Li Yang had been in Yongchuan for several days, and he noticed that the city had changed.
Of course, the change wasn't in its cleanliness, but rather in the complete absence of anyone associated with the "Dao Ren."
Without seeing any Dao Ren, he couldn't find Luo Wenwu.
This made Li Yang increasingly worried. Where had Wenwu gone?
He went to the courtyard where the Xie family mother and son had been held. New residents had moved in.
According to the current homeowner, the place was a rental, but the previous tenant had moved out before their lease was up, so quickly that they didn't even ask for the two months' rent they had already paid.
"When did they leave? Have you had any contact since then?"
"No, they left almost two weeks ago."
"Did they leave any messages when they departed? Or was there anything unusual?"
"Not really. Oh, I remember now. The night before they left, there was a fight here. They even broke a few of my stools."
A fight?
Li Yang frowned. Could it have been Luo Wenwu?
"Did you see who was involved in the fight? Was there a bald man? Were there any injuries?"
"I don't know about that. I only saw the room was messy when I came to check out the next day."
After bidding farewell to the landlord, Li Yang felt even more uneasy. He suspected the fight the landlord mentioned was likely related to Luo Wenwu.
The swift withdrawal of the Dao Ren indicated that Luo Wenwu's identity had been exposed, and they feared the police would come looking.
If Luo Wenwu's identity was exposed, and he had now disappeared, could it be that...?
Li Yang quickly called Hu Jia, informing her of everything that had happened.
Upon hearing this, Hu Jia also became anxious. She worried that something terrible had occurred and rushed to Yongchuan that afternoon.
Meanwhile, with Lü Qingqing's repeated search and arrest operations, the city became a place of constant tension.
For the past year, ever since she learned about the Dao Ren organization, Lü Qingqing had been working tirelessly to apprehend them.
After months of investigation, Lü Qingqing had thoroughly mapped out the Dao Ren's various strongholds.
From tea houses to restaurants, from restaurants to bookstores, from stilt houses to small villas, from small villas to large compounds.
Almost every named Dao Ren had been identified by the police.
Thus, the arrest operations were like a tidal wave, and soon all the Dao Ren whose names were known were locked up in police stations.
Lü Qingqing obviously didn't invite these people for tea. Of course, she knew very well that these individuals were mere pawns, incapable of accessing any core information.
However, too many flies can make things unbearable.
Arresting too many small fry would eventually uncover some unknown criminal activities.
Soon, these people began confessing to various crimes, including home invasions, violent assaults, and rape.
It seemed there was nothing they hadn't done, except perhaps arson and murder.
Ultimately, all these charges were attributed to the "Dao Ren organization."
Seeing the thick case files, Lü Qingqing couldn't help but feel angry, but more than that, she felt a surge of excitement.
What they needed now was to collect evidence of the Dao Ren's crimes, and all the confessions from these small-time criminals were enough to send Tang Yinge and "Sixth Master" to their deaths multiple times over.
One of the biggest discoveries was that many Dao Ren, when applying for jobs, had seen Tong Meng at the Dao Ren headquarters.
In other words, Tong Meng was now an open book, and Lü Qingqing could bring her in for questioning at any time.
But she didn't.
This was not out of any kindness; she simply wanted to see who else Tong Meng would contact at this critical juncture for the Dao Ren organization.
"So, are you still going to take all the blame?" Lü Qingqing looked confidently at Tang Yinge. The reason he remained tight-lipped was simply his lack of evidence.
Now, she had not only physical evidence but also witnesses. "Who exactly is Sixth Master, and how can he be contacted?"
According to the arrested Dao Ren.
Sixth Master was a mysterious figure who never showed his true face to anyone.
The number of people who might have seen him was negligible, and Tang Yinge was definitely one of them.
"I don't know who Sixth Master is. You've been investigating for so long; you should know, he always wears a mask when he meets people," Tang Yinge decided to protect Qiao Huali's identity.
"You're willing to risk your life for someone whose identity you don't even know? Do you think that's believable?" Lü Qingqing asked.
"In my eyes, only money is trustworthy," Tang Yinge chuckled. "So, I don't care who is behind it; as long as they pay me, it can be anyone."
Another confrontation, and Lü Qingqing was defeated again.
"Oh, by the way, do you remember the little secret I told you last time? I think I misspoke a word," Lü Qingqing suddenly asked Tang Yinge as she was leaving.
"What word?" Tang Yinge subconsciously looked up.
Lü Qingqing smiled, "Secret."
Tang Yinge was stunned, then realized. This bitch, how cunning she is.
Lü Qingqing hadn't actually misspoke a word. Her intention was merely to gauge Tang Yinge's reaction.
If Tang Yinge hadn't been curious about this secret, then perhaps he truly didn't know the real purpose behind those four sentences.
But Tang Yinge's reaction just now had revealed his true thoughts. It seemed Tang Yinge knew why Sixth Master was so keen on finding those four sentences.
"So why are you looking for these four sentences?" Lü Qingqing asked.
Tang Yinge ignored her.
"It's fine if you don't say. Someone else will gladly claim this credit."
Lü Qingqing turned to leave.
"Wait!" Now Tang Yinge couldn't sit still any longer. Before, he could still claim ignorance of all Dao Ren matters, but now he couldn't feign deafness any longer.
Lü Qingqing looked at Tang Yinge with a teasing smile. He took a deep breath. "Those four sentences are related to a treasure."
Tang Yinge recounted the entire sequence of events of the shooting case, including the missing treasure.
Lü Qingqing listened, tapping her fingers on the table. "So the shooting case back then was Sixth Master's doing?"
"Yes."
"And he killed Hu Shilong?"
"Correct."
"Li Zhenhui?"
"Him too."
"So, who is Sixth Master? I mean his public identity."
"I don't know. I've never seen his true face."
Lü Qingqing stared at Tang Yinge for a long time.
Since he had confessed to all the questions, there was no reason for him to conceal Sixth Master's identity.
Therefore, she chose to believe him for the time being.
The moment Lü Qingqing closed the cell door and left, a faint, cunning smile appeared on Tang Yinge's lowered head.
How could he possibly tell her Sixth Master's true identity?
After all, his best hope of walking out of here alive was Qiao Huali.
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In Qiao Huali's office. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Tong Meng sounded somewhat anxious. "Lü Qingqing went to interrogate Tang Yinge again."
"Don't worry. She won't find anything out," Qiao Huali said with great confidence.
Tong Meng didn't understand why Qiao Huali was so sure, as everyone had weaknesses.
However, Qiao Huali didn't offer further explanation.
Tang Yinge was his brother of many years. He trusted that he wouldn't self-destruct his future.
Tang Yinge could confess everything about the Dao Ren and the shooting case, but he would never reveal his identity.
After all, Tang Yinge had a family, didn't he?