"Yo, good morning uncle, this is for you."
"Aunty, you’re looking particularly radiant today, here’s yours."
"Sis, that ring is gorgeous, must’ve been a gift from your beau, huh. Hey, I can just tell. When’s the wedding? Rember to invite , oh, and I’ll ask Old Tan to bring a gift on my behalf."
Tan Yunlong was originally leaning back in his office chair with his feet up on the desk, dozing off when a familiar voice reached his ears.
Opening his eyes, he saw his son distributing breakfast while naturally chatting and picking up conversations with the office colleagues.
Tan Yunlong had always been aware of his son’s extroverted and carefree personality, but the vibe being exhibited at the mont made the father feel sowhat alienated.
It seed enthusiastic, yet carried a distance that didn’t put people off. The colleagues’ reactions were also interesting, not as casual as they would be with other colleagues’ children, but rather reserved.
The atmosphere almost made it seem as if a high-ranking official had deliberately co down to mingle with the common folk.
Most crucially, today was the boy’s first visit to his new workplace.
"Co, Dad, this is ours."
Tan Yunlong put down his feet.
Tan Wenbin picked up a towel from a nearby rack, patted down the desk with it, and then set down the stead buns, deep-fried dough sticks, and soy milk.
"Dad, why didn’t you sleep in the dorm? I went all the way there to find you this morning and ca up empty. Almost thought you took advantage of Mom being away to go have so fun."
"If you can’t talk like a human being, just shut your mouth."
Tan Yunlong took a bite of a stead bun.
Lately, he had only been going back to the dorm to shower and change clothes without getting much real sleep, mostly spending ti in the office in this way.
"Dad, is Mom’s work not sorted yet? When is she coming to Jinling? She really needs to keep an eye on you, look at the state of disarray you’re in."
"We’ll see. If your mom cos over rashly, she will be unfamiliar with everything here, have nothing to do, and I won’t have much ti to accompany her either."
"Is it a problem with the housing? Should I rent one for you?"
"Do you have that much money?"
"Plenty more than your salary."
Tan Yunlong glared at him but didn’t say anything more, knowing the money his wife and the grandparents gave to the son, this kid never even brought it up.
"Coming here so early, is there sothing with Xiao Yuan?"
Tan Wenbin cleared his throat, held up a deep-fried dough stick in both hands, and earnestly said, "By the decree of the Dragon King, bestowed by Heaven..."
Seeing Tan Yunlong still eating his stead bun.
Tan Wenbin purposefully said, "How dare you, kneel down and receive the decree."
Tan Yunlong reached for the buckle on his belt.
"Dad, your son has a favor to ask!"
...
"It turns out my current dorm used to be the won’s dorm a few years ago, no wonder the urinals in the public toilet on the floor are positioned so oddly, they were added later."
Tan Wenbin was quickly flipping through files and taking notes in a notebook—he couldn’t help it, he didn’t have the kind of brain like Yuanzi who could rember everything after quickly flipping through the pages.
Five years ago, the dormitory building was still a female dormitory, later changed into a male dorm after the college restructured. During the five-year period from ten to five years ago, two notable cases happened involving female students who lived there.
One was the disappearance of Tang Qiuying.
The other was the suicide of Qian ishu.
Tang Qiuying disappeared during her college years, and despite extensive searches by the school, police, and her family, she remained unaccounted for.
Qian ishu committed suicide by drinking pesticide in her dorm and left a suicide note that involved relationship issues.
Tan Wenbin tapped the photo of Tang Qiuying, guessing that if the ghost in high heels was indeed one of these two won, it was more likely to be Tang Qiuying.
Because, as Brother Xiao Yuan said, the ghost in high heels’ corpse must have been buried near the dormitory building, becoming a certain bond that restricted its movent.
Whereas the suicide Qian ishu, her body would have definitely been taken care of.
Regrettably, that night when Yuanzi was interrogating the ghost in high heels, he didn’t "go Underworld," so he didn’t see the ghost’s true face, otherwise, he could now compare with the photos in the dossier.
Since both were forr university students, there were ID photos of them in the files.
"Dad, can I take these two files back with first?"
"Just rember to return them on ti."
"You’re being so agreeable?"
"I want to solve the case," Tan Yunlong paused, then added, "If there’s really a clue from Xiao Yuan’s end, remind Xiao Yuan to notify the police in ti."
"Understood, of course." Tan Wenbin stuck his head out and glanced over the desk, asking, "How’s the progress on Qiu Minmin’s case?"
Tan Yunlong handed a bag to Tan Wenbin, "This contains my recent findings, not filed yet, take it back for Xiao Yuan."
"Wow, Old Tan, you’re really getting the hang of it. I’ll petition the Dragon King to grant you the title of Crab General."
"Heh, then what are you?"
"I’m naturally the Turtle Pri Minister."
Tan Yunlong took a deep breath.
"Hehe." Tan Wenbin was putting the files into his bag when he glanced at another stack of files next to him. He subconsciously flipped through it and suddenly noticed a photo.
The photo captured a water tank with a person standing inside, who was abnormally tall.
Upon closer inspection, it was found that the person was on stilts, but due to the obstruction of the water surface, the stilts weren’t very obvious.
The person was dressed in white, wearing a tall hat, with a ghastly white face, and holding a white lantern in each hand.
One lantern read: Underworld.
The other read: Escort.
Tan Yunlong noticed his son’s movent and said, "That stack you’re looking at just got sorted out for use by soone else, it’s unrelated to the two cases you’re investigating."
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