Free Web NovelChapter 1626: Chapter 15: All Beings (2)
But those feats are indeed distant.
At this moment, right before his eyes, this man stood at the door for quite a while, and his swordsmanship improved?
Is this the unparalleled genius?
First there was Jiang Wuqi suppressing his cultivation progress by drinking medicine, and now Jiang Qingyang stands guard for a while and comprehends swordsmanship.
Zheng Shangming looked at the military classic "Nine Papers on Generals, Eight Methods of Selecting Soldiers" in his hand, suddenly feeling life lacking in interest.
If talent were compared to soldiers, Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuqi’s people would likely be generals of the highest caliber, while he might be at the fifth or sixth level...
The weight of vision instantly touched Jiang Wang, and he discreetly withdrew his sword intent, temporarily pausing his observation of the "All Beings". He glanced at Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie, who equally showed surprise in their eyes, softly asking, "Have you found any clues?"
He almost resorted to transmitting sound individually to inquire, but fortunately remained clear-headed, avoiding an awkward situation.
Zheng Shangming shook his head: "Feng Gu’s death is riddled with doubts, and the clues are quite scattered. Although some information has been collected, it’s still uncertain whether it’s useful; we’ll need to compare statements to ascertain... How about Deputy Lin?"
"About the same as you," Lin Youxie said flatly.
Zheng Shangming pondered and asked, "Should we head back first, or continue?" freewebnovel.cσ๓
Lin Youxie replied, "Let’s head back; I want to examine that bowl of medicine."
The inspection of the medicinal soup can certainly only be conducted at the Patrol Inspection Bureau. Although Lin Youxie claimed to do it herself, it cannot be without supervision, so Zheng Shangming isn’t too concerned, diligently putting the military classic back at a distance.
"Let’s head back first and return tomorrow." He looked at Jiang Wang, "Will you head back first, or accompany us to the Patrol Inspection Bureau? You now have the authority to inspect Feng Gu’s corpse and investigate related documents and interrogate relevant personnel."
Jiang Wang looked at these two individuals, unable to judge whether they had obtained the desired clues...
Perhaps it’s just as well, sparing unnecessary worries.
"Let’s go to the Patrol Inspection Bureau," he said.
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...
The carriage was already in motion, the palace gate behind them locking again.
The Long Life Palace returned to silence.
Jiang Wang was still thinking about that screen wall.
The position of this screen wall was not far from the entrance of the Long Life Palace, and the painting was drawn by Jiang Wuqi himself, naturally able to represent some of Jiang Wuqi’s ideas or tendencies.
Capturing "All Beings" in one stroke naturally demonstrates immense planning.
But is this "All Beings" meant to "embrace all beings" or "govern all beings, first know all beings"?
Do the events occurring to kings, dukes, and commoners represent Jiang Wuqi’s view on the times?
When Feng Gu paused there, was there some mystery?
In this painting of a thousand faces, Jiang Wang quietly recalled it, observing what those who paused were doing, hoping to find possible connections.
This is meticulous and lengthy work, difficult to be distracted from.
The carriage came to a stop.
"We’ve arrived," Zheng Shangming alighted first.
Lin Youxie followed closely behind.
The three, each with their concerns, exchanged no words.
Jiang Wang followed behind them, entering Beiyaduwei once again.
This government office wielding immense power was vast, and although Jiang Wang had been here several times, he only saw a sparse portion, without grasping the full picture of Beiyaduwei.
Today was his first time seeing Beiyaduwei’s prison—
A metal building stood on barren ground, surrounded by no other structures, stone slabs unobstructed. The metal building itself was just where guards verified identities; the true prison was underground.
Zheng Shangming went to interrogate the maids and eunuchs of the Long Life Palace, Lin Youxie went first to inspect that bowl of medicine.
Jiang Wang followed neither, heading straight for the mortuary.
Beiyaduwei has a dedicated mortuary, not far from its prison...
It’s undoubtedly intimidating, as if destined for those tortured to be dragged there directly.
But such events are relatively rare.
Beiyaduwei has stringent procedures for investigating murders; today’s killers might be tomorrow’s guests in Beiyaduwei’s prison. Unauthorized murderers will face their consequences.
Compared to the Heavenly Prison managed by the Watchmen, Beiyaduwei’s prison appears far gentler.
Maid and eunuchs from the Long Life Palace temporarily held here are only for the secrecy of the case; they’ll be released once the case concludes, usually without harm.
Of course, Beiyaduwei’s prison internally also has different levels for corresponding criminals. The term "gentle" is relative.
A deceased of Feng Gu’s status enjoys a high-level private chamber in Beiyaduwei’s mortuary.
The door is guarded by dedicated personnel, passing in and out requires Beiyaduwei’s seal.
Even Jiang Wang entering has a constable from Beiyaduwei accompanying him, silently overseeing affairs within the room.
Under such measures, tampering with Feng Gu’s corpse is extremely difficult. To manipulate it without detection by seasoned Blue-plate Catchers is nearly impossible.
A solitary stone coffin sits prominently in the room’s center.
This precious stone coffin is not for everyone; its inscriptions prevent the corpse from decaying, retaining its state at the time of death as much as possible.
Thus, when Jiang Wang saw Feng Gu, the corpse hadn’t changed much.
The corpse was naked, with extremely fine knife marks, examined by Blue-plate Catchers countless times.
Jiang Wang could recognize some marks left by Lin Youxie. He had personally observed Lin Youxie perform an autopsy, familiar with her unique methods.
He gently closed his eyes, and upon opening them again, his left eye had turned crimson.
Examining the corpse under the Eye of Qian Yang, capturing details...
Of course, the result was nonexistent.
No other wounds besides the neck strangulation marks were found, nor signs of tampering.
Jiang Wang wasn’t hopeful to discover much, after which he discreetly applied the Art of Recall, hoping to reproduce some of Feng Gu’s Divine Soul Breath...
But he was very thoroughly dead, his Spirit scattered cleanly, leaving no trace.
Looking into Feng Gu’s perpetually wide eyes even post-mortem, Jiang Wang internally asked, "Do you realize that what you desire may never be achieved?"
This question naturally had no answer.
Jiang Wang stowed away the Eye of Qian Yang and turned to leave.
Accompanying Jiang Wang on the autopsy, the Blue-plate Catcher was a middle-aged man, probably in his forties.
Appearing quite reserved and reliable.
Silent throughout.
Not until Jiang Wang exited did he follow out, walking swiftly.
Passing the stone coffin, extending his palm swiftly over Feng Gu’s corpse, he clenched his fist seemingly grasping something, then quickly followed Jiang Wang out, closing the door and locking it.
The entire process carried no mortal air, flowing naturally...
Quite confident in avoiding anyone’s detection. He kept his eyes low, silent.
But what he didn’t see was...
Jiang Wang, walking through the corridor, flipped his left hand, a small dressing mirror quietly retracting.
His intention for using the Red Mirror to cover the mortuary was to assist himself in finding possible clues. Jiang Wang observed directly and then through the Red Mirror.
He didn’t expect to "see" such an interesting scene.
This accompanying Blue-plate Catcher, whose side is he on?
What does he aim to do, and what has he already done?
Jiang Wang felt certain that wasn’t routine inspection by Beiyaduwei of the body; if it were, there’d be no need for such secrecy, nor should it be concealed from Jiang Wang, the one examining the body.
An unsupervised inspection is inherently unjust.
Jiang Wang maintained an indifferent facade as he walked out.
No need to expose it for now; such operatives easily cut off follow-up leads once exposed. Moreover, even observing through the Red Mirror, Jiang Wang couldn’t discern what that person had done to Feng Gu’s corpse. Even starting a contention now, capturing the person might present no "evidence" and instead alarm any culprits.
Better to wait for follow-up.
Following standard procedure, he signed on the mortuary official’s log, confirming his visit there and completion of handling Feng Gu’s corpse.
Only then did he depart.
Throughout, Jiang Wang didn’t glance again at the constable accompanying him inside, but he had firmly memorized the person’s features—
Thick brows, deep eyes, large nose.
His eyes appeared gentle. But that right hand, it definitely has torn through many people’s lives.
Too relaxed, yet exceptionally steady.
