Early in the morning, as soon as Shen Hao stepped out the door, he heard about a case that happened last night.
"General Flag, it was the shopkeeper of Fushun Inn and a guest who were stabbed to death by a waiter surnamed Wang in the inn. When the governmental officers arrived, that waiter slit his own throat and killed himself. They say the scene was ghastly."
"A waiter killed someone? Fushun Inn?"
"Yeah, they say the waiter went mad or caught some illness, lost his mind…"
The guard casually relayed what he'd heard that morning to Shen Hao, but Shen Hao listened with a deepening frown. He actually knew both the Fushun Inn's shopkeeper and the waiter surnamed Wang—they were witnesses from the Wen Renhai case, people he'd seen not long ago.
"Besides the Fushun Inn shopkeeper and the waiter, who was the other dead guest?"
"Um… seemed like… oh right, it was the shopkeeper of a newly opened shop in the East Market, seemed like he sold boots?"
Shen Hao's brows creased even tighter.
