Chapter 184: Following Tracks

nternal injuries, nor any psychic damage."Teacher Zhang, he just vomited blood."Another classmate, being more responsible, immediately chimed in."Don't worry, he has a lot of pent-up emotions. Vomitin...The Military Police spent half a day at Yimin University, and they questioned almost all the teachers. Their accounts were almost identical to Ripple's, believing that Li Wenliang's wrongdoing implicated Professor Pan Wenbin.

Because of the presence of this great Buddha, Wu Lao, the military police were reluctant to go too far, so they eventually left Yimin University.

After returning to the office, Liàn Yī exchanged ideas with other teachers. Everyone was asked similar questions, but Liàn Yī took the longest time to enter the meeting room because she had encountered Pān Wén Bīn at the wonton stand, so she was asked the most questions.

"Why are they asking so many questions"

"We're not looking to get our hands involved in the school just yet, or else how would we keep running into trouble like this."

Mr. Sun said, then glanced at the ripples.

"Mr. Sun, you don't need to hint at them, I actually know why the Military Police came to school."

The ripples spoke directly and plainly.

"Why is that"

Everyone's attention is focused on the ripples here, including Teacher Sun from before.

After Pan Wenbin left school, he seemed to have gone to seek revenge on Li Wenliang. He died himself, and so did that Li Wenliang. His deputy also died. It is estimated that they couldn't find the murderer. Since the dead were military personnel, the investigation led to us. Fortunately, Pan Wenbin had already been dismissed.

I was just very unlucky. Pan Wenbin came to the school before he died, and I met him at the wonton stall. We said a few words, and as a result, they insisted that Pan Wenbin gave me something. As for what it was, they couldn't even say themselves, so they kept going back and forth asking.

"I'm so fed up with their questioning, I might as well tear my face and tell them, if they have any evidence or can find what they want from me, just go ahead and search. Don't think we don't have backing."

"Wow! You're really good at talking your way out of things. Aren't you afraid they'll actually catch you"

Mr. Sun scoffed.

"The military police have plenty of reasons to arrest someone. Since they're still being polite and asking questions, it proves they're afraid. I see no reason to swallow my anger and appear guilty. So, I just came straight to the point."

Ripples waved his hand in explanation.

"It seems that those who studied abroad just don't play by the same rules. They are at least braver than us, I was almost scared to death."

Mr. Sun patted his chest and said in a strange, eerie tone.

"What are you afraid of I don't believe there is no law or justice. If they want to interfere with school affairs, they must have sufficient reasons. Otherwise, Old Wu would go to President Shi for tea."

On one side, the office was still buzzing about the military police's inquiry today. On the other side, the military police captain spoke in a low voice and asked:

"Mr. John Lee, today we went to Yi Min University and asked everyone individually, but there weren't any results. What do you think"

"No, it's not that there were absolutely no gains. Teacher Wu Lianyi was very suspicious. It was too coincidental, and she was also too calm. She even dared to confront your military police."

The man referred to as John Lee is a Chinese national from Malaysia, and he speaks fluent Mandarin.

The military police captain, after hearing this, awkwardly rubbed his nose before speaking.

"This Teacher Wu almost ended up in our military police jail, but Old Wu came to his rescue."

She was indeed unlucky, being pursued by a scoundrel. She rejected him, and the man kept showering her with attention. However, he later died, and the murderer was never found. We're just saying that the woman looks pretty, right

John listened, his brows furrowing. No wonder that woman was so stubborn; she had been wronged once before and thought they were repeating the trick, so her reaction was so big.

Show me the information about the deceased person.

"Huh Oh! Okay! Please wait a moment, Mr. John Lee."

The military police captain immediately went to the archives to check the files.

Ripple finished her day's classes, went to the employee bathroom for a shower as usual, and then started preparing lessons. After finishing those tasks, she pulled out a notebook of notes, glanced at it for a while, and waited until it was time before turning off the lights to rest.

Even after lying down, ripples felt no sleepiness. She was lost in memories of the mixed-race man she had met today. His suit and tie featured a crimson ruby tie clip.

Although the glance was merely casual, she was certain she wasn't mistaken. This ruby tie clip, matched with the ruby pendant on Hu Qian and the strangled brooch found on Pan Wenbin, belonged to the same set, or perhaps came from the same old craftsman's hand.

Now she was certain there had to be a connection between the three of them, only she didn't know if it was a communication signal or something more profound.

She wouldn't dare keep the things she found near her, so she hid them in front of Huqian's chest in a secret safe house he had prepared for himself. This was still something Ripple found while searching through the original body's memories.

That room was located in the city center, and five years' rent had been paid upfront. It wasn't usually used for anything important, and Hu Qian wouldn't go there. It was used to store valuables and some important intel.

Hu Qian only takes refuge here when facing life-threatening danger. This is a common self-preservation tactic used by intelligence dealers like him, who operate like the "three burrows of the cunning rabbit".

Now that Hu Qian is dead, and this has gone undetected here, ripples are exploiting the situation. Previously, she also used Hu Qian's channels to sell information about the encirclement plan against the underground party for a price.

Now that she has been releasing information in the intelligence market for so long, she's going to check it out. It's just that the mixed-race man she met today set off her alarm bells. The other party was very sharp and seemed to have already suspected her.

"What a bother."

The ripple rolled over and fell fast asleep.

Before the final exams ended and winter break began, Lianyi could feel that she was being watched. She really wanted to kill all those who were watching her, but she couldn't do that. If she did, she would be exposed completely.

Before leaving school, Lianyi finally found the opportunity and went to a place where information peddlers gathered, an M-style bar.

Ripples disguised herself as a wanted criminal on the police bulletin, wearing that red cheongsam with white peonies and pinning the ruby brooch to her chest. She tied her hair up high and fastened a sandalwood carved hairpin. Then, she left the hiding place Hu Qian had prepared.

Pushing open the bar's door, one was met with dim lighting and groups of informants huddled together in hushed conversation. Only five lamps above the bar illuminated a small patch of space.

Lily walked straight up, placing her black handbag on the bar with practiced ease and ordering a drink.

Her appearance had already caught everyone's attention. Those who were more perceptive had a hunch that the ripples were connected to the three murders that had occurred in Anping Alley previously, so no one dared to approach her for a while.

As luck would have it, John Lee was also here today. The first thing he saw was the red figure sitting at the bar, and his brow furrowed immediately. He strode over there. Cao immediately packed a basket of things and called her eldest grandson to accompany her back to her parents' village.Things spread in this way, and in the following week, the number of people who w...