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"Have you found the body of that man?" Misha pressed.
"No, so that Miss hasn't given up yet; she's still searching," Wang Zhanggui said, sighing. "It's pitiful. Her in-laws blame her, complaining that she knew about the strange happenings in Meizhou City and still insisted on involving her husband, which led to this tragedy."
Her in-laws even threw a divorce paper and her dowry right outside Zhang Residence, leaving the elderly couple furious and anxious, bedridden with illness, while that Miss struggled alone. Just a few days ago, I caught a glimpse of her; at the tender age of eighteen, she already bore the weariness of someone in their thirties.
Misha sighed in sympathy. "Not finding the body means there's still hope."
Indeed, that Miss is holding on to this thread of hope. If the body were to appear and she released that breath of despair, the Zhang family would soon face ruin.
Such precedents exist in the city; many families have mourned for men whose whereabouts were unknown, with mourning banners hanging outside their doors from the beginning of the year until they fell into disrepair, without anyone taking them down.
I just heard Wang Zhanggui mention that the Wedding Procession doesn't harm people?
Wang Zhanggui nodded confidently. "I've seen those experts fight against the Wedding Procession myself. That procession indeed hasn't harmed anyone; it simply evades their attacks while creating ominous winds to obstruct them, nothing more."
Moreover, there have been no announcements of deaths among experts or Yard Officers from the Government.
That's strange. The man carried by the bridal sedan can kill. Yet when faced with those experts who repeatedly obstruct their procession, they have the ability to fight back but choose to hold back. Isn't that contradictory?
Wang Zhanggui wore a puzzled expression. "I only felt reassured enough to open this inn after witnessing that procession not killing anyone."
So, has anyone seen that procession kill a male bride?
No! Each time they encountered bodies, they were already dead for quite some time and stiff.
Very peculiar.
Wang Zhanggui whispered, "I also find it strange; this method doesn't seem like something a group would do."
I have someone in Yamen, so I was curious and inquired about it. I heard that those corpses had suffered considerable torment before death; their blood was drained, leaving them lifeless, their faces shriveled as if aged many years, with hair turning gray and brittle.
Sang Qingxiao and Qi Xiaomian exchanged glances; none of these details were recorded in any Case Files.
Sang Qingxiao quickly asked, "Is it really that terrifying? What Wang Zhanggui said is true?"
"True! My niece married a Capturer from Yamen. I managed to extract this information while drinking with him. Drunken truths come out easily; besides, it was on the day they discovered the bodies. Even if my son-in-law was drunk, his voice trembled with fear."
Just like Wang Zhanggui now; he has a low tolerance for alcohol but is drinking heavily, revealing secrets they wouldn't normally share.
Misha continued to inquire, "It seems those deaths haven't spread widely; we asked around before entering the city and no one mentioned these things."
Ah, what do common folks know? There are so many Patrol officers in the city; when they discover bodies, it's always at dawn when it's barely light out. The townspeople are all asleep then.
Only the Patrol members could be seen. As soon as they spotted the body, they hurriedly wrapped it in cloth, leaving the common people no chance to see the corpse.
This was for the best, as it prevented the citizens from panicking excessively.
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