The guilt of carrying a jade invites doom; Liu Mang felt a pang of regret for Han Tong, who lacked the power but possessed valuable treasures and ultimately courted a murderous fate.
He didn't know Han Tong well and couldn't say he was heartbroken, but he found the martial arts manual Han Tong had mentioned and tucked it into his pocket.
Lu Mengyao said, "That kind of thing could be a clue. You can't take it."
Liu Mang replied, "He already gave it to me; it's mine now. And remember, what you heard and saw just now, don't tell anyone, or you'll get yourself into big trouble."
"I'm a policewoman; how could I not report a clue?"
"What clue do you know, just that the killer is a strong woman? What can the police investigate with that? I'll give you a hint, that woman is from the realm of mystical arts, she doesn't leave a trace. Trying to find her is going to be very, very difficult. I'm actually quite curious why Han Tong was pointing at you before he died."
