Chapter 1252 — The Astonished Yang Huaijun
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"My advancement... was Wei Zhao's doing as well," Qiu Lingshan sighed softly. "Shocking, isn't it? I was shocked too..."
"You two dual-cultivated?" Yang Huaijun knit his brows slightly and asked.
"No." Qiu Lingshan shook her head. "It is rather embarrassing to say, but I tried to seduce him — and failed."
Before a brotherly figure like him, Qiu Lingshan saw no need to hide it. If it made her look ridiculous, so be it.
Yang Huaijun, however, paid no mind to her word "seduce" — his attention had fastened on the first half of her answer. "If you didn't dual-cultivate, then your strength — you mean he raised it directly, with nothing in between?"
"Exactly. In a single day — less than a day, really — I advanced." Qiu Lingshan smiled ruefully. "I really don't know whether he has even more formidable tricks up his sleeve... And Big Brother Yang, to be frank with you, in those cases I cracked after your pointers, it was always Wei Zhao I went to — and he settled every last one of them."
"Solving cases — that I know about. Eagle... that is, Wei Zhao, when he was on our squad, had an uncanny nose about him; he could sense things no ordinary person could." Yang Huaijun paused. "But this business of advancing strength, I know little about. Still, Lingshan, you are never to speak of this to anyone else again — it must be kept strictly secret, you understand? The matter is far too weighty."
"I know. Besides you, Big Brother Yang, only my younger sister knows of it." Qiu Lingshan's face was grave as she spoke; she understood the gravity of the thing, even if Wei Zhao himself seemed not to care in the least — the man had gone and raised his own dog to the late-stage peak of the Yellow Realm, turning the poor mutt into a top dog.
"Good — let us leave it there." Yang Huaijun had no intention of pressing for details. On that score he would question Wei Zhao himself, and he trusted that Wei Zhao would hold nothing back from him. Making Qiu Lingshan spill everything was, in the end, not quite proper — who knew what Wei Zhao might come to think of her if she did.
So Yang Huaijun steered the conversation straight elsewhere. "Xiao Song, tell me — what brings you to me this time? What trouble have you run into now?"
"Mm — a string of disappearances." Qiu Lingshan took out the case files and handed them over. "Take a look, Big Brother Yang. On the face of these files, the missing persons have nothing whatsoever to do with one another — yet the circumstances of their vanishing are all very much the same..."
"Mm, let me have a look first." Yang Huaijun nodded, accepted the files, then sat down on the edge of the bed nearby and began leafing through them.
Qiu Lingshan said nothing; she simply stood to one side, waiting in silence.
"Why don't you sit? Since when are you so polite when you come to see me?" Yang Huaijun gestured toward the sofa with an amused smile. There were no few files, but every disappearance much resembled the next; after reading through a handful he merely skimmed the rest, then snapped the folder shut. "What do you make of it? Let's hear your thoughts first."