Clearly, as soon as she heard me say that her husband had returned, she abandoned the thought of killing me. I suppose I'm just lucky; otherwise, I might have been dead before long without understanding why.
Hearing this much, I had no desire to listen any longer. I already knew nearly everything that was necessary. As for the matter of the dead child, I would ask Aunt Wang about it later. Judging by the couple's behavior, they must have been aware of it.
I slowly stood up, peering inside from the windowsill, where I saw Brother Zhang's mother with her head bowed, incessantly caressing that expressionless photo.
I crouched down again and stealthily moved towards the front door.
Since there was nothing amiss, I decided to go out and inquire about the security guard. Of course, for such information, I had to consult a Yin Yang Master. After some difficulty, I managed to find the whereabouts of several Yin Yang Masters and set off in search of them according to those addresses.
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