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

Wangzhi stuttered, unable to speak for a moment.

Many of the supervisors at Wangzhi Medicinal Shop witnessed this scene, their expressions all somewhat dazed.

Only a small number of people had flickering eyes, clearly having known the inside story all along.

"Director Xu, you see these fire oil barrels, should be enough to merge the two cases into a joint investigation, right?"

Yang Ling cupped his hands and said.

Zhao Qing's eyes revealed a hint of a smile.

"I am still saying the same thing, the conditions for merging the cases are not mature."

Xu Wenjun said calmly:

"You say you personally saw the Blood Hand Scholar walk out of Wangzhi Medicinal Shop.

"As for these fire oil barrels appearing in Wangzhi Medicinal Shop, they are indeed strange, we can investigate them separately, to see if the deaths of those vagrants are related to this fire oil."

"Hong Ruohai."

"Subordinate is here."

"This case is handed over to you for investigation, these fire oil barrels are to be sealed on the spot, no one is allowed near them."

"Yes."

Hong Ruohai acknowledged the order, then led several colleagues to begin driving away Zhao Qing and the others.

Zhao Qing, Yun Ruo, and the others truly hadn't expected that even with things developing to this point, Xu Wenjun would still stubbornly refuse to budge.

"Can this guy be a rich kid? Could Mingxin have been deliberately released by him back then?"

Yang Ling knew that if this case were taken over by Hong Ruohai and his men.

Then after a few days, the fire oil here would mysteriously disappear, leaving behind countless empty barrels.

At that time, Xu Wenjun could find any random excuse, and Wangzhi Medicinal Shop could escape.

Did he have any way to refuse Xu Wenjun's order now?

The other party represented the Department Head of the Ironclad Department, represented the one on the dragon throne in the capital.

At this moment, in this place.

Xu Wenjun's words were no different from an imperial edict.

Wangzhi's heart relaxed once again.

A trace of smugness spread across his old face.

He squinted at Yang Ling, like an old fox calculating its prey.

The son beside him also slowly steadied himself from his panic.

Wang Xingsu, tied up, was no longer afraid.

Since it was his uncle's subordinate handling this case, then there was no problem at all.

Xu Wenjun saw Yang Ling standing motionless, his expression calm:

"Director Yang, did you not hear my words? Take your men back to the Ironclad Department to investigate the case of Kong Xinghu's murder.

Here, I will personally take over."

Yang Ling locked eyes with Xu Wenjun.

The other's gaze remained indifferent, without a trace of smugness.

What was there, was that sense of lofty superiority cultivated over many years.

As if everything in his eyes was merely an ant.

Even if seven or eight hundred barrels of fire oil were dug up here, a single casual word from the other party could decide the direction of things.

"This is the advantage of holding a high position, just suppressing others with authority is enough to turn the tide of battle."

Yang Ling felt some emotion in his heart.

Shi Xin and the others saw this scene, knowing that the merging of cases had fallen through.

If the traces and clues here were also cleaned up.

Then Kong Xinghu's case would probably also enter a dead end.

If so, the members of their special task force would inevitably face punishment afterwards.

At worst, they would be dismissed from their posts and investigated, losing their official hats.

But Yang Ling and Lu Yunchen, these two directors, might really have to go to the capital to plead guilty.

Just then, an Ironclad Department agent from the Command Division hurried over, his expression grave as he whispered a few words into Xu Wenjun's ear.

The composure on Xu Wenjun's face disappeared, and when he looked at Yang Ling again, there was an added sharpness in his eyes.

Yang Ling smiled: "Director Xu, is it that Prefectural Governor Zhao Chonghong of our Xiangfeng Prefecture has arrived?"

Zhao Qing was slightly startled, looking at Yang Ling with a dumbfounded expression.

This guy had actually notified Zhao Chonghong, this elder of the royal clan, before coming!?

But the Ironclad Department's handling of cases had always been resolved internally, they basically never joined forces with the civil official faction.

Zhao Chonghong walked in, accompanied by Lu Yunchen.

Behind him followed his Garrison Troops Leader and dozens of elite Garrison Troops.

At the same time, the entire Wangzhi Medicinal Shop had already been completely surrounded by Garrison Troops, not even a single fly could fly in or out.

"Governor Zhao."

Xu Wenjun withdrew his gaze from Yang Ling, cupping his hands toward Zhao Chonghong with a smile.

Zhao Chonghong chuckled: "I dare not accept that, Director Xu is a Fourth-Rank official, but I am merely a humble Sixth-Rank, how could I let Director Xu bow to me?"

Wangzhi and the others hadn't expected Zhao Chonghong to come, their hearts that had just settled were once again suspended.

"Governor Zhao, if not for your royal birth, with your talent and ability, you would have long been ranked Third-Rank."

"This younger one's salute is only proper."

Xu Wenjun said politely.

Yang Ling was somewhat curious, "Director Zhao, does your royal birth actually create obstacles in promotions?"

Zhao Qing's expression was somewhat gloomy:

"Director Yang is asking what he already knows? For those of us of royal birth to walk this path, we are naturally restricted by ancestral teachings.

In the current Zhao State, there is not a single royal member who can become a Fifth-Rank official.

I managed to become a Seventh-Rank Ironclad only by taking a clever path, joining the Ironclad Department."

Yang Ling was thoughtful, it seemed the Zhao royal family was restricted by some kind of rule.

This might involve power struggles within the royal family.

"Director Xu, the purpose of my visit today is also very simple, someone notified me, saying that this Wangzhi Medicinal Shop is extremely likely to have connections with the Immortal God Sect.

The Immortal God Sect has now also been identified as a member of the Heavenly Wolf Guard in the capital, the case file details of the Water Qilin Cave battle back then, I believe Director Xu and the important figures in the capital have all read it, right?"

Zhao Chonghong's tone was calm, leaning forward to scan the seven or eight hundred barrels of fire oil below.

"It seems this is indeed not unfounded, this case involves Rong Tribe spies, our prefectural yamen is taking over."

Xu Wenjun cupped his hands and said: "Governor Zhao, this case was uncovered by our Ironclad Department, I have already instructed my subordinates to preside over the trial of this case."

Zhao Chonghong quietly stared at Xu Wenjun:

"Before I came to Xiangfeng Prefecture, His Majesty personally held my hand, hoping that I could share the burdens and solve difficulties for Zhao State.

Now that Wangzhi Medicinal Shop is extremely likely to be connected to the Rong tribe, and Director Xu happens to be the son-in-law of Wangzhi's Big Shopkeeper, how can you possibly intervene in this case?

Do I need to write a letter to His Majesty? Or should I write a letter to your Department Head?"

The courtyard became extremely quiet.

Shi Xin and the others' expressions were all stranger than the last.

This scene was too familiar, except the one suppressing others with authority had become Zhao Chonghong.

And the one being suppressed had become Xu Wenjun.

Xu Wenjun was silent for a long moment, then ignoring Wangzhi's pleading gaze, he slightly nodded:

"Governor Zhao's words are most appropriate, this case is indeed more suitable for you to personally preside over.

This subordinate will instruct my men to cooperate with Governor Zhao's actions."

"No need, you and your men return to the Ironclad Department, Wangzhi Medicinal Shop has been sealed starting from today."

"This place will be watched over by Director Lu and Director Yang, nothing will go wrong, just have the two of them cooperate with me."

Zhao Chonghong fell silent once again, then lightly nodded, turning around and leaving with Hong Ruohai and the others.

As he was leaving, his gaze at Yang Ling was very calm, but within that calmness, there was a dense murderous intent that made Yang Ling, with his Spirit of two hundred and eighty points, feel a chill run down his spine.

"You think just because you're a Fourth-Rank Grandmaster, I'd be afraid to fight you if it really came down to it?

At worst, I'll go to the Devour Heaven Palace to break through to Lower Fifth-Rank and come back to fight you."

Yang Ling muttered inwardly.

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