As this thought crossed his mind, Fan Dong looked up and spoke hesitantly to Hong Zhi ahead of him.

"Your Excellency, Prefect, do you think... could it be those ghostly things causing mischief?"

As the nephew of Chief Constable Fan Wei, Fan Dong had some understanding of those ghostly things.

Upon hearing this, Fan Wei’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he sternly rebuked Fan Dong, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Nonsense!"

"It’s broad daylight; how could those ghostly things possibly appear?"

"You scoundrel, all you do is indulge in pleasure, have you forgotten all that I taught you?"

Hong Zhi sat above, quietly observing Fan Dong and Fan Wei.

Until then, Hong Zhi had been patient, but now he finally spoke calmly.

"Enough."

As Hong Zhi spoke, the hall fell silent.

Fan Wei, who had been full of anger earlier, acted as if nothing had happened.

Hong Zhi glanced at Fan Wei, understanding that he was putting on a show for him.

Fan Dong was his nephew, and naturally, he wanted to protect Fan Dong from severe punishment as much as possible.

The next moment, Hong Zhi spoke directly, deciding on Fan Dong’s punishment.

"Fan Dong, for negligence of duty, your salary will be docked for six months as a warning to others!"

As Chief Constable of the government office, Fan Wei had been diligent for many years, so Hong Zhi had no intention of severely punishing Fan Dong.

Hearing that it was only a half-year salary penalty, Fan Dong was secretly pleased and quickly stood up, repeatedly bowing to Hong Zhi.

"Yes, I accept the punishment, Your Excellency is wise and mighty!"

This trivial punishment had no real impact on Fan Dong.

Which proper official relies on that meager salary to make a living?

That little bit of government salary isn’t even enough to enjoy a few days at Xinyue Building.

Outside, Fan Dong wore the guise of an official, relying on his uncle Fan Wei’s position as Chief Constable.

It’s an exaggeration, but those willing to bribe Fan Dong with silver could line up outside the government office.

"Have you found out the cause of Wu Wei’s death, why he died?"

"My lord, I... I... I..."

Hong Zhi’s question made Fan Dong feel guilty, and he stammered, unable to answer.

Because, in Fan Dong’s experience, he couldn’t determine the cause of the unfortunate Wu Wei’s death.

"I only checked Wu Wei’s pulse briefly to confirm that he showed no signs of life."

"I haven’t had time to examine it closely yet."

"I thought of moving Wu Wei back to the morgue for a thorough investigation."

Fan Dong’s incompetent response made Hong Zhi’s old face stiffen, displeased as he looked at Fan Wei, seemingly questioning him.

Look at the kind of person you’re bringing up!

Then, Hong Zhi lost interest in questioning Fan Dong further and casually waved his hand.

"Alright, you’re dismissed, you have no further business here!"

After Fan Dong stumbled and hurried out, Hong Zhi turned to Fan Wei.

"Those four government officials mysteriously disappeared in Shuimen Lane. Have you been there?"

"Did you notice anything unusual?"

"Unusual?" Fan Wei immediately understood what Hong Zhi meant and answered without hesitation, "In response to your honor, no."

"I inspected Shuimen Lane right away and detected no ghostly presence."

Fan Dong’s earlier comments seemed to have made Prefect Hong Zhi suspect those ghostly things.

However, ghosts appearing in broad daylight could be a calamity-level anomaly from legend!

Both Hong Zhi and Fan Dong exchanged glances, seemingly thinking of this terrifying possibility simultaneously.

But after pondering for a moment, Hong Zhi found the idea quite absurd.

If it were indeed the legendary calamity-level anomaly, the Profound Bird Guard would have sensed its terrifying Yin energy long ago.

Not only Hong Zhi, but even Fan Wei believed it couldn’t be a legendary calamity-level anomaly.

At that moment, a glimmer of insight flashed in Fan Wei’s eyes as he recalled something about Wu Wei.

"My lord, on my way here, I investigated some matters about Wu Wei."

"I discovered that Wu Wei seems to have some connection with the Celestial Sea Gang’s Gang Leader!"

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Hong Zhi gestured for Fan Wei to continue.

"Several years ago, Wu Wei married a stunning beauty, and a few months ago, the Celestial Sea Gang’s old gang leader held a grand banquet for his hundredth birthday."

"I accompanied you, my lord, and Wu Wei also attended the banquet representing the Wu Family boxing hall master."

"Wu Wei loved to show off and brought along his beautiful wife."

"Then, the old gang leader’s son, Hua Yunfei, who is also the gang leader of the Celestial Sea Gang, has a particular hobby."

"And that is fancying married women..."

"So, I suspect..."

Fan Wei exchanged a knowing look with Hong Zhi, suspecting that Wu Wei’s death might be related to the Celestial Sea Gang’s Gang Leader.

"The Celestial Sea Gang, huh?"

Thinking of Hua Tianhai, the old man from the Celestial Sea Gang, Hong Zhi felt somewhat troubled.

"Forget it, you don’t need to worry about Hua Tianhai; I’ll send someone to summon him."

"Now, personally lead a team to Shuimen Lane, find those four government officials, and Wu Wei’s body."

"If there’s anything unusual in Shuimen Lane, report back to me immediately!"

Until it is confirmed to be those ghostly things, Hong Zhi will not alarm the Profound Bird Guard.

"Yes, sir!"

After leaving the hall, Fan Wei wasted no time, taking a dozen government officials and heading straight to Shuimen Lane in the east of the city.

Shuimen Lane, Wu Family Residence!

At that moment, the Wu Family Residence was adorned with white lanterns inside and out.

A dozen men in government official uniforms appeared not far from the Wu Family Residence entrance.

The one leading them was Chief Constable Fan Wei!

As Fan Wei walked, he surveyed the surroundings of the Wu Family Residence, finding nothing unusual.

One of the older officials behind him seemed quite familiar with Fan Wei.

Seeing the Wu Family Residence, the older official was puzzled and asked.

"Old Fan, isn’t this the residence of Wu Wei, the master of the Wu Family boxing hall?"

"Didn’t you send that youngster Fan Dong here today? Why are we making another trip?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Wei’s pace slowed, and he recounted the disappearance of the four officials and Wu Wei’s body.