Chapter 50

The first thing that caught the eye was the only entrance to the outer wall of the government office, the main gate located on the central axis to the south. Everyone called it the "head gate," and it was not just a simple passageway but a building with a roof. This type of gate with a roof symbolized that even the most powerful person still had a sky above their head and was subject to the law!

Its design was strictly regulated by law and etiquette. No matter how large the state or county, the main gate could only have three bays. Each bay had two black-painted doors, making a total of six doors, hence the government office was often colloquially called the "Six-Door Office." There was a popular saying, "The six doors of the government office are open, but if you have no money, don't come in." Although it exaggerated the role of money, it was a truth for the common people. The clerks, scribes, and other civil servants in the government office were all referred to as the "Six-Door Office's affairs."

The Six-Door Office in the capital was naturally different. Each constable here was a former head constable in the state or county, and they had to be the best in both achievements and martial arts to be eligible to serve in the capital. So, don't be fooled by how these guys behind Ling Xiao looked like mute people; they were all highly skilled.

On the way, they passed through various checkpoints, and the strictness of the Six-Door Office indeed opened Ling Xiao's eyes. Even if the constables knew each other, they still had to exchange passwords and check their waist plates. Of course, there were things that Ling Xiao found fault with in this imposing and powerful Six-Door Office, "Did you offend the construction workers? The completely black theme will make people feel depressed and irritable if they stay too long. Irritability leads to mistakes, and once you make a mistake, your virtue is compromised!" Ling Xiao looked at the black floor, black ceiling, black pillars, chairs, and tables, and couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable.

You want to appear serious, but you don't have to make it as gloomy as a graveyard! Seeing that the constables around him still ignored him, Ling Xiao said indifferently, "I'm quite familiar with the guys from the Engineering Bureau. Do you want me to introduce a creative and artistic designer to you to completely renovate this place? If the criminals can relax a bit, they might confess without being tortured!"

"Shut up! Don't think that joking can help you get away with it." The leading constable finally couldn't bear it and shouted at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was taken aback and asked, "Sir, you are so heroic and extraordinary, may I ask your name?"

The leading constable snorted, puffed out his chest, and said solemnly, "I am Han Long, one of the Four Great Constables!"

Ling Xiao stumbled forward, "This... I didn't hear clearly, could you repeat that?"

Han Long probably thought he was intimidated by his extraordinary aura, sneered, and continued, "I am one of the Four Great Constables..."

"Stop!"

Ling Xiao decisively stopped him, looked at Han Long with a strange gaze, and then looked at Leng Lingqi. After a while, he finally realized, "Damn! So you are the Four Great Constables of the Six-Door Office! I almost wet my pants! I thought the plot had completely collapsed!" He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Too arrogant! Is this a disregard for the honor of the Four Great Constables? Is this a disregard for the dignity of the entire Six-Door Office!

"Move on!" Ling Xiao, who had provoked the anger of everyone, was pushed hard by the constables around him.

Ling Xiao shrugged, smiled apologetically, and continued forward. He didn't know if the "black room" was a tradition from ancient times, but he was brought into a very dark and small space.

His hands were shackled and raised above his head with chains. Standing in front of him were Han Long, Leng Lingqi, and a bare-chested, extremely muscular man. Looking at the whip in the man's hand, it was easy to guess what he was there for.

Blinking, he asked uncertainly, "Are you going to interrogate me?"

"It depends on whether you are honest enough," Han Long said coolly, and the big man cracked the whip for effect.

Ling Xiao frowned and sighed, "So many things so early in the morning. By the way, I still don't know why you arrested me."

Han Long took off his helmet, revealing a resolute face, and asked with a frown, "Have you heard of the Colorful Performer?"

Ling Xiao was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered, "Isn't this about yesterday's incident! Did Black Rock make a move again? What is it this time, framing someone? After a pause, he still confessed, "If you mean the Colorful Performer who neither practices martial arts nor performs well, I guess I know him."

Han Long's expression improved slightly at Ling Xiao's honesty and continued, "Since you admit it, where were you last night?"

"Last night?" Ling Xiao was a bit puzzled. Why did it sound like he was being interrogated as a suspect? Did Black Rock frame him after killing someone? But wouldn't that be too childish! He thought for a moment and then confessed, "I went to Chang Le Fang last night, and then I suddenly lost interest and went back to the clinic."

"Is there anyone who can vouch for you?" Han Long pressed.

Ling Xiao found it a bit amusing, "So you arrest people first and then investigate? This is quite an eye-opener."

"The Six-Door Office will not let any evil go unpunished. How we handle cases is not for you to comment on! Answer my question," Han Long shouted, and the big man cracked the whip again.

This time, it successfully made Ling Xiao angry. He laughed in anger, "You don't listen, you don't understand, you don't act, and when you act, you make mistakes, and you don't admit them. If you had done even a little investigation before arresting me, you would know that at least half of the martial artists in the capital saw me at Chang Le Fang last night!"

Han Long laughed, "Half of the martial artists in the capital? Who do you think you are? Ye Gu Cheng!"

"Oh, he was there too."

Han Long took a deep breath, "It seems you won't admit it until you see the evidence. Fine, I'll make you lose with no regrets." He took out a portrait from his pocket.

Ling Xiao leaned in and saw it was himself. He laughed at Leng Lingqi, "Where did you find this portrait? It's quite well-drawn!"

"This was found on the body of the Colorful Performer," Leng Lingqi said coolly.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment and then understood, "No wonder! So you think I killed him?"

"That's right," Leng Lingqi said.

"It wasn't me, although I wish it was."

Han Long sneered, "All criminals say that." He gave a signal, and the big man went out. A moment later, he came back with a box.

When Ling Xiao saw the box, a surge of anger rose in him. The place, which was already somewhat eerie, suddenly became even colder. Leng Lingqi and Han Long, who were highly sensitive, noticed the change and tightened their grips on their swords. To them, fighting was a daily occurrence, but the ability to condense killing intent to the point of affecting the environment was rare, indicating that he had reached a certain level in some field. For example, the great scholars of the Hanlin Academy always influenced those around them, making them dare not to be the slightest bit disrespectful.

"Best not to make any rash moves, this is the Six-Door Office!" Han Long, seeing the iron shackles on Ling Xiao's wrists, felt a bit relieved.

Ignoring Han Long's warning, Ling Xiao asked coldly, "Did you raid my home?"

Han Long sneered, "Yes, we did. How else would we find these bullets! The wounds on the Colorful Performer's body match these bullets exactly. You are the murderer."

"Is the young woman in the clinic safe?" Ling Xiao asked without arguing.

Han Long's eyes narrowed. Ling Xiao's disregard for him had already made him extremely angry. He almost shouted, "Your clinic contained a large number of lethal weapons. The woman has been brought to the Six-Door Office. If she confesses, she might suffer less. Unfortunately, your master escaped, but we have sealed off the entire city, and he won't get away!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and actually smiled. The smile was calm, and his eyes were as still as a lake, without a ripple, or perhaps it could be described as dead still. This scene was bizarre to Han Long but terrifying to Leng Lingqi.

According to the constable who found him, Leng Lingqi was raised by wolves in his childhood due to the wolf poison in his body, which made it hard for him to get rid of his wolf nature. Whenever he was extremely angry, he would transform into a werewolf and do things that hurt others and himself. However, the wolf poison also gave him an extraordinary animal instinct, and this instinct told him that Ling Xiao was dangerous at this moment.

"Is that so? So the woman is here too?" Ling Xiao asked as if he didn't care much.

"That's right, she is in the next room, and Cen Chong, the head of the Four Great Constables, is interrogating her," Han Long answered, a bit puzzled. Could the woman be the mastermind? Why wasn't he worried about himself but focused on other things?

Ling Xiao's face suddenly darkened, and he sighed with a tone of disappointment, "Do you know? You are in big trouble! I now have to do something I don't want to do but must do to calm someone's anger."

Just as the others were confused, a wild roar exploded in their ears, the sound so loud that it hurt their ears and made their minds feel like they were filled with countless flies. Ling Xiao grabbed the iron shackles and exerted all his strength, causing rocks to fly and the thick iron chains to be pulled out of the black stone wall.

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