Although I had solved the problem in the museum, the murderer’s last words still lingered in my head. Strangely, I was in a low mood.

Chuyi bid us farewell, and as usual, he didn’t tell me where he was headed.

While Li Mazi and I were packing our belongings to return home, I received a call from Song Zhong’s wife.

“Ma’am, did something happen?” I frowned and thought that something had happened to her family.

“Ah, no…” stammered Song Zhong’s wife.

I heaved a sigh of relief. “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“Are you still in Shenyang?”

“Yes, I am.”

She seemed to want to tell me something, but she sounded hesitant. After a long moment, she asked, “Could you help me with something?”

“Is it related to an otherworldly item?” I was surprised.

She hesitated for a while and said, “I’m not sure.”

Then, she briefed me on some details of the incident.

She had a cousin called Yuan Datou from her father’s side. Yuan Datou was a businessman who mainly worked in the three Northeastern provinces.

However, as the saying goes, all businessmen are devious. After Yuan Datou’s business prospered, he began to meddle with evil people. He befriended a bunch of thugs and often helped high-position officials and rich people deal with illegal matters.

A few days ago, he made a deal with a Taiwanese businessman. After the task was completed and he received the payment,...