After all, this was a prison, and none of the three of them had a proper rest, nor did they dare to blink.
Sun Sanlang's death, the mysterious pastry booklet, and the damned mastermind lurking in the darkness—all of this became a heavy stone, carrying the power to destroy the world, pressing down on the hearts of Zheng Heyi, Liuyun, and Qingju.
Just as He Yi and her two companions were trapped in a prison, desperately analyzing the case one by one...
In the West Market, in a narrow, filthy alley, a figure sat slumped on the ground like a rag doll, trembling uncontrollably.
The moonlight fell on the man's face, and his lips trembled violently, while his fingers and shoulders were completely out of control.
This man was none other than Lin Shoucai, the manager of Zhengtianxiangfang and Fulai Inn.
[That's really strange, what is Lin Shouchai doing in the West Market?]
[Are you brain-dead, upstairs? Even a fool could figure out why Lin Shoucai is here.]
There's a cause-and-effect relationship between these events; didn't you read the preceding text?
[Vicious female supporting character, beware of the A and B sides...]
The pale moonlight fell on Lin Shouchai's lifeless face, making him look eerie and terrifying. His lips trembled violently; he clearly wanted to stand up, but after several attempts, he still couldn't stand steadily.
He collapsed, trembling and unsteady, on the steps of someone's backyard. At the same time, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and soon his clothes were soaked with sweat.
The moonlight bathed the alleyway and fell generously upon Lin Shoucai. He looked up at the moon, which was shrouded in hazy clouds, and began to gasp for breath.
Lin Shoucai's chest heaved violently; at that moment, he looked like a drowning person who had just struggled out of the sea.
Thinking about it now, it turns out that the fatal accidental killing really had nothing to do with Zheng Heyi and the others; the murderer was none other than Lin Shoucai.
Some time ago, Lin Shoucai heard from Lin Shi that he had searched for Sun Sanlang three times, but he had failed to get any money from him each time. However, Lin Shi also revealed that Sun Sanlang had a basement.
The basement was filled with gold and silver jewelry accumulated over the years. In fact, as a gambler, he had naturally squandered all that money, but Lin Shoucai still wanted to try his luck.
Since things had come to this point, Lin Shoucai would naturally be happy if he could actually get some money, so he went to find the other party in the middle of the night.
In the struggle, he accidentally killed Sun Sanlang. Lin Shoucai only panicked when the dagger pierced Sun Sanlang's heart.
"Dead! Dead!" Lin Shoucai looked down at his hands and suddenly screamed, "He's really dead... I killed him! I killed someone! I'm doomed! I, Lin Shoucai, am going to be beheaded! I killed someone!"
Lin Shoucai collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. He nervously looked behind him, worried that the constables would come to arrest him, and he kept muttering to himself.
Actually, there wasn't a drop of blood on his hands. But at that moment, when Lin Shoucai raised his hand, he felt that his hands were covered in blood.
[As expected, it's all about the money.]
[That Lin Shoucai is so impulsive! How could Sun Sanlang possibly have any money?]
[He's already lost everything at the gambling den, how could he possibly have any money left? He's completely forgotten about Lin Shoucai coming back to ask the Lin family for money, tsk tsk...]
The scene of Sun Sanlang's death kept replaying in Lin Shoucai's mind. Every time he thought of it, he felt a chill run down his spine and was now trembling uncontrollably.
"I, Lin Shoucai, have killed someone. I have committed a terrible sin. I didn't get the silver, but I killed someone instead. I deserve to die." Lin Shoucai slowly stood up and looked back at Sun Sanlang again.
His eyes were filled with an indescribable fear.
Normally it wouldn't be a problem; he just harbored this evil thought but didn't act on it. But yesterday he drank, and when he drinks, he tends to overthink things, and now...
Harboring this foolish dream of getting rich without working, he found his way to Sun Sanlang's house in the West Market.
Lin's words still echoed in Lin Shoucai's ears like a curse. In fact, the reason why he made such an exaggerated statement was simply to secure his position.
So, the Lin family had absolutely no idea whether Sun San was rich or not?
[But Lin saw the basement; wouldn't she know if there was silver inside? The fact that she and Sanlang discussed leaving the capital to live elsewhere proves that Lin actually approved of Sun Sanlang.]
Goodness, what was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener.
[Indeed, the truly unlucky one is Lin Shoucai; how could he possibly know whether Sun Sanlang was rich or not?]
To let her younger brother Lin Shoucai know that although she was past her prime, she was not useless, after all, she still had Sun San.
The original words were: "That gambler Sun San, who deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces, is still bigger than a horse even when he's dead! You didn't see the jewelry in the basement back then."
Lin Shoucai also knew that her sister was a shrewd and capable person. When she met Sun Sanlang before, she suspected that her sister had a problem with her judgment.
Upon further reflection, how could the Lin family possibly engage in a losing business? The Lin family must have known all along that Sun Sanlang possessed a considerable amount of gold and silver jewelry. Furthermore, the imperial constables in the capital generally do not concern themselves with matters within gambling dens.
In other words, anything that happens inside the casino, or who makes how much money or who extorts money, is handled internally by the casino itself, with the authorities turning a blind eye.
So, Sun Sanlang must have accumulated quite a bit of silver over the years.
To be honest, even a god can lose in the long run.
Perhaps Sun San was indeed wealthy back then, but things are different now.
Even Madam Lin muttered confidently, "That damned bastard, who's clearly rolling in money, was willing to give me silver, saying that Zheng Yu confiscated it all. Is Zheng Yu really that powerful? He must still have some savings! All that gold and silver jewelry is hidden in that basement!"
Upon hearing this, a picture appeared in Lin Shoucai's mind: in that dark, sunless dugout, there was an abundance of money.
The silver was piled up like a mountain, so the most urgent task was to find it. If I hadn't known about this, I wouldn't have bothered, but I found out about it by accident.
That's not all; he also has something to hold against him. Back when his sister was having an affair with Sun Sanlang, Sun Sanlang killed Hongjuan. Using Hongjuan's past is the best way to blackmail him.
What's more, Lin continued to grumble, "That damned turtle is unwilling to give it to me. After all, I've given him a lot of money over the years. If we could get this money, my brother and I could turn our lives around! Why would we need to put up with Zheng Heyi's attitude? We might as well quit this damn business of Zhengtianxiangfang."
These words are nothing short of poison.
After hearing this, Lin Shoucai couldn't sleep all night, and the image of "mountains of silver" kept appearing in his mind.
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