Chapter 21 So What If I Know a Little Trick

Being a transmigrator, if you can't copy poetry, can't pick up soap to blow glass, it's quite shameful.

Wang Yunxiao just didn't have that kind of talent, he had almost forgotten all the poems and verses that were supposed to be memorized from the textbooks.

But he discovered that he could pick locks.

Well…

In this day and age, which corporate slave who spends all day in bed scrolling through short videos on their phone doesn't have a bit of know-how in blade refining, rust removal, wilderness survival, and fixing donkey hooves, am I right?

Besides, the lock on the cell door at the police station wasn't high tech either, just a simple big iron padlock with a key as thick as a finger.

Wang Yunxiao broke his makeshift knife into pieces, fashioned a small iron strip, fiddled with it inside the lock for a moment, then took it out to bite it, and with a gentle twist, the lock was open.

There weren't many people on duty at the police station at night, and the corridors were deserted, with only a few lights on, dimly lit.

Wang Yunxiao silently made his way to the second floor, habitually glancing at the ceiling around the corner.

No cameras.

Of course, there couldn't be any cameras, it was just his own unnecessary worries.

He didn't know how he had developed these bad habits, probably from playing too many domestic video games.

Logically speaking, after an interrogation, the police would summarize the paper records into a case file. Since today's incident happened late, with their work ethic, they definitely hadn't filed the case into the archives yet. It was probably left on their own or their leader's desk to be finished the next morning.

During his interrogation, Wang Yunxiao had taken the opportunity to quickly survey the layout of the police station. He knew which department was responsible for what, and after coming out, he wasted no time and went directly to the office of the officer who had interrogated him.

Thankfully, there were no anti-surveillance measures in place.

Quietly prying open the door lock, he walked in and shut the door behind him. Wang Yunxiao tiptoed from desk to desk until he finally found what he was looking for on one of them.

A thick stack of documents.

It had not only his and his brother's interrogation records but also records from the passerby who called the police, the Du brothers, Madam Meng and her daughters, as well as Lv'er and several card players.

Wang Yunxiao flipped through the records, using the faint light from outside the window to rapidly absorb all the written information on the papers into his mind.

On the whole, there wasn't much discrepancy from the truth.

Even the records from the Du brothers didn't contain any tricks; the two honestly admitted to fighting over losing money at cards, just skipping over the part about foul language and behaving like rogues.

If the police really believed what they said, then logically, they shouldn't have been detained until now.

The evidence was clear and distinct, what else was there to investigate?

It seemed that the problem didn't lie here.

Wang Yunxiao carefully erased all traces he had left, exited the office, and was about to return to the cell when he heard the sound of talking somewhere down the hallway.

Instinctively, he snuck along the wall and saw that one of the offices had the lights on, with the faint sound of someone making a phone call inside.

"Impossible, I can't do it!"

Director Sun spoke through gritted teeth on the phone, "Your threats are useless; I'm just a district director, not the almighty Laozi. Detaining them for a day is already my limit. Once the city bureau notices something's off and sends someone over… Are you deaf? I said I can't do it! I have no way..."

He seemed to realize his voice was a bit loud and turned around guiltily, but was caught off guard to find someone standing behind him. Startled, he let out a yelp and threw the phone away, stumbling back into a bookcase and almost shattering the glass.

Wang Yunxiao quickly grabbed the phone, pressed it to his ear to listen to the noise from the other side, then asked in a deep voice, "Hello? Who is this?"

The sound of something like a cup being smashed came from the other end of the phone.

A few seconds later, a voice with a hint of sinister smoothness laughed and said, "Wang Yunxiao?"

"Just by hearing the voice, you know who I am? A familiar person?"

Wang Yunxiao responded without a change in expression, "Friend, aren't you playing a bit too much? Such a trivial matter with me, and yet you make a fuss to the extent of threatening a police chief? Haven't you considered the consequences of doing this?"

"Consequences?"

The effeminate voice chuckled as if it had heard a joke, then the tone suddenly turned eerie, "Let me tell you a secret."

Wang Yunxiao listened while glancing at Director Sun, who was beside him in a panic, only to see him desperately waving his hands, signaling him to hang up the phone quickly.

"Have you seen a ghost lately?"

Wang Yunxiao's brow furrowed slightly, but he remained silent.

"The ghost isn't dead, the ghost is still hiding beside you. Guess who it is?"

"What do you mean?"

"Here's a hint for you: ghosts love to eat the flesh of little girls, soft, tender, and sweet. It seems you have a sister..."

Little Gourd?

Wang Yunxiao was shocked but still didn't speak. At this moment, losing his composure would certainly fall into the other party's trap.

"So what is it that you want?"

Seeing that Wang Yunxiao's emotions were not disturbed, the other side seemed a bit upset, and the tone became more somber, "I can tell you who the ghost is, but first, you have to do something for me."

"Fine, tell me!"

Wang Yunxiao agreed especially quickly. Whether it was doable wasn't the issue at hand; his main goal was to find out what the other party was really planning.

"Do you know Qinghe Middle School's strange tale?"

Huh?

"Never heard of it!"

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, you've made such a big scene, even dragging the police chief into this mess, and I thought you were going to blow up the school. Instead, you're talking to me about a school legend?

Does the Wolf Fang Club that the school security guards are equipped with count as a strange tale?

"It seems your school has indeed kept this secret very well, but I might as well tell you—on the fifteenth of every month, at exactly midnight, a door will appear inside the teaching building of Qinghe Middle School. Push open that door, and you will enter another world."

"What kind of world is that other world?"

"That's for you to tell me, hurry up, heh heh, you'd better hurry, otherwise I can't guarantee that your sister will have any bones left."

The person on the other end of the line laughed sinisterly and hung up the call.

Leaving Wang Yunxiao and Director Sun looking at each other.

Director Sun suddenly snapped to his senses and reached for his waist to draw his gun: "How did you get out? Turn around, hands above your head..."

His voice stopped abruptly, for his hand grasped nothing.

The handgun from the holster was in Wang Yunxiao's hand.

"Don't be nervous, we're both victims here."

Wang Yunxiao smiled, lifting the gun towards Director Sun's chest, flicking off the safety: "Don't worry, I have no intention of troubling you. I'll go back by myself later, but I'm very curious, what did he threaten you with?"