Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

Today, the atmosphere at Tingjiang City’s City Magistrate Manor was exceptionally peculiar.

No one knew who had spread the news, but the citizens of Tingjiang City had already learned about Shen Shuyan’s poisoning.

The Rong Tribe spy, who had impersonated Xu Zijing and served as Tingjiang City’s Magistrate for years, was dead!

In the sprawling courtyard, several hundred Ironclad Constables stood with fierce, imposing auras.

Part of them came from the Public Security Department of the Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department.

The other part came from the Public Security Department of the Yunwen Provincial Capital Ironclad Department.

The difference was that among the Ironclad Constables brought by Lu Yunchen, many were Ninth-Rank Ironclad Armor users themselves, their official rank matching Wang Shichang’s.

Some were even Ninth-Rank Experts registered at the Ranked Level.

Sun Tiejun, as the military commander of Tingjiang City’s Garrison Troops, stood to the side observing this force, inwardly sighing in amazement.

Liang Yue and Lin Qin were elders of the Mining Guild and held no official rank, so when Lu Yunchen appeared, the two didn’t step forward to salute him.

Yang Ling had immediately introduced both sides to each other.

After the introductions, everyone’s gaze involuntarily fell on Shen Shuyan’s “corpse.”

Sun Tiejun had acted quickly—the coffin had already arrived, with Shen Shuyan lying peacefully inside, bloodstains still at the corners of his mouth.

After a brief silence, Lu Yunchen asked with a strange expression:

“He was poisoned to death right in front of you?”

Yang Ling nodded.

“And it happened just when we arrived in Tingjiang City?”

Yang Ling nodded again.

Lu Yunchen muttered to himself: “Isn’t that too much of a coincidence…”

Yang Ling nodded once more: “It really is a coincidence.”

“Who poured his tea at the time?”

Lu Yunchen asked again.

As soon as those words left his mouth, Sun Tiejun could barely stand still.

Wang Shichang looked at him with pity. Stumbling into something like this—how could anyone explain it clearly?

Lu Yunchen’s gaze fell on Sun Tiejun, his expression thoughtful:

“You were Xu Zijing’s Garrison Troop commander, and you spent so many years with him without realizing he was actually Heavenly Wolf Guard Shen Shuyan?

“The way I see it, you might be a Heavenly Wolf Guard spy yourself, taking this opportunity to silence Shen Shuyan.”

Sun Tiejun opened his mouth but couldn’t think of how to explain himself in that moment. He could only look to Yang Ling with a pleading expression.

Yang Ling smiled. “Director Lu, this has nothing to do with Sun Tiejun. I trust him.”

As soon as he said this, not only Sun Tiejun and Wang Shichang were surprised.

Even the Garrison Troops under Sun Tiejun’s command looked disbelieving.

“What do you mean you trust him? What reason do you have to trust him?”

Suddenly, a figure stepped out from among the Ironclad Constables.

His attire was no different from that of an ordinary Ironclad Constable.

But now that he had come forward, everyone realized he was far from an ordinary Ironclad Constable.

Yang Ling had actually noticed this man earlier.

He had also seen him once back in Yunwen Provincial Capital, during the interrogation of Gu Weizhou.

This was the Director of the First Division of the Inspection Department in Yunwen Provincial Capital—Lan Jinshui.

Qin Mo was startled. He hadn’t recognized this man at all during the entire journey earlier.

Lan Jinshui swept his gaze over the crowd, finally settling on Shen Shuyan:

“When you sent the message, you said Shen Shuyan was Copper Two of the Heavenly Wolf Guard.

“This matter is of great importance, so the Inspection Department needs to handle it jointly with Director Lu to ensure there’s a proper witness.

“I had hoped to interrogate him in person today, but never expected that just as we docked, Shen Shuyan would die.

“Don’t you think this coincidence is a little too coincidental?

“Director Yang, could it be that you were worried Shen Shuyan might say something unfavorable about you, and so you deliberately silenced him?

“For instance… are you trying to claim merit and seek rewards?”

At these words, Lü Zhan and the other Constables from the Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department erupted in fury, glaring at Lan Jinshui.

Wen Kongxuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, while Wen Xiaoba behind him let out a cold sneer.

In that instant, Sun Tiejun and Wang Shichang also understood—this man had come with hostile intent!

“Additionally, I’ve heard that you refused entry to the Prefectural Capital’s Garrison Governor, barring him from this place.”

Lan Jinshui’s gaze was profound as he looked at Yang Ling:

“Director Yang, what exactly are you planning?”

“Your surname is Lan. You wouldn’t happen to be from the same clan as Garrison Governor Lan, would you?”

Yang Ling asked curiously.

Lan Jinshui said flatly: “Garrison Governor Lan and I are indeed distant relatives, but I am discussing matters based on facts. Now that an incident has occurred at the Tingjiang City City Magistrate Manor, even if Ironclad Department regulations allow you to act independently as long as it concerns Rong Tribe spies, there still needs to be a witness. Since Garrison Governor Lan hasn’t even seen the living Xu Zijing even once, how can he be certain that this man is Shen Shuyan and not Xu Zijing?”

“This is getting troublesome. Shen Shuyan really chose the worst possible time to die. Brother Yang is probably in for some trouble.”

Qin Mo frowned slightly.

Wen Kongxuan and the others had also realized this, their expressions gradually growing grave.

Yang Ling couldn’t help but laugh. “I know where the real Xu Zijing is buried, and I also have a list of Rong Tribe spies that Shen Shuyan handed over to me. As for evidence, Director Lan needn’t worry about that.”

Hearing this, Lu Yunchen immediately smiled:

“If there’s evidence, then that settles it. Once we cross-reference things, the truth will come to light.”

“A list? Bring out the list and let us have a look.”

Lan Jinshui said thoughtfully.

Yang Ling didn’t hide anything. He took out the list and handed it to Lu Yunchen.

Lu Yunchen and Lan Jinshui read through it together.

After finishing, Lan Jinshui said flatly:

“The authenticity of this list still needs to be verified.”

He paused. “Since Shen Shuyan is already dead, we’ll take his corpse back to Yunwen Provincial Capital.

“Also, Director Yang, there were flaws in how you handled this case. I’ll report the facts truthfully to the Capital when I write to them.”

With that, he pointed at Sun Tiejun:

“This man is suspected of committing the poisoning. We need to take him back to Yunwen Provincial Capital for interrogation as well.”

Sun Tiejun was both shocked and furious.

But Yang Ling waved his hand dismissively: “Everyone, don’t rush off. Shen Shuyan was alive when I had him, and he should be alive when he’s taken away. Otherwise, my handling of this case really would be flawed.”

He had roughly guessed why Shen Shuyan had chosen to die.

If the Inspection Department submitted a messy report to the Capital about this,

then having a Copper Two die under his watch like this before higher-ups could send someone to interrogate him

would inevitably become a major stain on his path to promotion.

If the Capital began to suspect he had some connection with the Rong tribe, even his position as Director of the First Division of the Public Security Department of the Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department might not be secure.

“Little Yang Ling, do you even know what you’re saying?”

Lu Yunchen’s expression was peculiar as he glanced at Shen Shuyan, who had clearly died.

He had personally examined the corpse—it was completely dead.

The body had already gone cold. How could it possibly come back to life?

Lan Jinshui couldn’t help but laugh out loud:

“Haha, Director Yang is talking nonsense. This man is already dead—how could he come back to life?”

“Do you know why, after a person dies, their body is kept for seven days?”

Yang Ling looked at Lan Jinshui, his gaze profound:

“Because some people aren’t willing to die. In those seven days, they might run back from the Road to the Yellow Springs.

“When Shen Shuyan died, he told me to wait seven days for him. In seven days, he would definitely come back to life.”

Sun Tiejun was stunned. Shen Shuyan had never said that.

“He said that?”

Lu Yunchen looked at Sun Tiejun in disbelief.

Sun Tiejun gritted his teeth:

“He said it!”

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