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The next day, a group of Qing brand catchers gathered in the courtyard.
Since the establishment of the pursuit team, it had become a standard to meet twice daily, once in the morning and once in the evening, to summarize clues and discuss the case.
Jiang Wang sometimes could attend and sometimes could not; it often depended on the importance of the case.
Today, when he came out, he paid special attention and noticed that Ma Xiong's expression was a bit unnatural.
Clearly, Yue Leng's methods were somewhat frightening, to the extent that even Ma Xiong, a Grade-4 Qing brand catcher who dealt with punishments year-round, found hard to adapt.
But Lin Youxie looked as usual. It was hard to tell if her will was exceptionally strong, or if she was simply accustomed to such sights.
The King of Mount Tai was still in the living room; the screams had stopped at dawn, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive.
