Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Tian'er's smile disappeared, and her face turned cold: "Since you think I am the murderer of the seventh-ranked gold medalist, then arrest me and bring me to justice."

Zuan shook his head: "Of course I believe you. Even if you were the murderer, given our relationship, I would never arrest you."

He's not a detective like Conan with a strong sense of morality, who would still bring the murderer to justice no matter how desperate or excusable the circumstances.

Tang Tian'er then stopped crying and smiled: "Brother Zu is the best. I didn't misjudge you."

Zu An stood up and said, "I need to verify some things now, so I'll take my leave first."

"Leaving so soon?" Tang Tian'er said reluctantly.

"Have you been in Yi County all this time?" Zu An asked.

“That’s not necessarily true. Sometimes I come to Xiaoyao Tower as a guest, and sometimes I have to go back to handle some matters of the Zhenhai Chamber of Commerce,” Tang Tian’er changed the subject. “But since you’re in Yi County, Brother Zu, I won’t be going back to Yunzhong County anytime soon. You can come to see me anytime. My door is always open for you.”

Zu An completely ignored her last sentence. Despite her young age, she had a flirtatious and seductive air about her. No wonder she could be the most famous socialite in a place like Xiaoyao Tower, where all sorts of people mingle.

As she watched him take his leave, the smile on Tang Tian'er's face gradually disappeared, and as the candlelight flickered, she was enveloped in shadow.

...

After leaving Xiaoyao Tower, Zu'an headed straight for Blackwater Pool on the outskirts of the city.

At night, the water in the Black Pool is as black as ink, eerie and chilling.

Zuan coldly shouted, "Come out and see me!"

To everyone's surprise, after several shouts, there was no response from below.

Zu An's expression changed, and he jumped into the pool. He sank down, only to find that the cave at the bottom of the pool was deserted and the turtle spirit was nowhere to be seen.

He searched the cave for a while but found no useful clues.

However, they eventually found a line of crookedly carved words on a stone platform: "You scoundrel, Grandpa Turtle is gone!"

Zuan's expression suddenly became extremely interesting. The turtle spirit had sincerely said that it had spent hundreds of years here to gradually gather incense offerings and would not give up easily to avoid spending hundreds more years. Zuan believed it, but he never expected that he would actually be deceived by the turtle spirit in the end!

Only then did he realize that when he went down into the Blackwater Pool to investigate, those bluish-gray hands from the ground directly grabbed him. There was no divine will in them; it was more like he was possessed by a vengeful ghost. Clearly, it had many wronged souls under its command. Unfortunately, it was too good at sweet talk and actually fooled him.