Chapter 10: Investigation by the Blood Eagle Gang

The shanty town outside the city is even more deathly silent during the day than it is at night.

Because the people living here all go off to their respective workplaces to contribute their share to the prosperity of the Immortal Gate's border city.

Bang, bang, bang!

Less than ten people, in a frantic rush, the members of the Blood Eagle Gang are currently knocking on doors, one by one, in a certain section of the shanty town.

Only after arriving at the scene of the corpse did they realize how thorny the situation was!

Late last night, when it was quiet, Luo Heng was walking on the narrow, filthy street when he was ambushed and killed by Du En; there were absolutely no witnesses, nor were any traces left behind.

At the same time, the people living here had basically all left; there was simply no one waiting on the spot for the Blood Eagle Gang to come and investigate.

Luo Heng's footprints!

So, was it someone passing by last night who saw an injustice and got rid of that villain for me?!

Following the quiet area, she hadn't walked for long before she saw from afar, in the morning sunlight, Luo Heng lying dead on the street, his appearance miserable, his corpse already beginning to stink.

Finally killed by someone!

Amidst her joy, she suddenly paused.

This Blood Eagle Gang member frowned, somewhat impatient and irritable: "You really didn't go out, didn't hear anything?"

The gang members, having found nothing in their investigation, were standing with their heads hanging around Luo Heng's corpse.

Zhang Lin couldn't help but start cursing.

"Still daring to quibble!"

Suddenly widening her eyes, she subconsciously covered her mouth.

No footprints!

It took a good while for her to come to her senses, blinking her eyes, a joy that could not be suppressed sweeping through them, as she struggled to restrain the emotion so intense it threatened to bring tears.

These gang members knew clearly in their hearts: there were none!

Therefore, they didn't dare to mutter anything about it; the group, originally fierce and menacing, ended up looking at each other in dismay, and after searching all around, they were even more at a loss, so in the end, they could only bite the bullet and knock on doors house by house, wanting to see if there was anyone else left in the vicinity.

She eased the emotions in her heart, watched the sun rising rapidly, and without lingering, left in a hurry, rushing toward her workplace.

This Blood Eagle Gang member came to his senses, swept a lecherous glance at the other party, and then sized up the simple interior; seeing nothing suspicious, he spoke: "I'm from the Blood Eagle Gang, I'm asking you something, you'd best answer honestly!"

The woman pursed her lips and lowered her head to answer.

Her footsteps became much lighter.

The others were immediately terrified, hanging their heads and shrinking back, not daring to look directly at the man who had a cultivation base at the mid-stage of Qi Refining and had been practicing for over twenty years.

Fortunately, they were too useless here and hadn't found the murderer or any clues or traces left by the other party; otherwise, if they angered the man and were targeted or viewed as the next goal, that would be terrible!

"Tsk! Every mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator outside this city has a name and a reputation. Which guy could have done this? Not fearing my Blood Eagle Gang, daring to offend... the people of the Iron Hand Gang like this?"

"J-just at home, on the bed, I didn't notice anything outside."

Especially in the last few years, the Blood Eagle Gang had frequently erupted in friction and disputes with the up-and-coming Iron Hand Gang; in the nearly two months since Du En became a corpse-burier, no fewer than ten corpses from the two gangs had already been buried.

Thus, he immediately grabbed his hair and turned to leave in a frantic rush.

"Nothing, they are all here. Also, his home looks very normal, without the slightest trace of anything unusual."

Even if this might only be temporary.

Hearing the term "Blood Eagle Gang," the woman's pupils immediately shrank.

Someone bit the bullet and said: "My lord, it's not that we aren't trying, it's just that the thief is too cunning, and so much time has passed, that not a single clue was left behind!"

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

"Is that so? What about what was on Luo Heng?"

She had already escaped the sea of suffering.

Not only Luo Heng's, but her own as well.

Finally, she let out a breath.

"No matter what, there are still good people in this world."

Because time was very tight, this guy saw that he couldn't ask anything out, and after a glance, he didn't think she, who was like a lamb, could be the murderer who committed the crime.

Asking like this, Zhang Lin looked with dissatisfaction at the few who had come over to investigate, feeling they were truly too stupid and lacked insight, to actually need him to ask the question himself.

At this moment, the few who had gone to investigate Luo Heng's residence also ran over to report.

Hearing this, the gang members who had come to search actually all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A young, frail woman with a low cultivation base was still at home at this time; having long heard the commotion and being blocked from leaving, she was feeling anxious and uneasy, and now, she hurriedly squeezed out a stiff smile and cautiously asked.

She was already late, and if she were to be completely absent from work, she didn't know how the foreman would deal with her!

"Nothing is missing..."

But before she could even tremble, the other party impatiently asked: "What were you doing last night? Did you notice any movement outside?"

Boom!

When knocking on one of the houses, the wooden door that couldn't be locked tight suddenly swung wide open, causing the gang member knocking to subconsciously freeze there.

And they just silently looked at the one who had just been sent flying and was now motionless.

"Tsk!"

Zhang Lin's brow was currently furrowing deeper and deeper as he pondered.

"No."

The Blood Eagle Gang, the Iron Hand Gang, the Green Clothes Gang... in this fairly large shanty town outside the city, such bully groups were distributed, occupying ecological niches for doing evil, and they were also in a competitive relationship with each other, often erupting in conflict over territory.

Zhang Lin weighed it up and asked with a frown: "It wasn't looted?"

If they didn't find any useful clues before the Hall Master arrived, they would be scolded.

After gathering, there were a total of more than ten.

"Master, Master, is there something the matter?"

Even to the point of being beaten...

Could the Blood Eagle Gang possibly be bigger than the Southern Border City?

Good riddance!

Dead!

Stopping in a corner, frowning and pondering for a while, only then did he think of something, turning his head abruptly to look toward his own home.

The woman did not meet with any angry scolding or violence, feeling only surprised in her heart; she shuffled her feet to the door and carefully looked outside, only to see a few members of the Blood Eagle Gang still going from house to house nearby, knocking on doors.

Therefore, the first one Zhang Lin suspected now was this Iron Hand Gang!

"My lord!"

They presented Luo Heng's belongings, mainly the wealth from his home.

Zhang Lin, fuming with anger, walked straight up and slapped him hard, hitting him so that he spat out blood and flew out, crashing into and collapsing a shed.

But it was already enough; one could not hope for too much more.

Not long after he had just left, the Hall Master Zhang Lin, who had finished asking for leave, also hurried over with a few other people.

"Hmph!"

"Thank you!"

So she could only bite the bullet, hugging the corner of the wall to avoid detection as she headed up the road.

Zhang Lin let out a cold snort, then looked at Luo Heng's stinking corpse, examining it carefully, and could not help but frown: "Such a clean assassination, only two strikes were used—no, actually, the first strike was already enough to be fatal. Hmm, the cultivation level should be at the middle stage of Qi Refining."

As she walked further and further away, she grew bolder, moving away from home to head toward her place of work.

Why wasn't she suspected? Was it a case of 'better to kill the wrong person than to let one go'?

Those with a sharp eye immediately ran over, searched for a while, and brought back valuable items.

Thinking of this, this fellow could not help but feel a chill, his movements hurried.

The woman thought about this, falling into silence for a moment, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Wherever there are people, there is the Jianghu; this job of collecting protection fees is naturally something people covet and fight over.

Zhang Lin frowned and pondered while stuffing the valuables into his pocket.

Was this matter really done by the Iron Hand Gang?

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(End of this chapter)