Before departing from Yangzhou, Lin Mingchang made a special call to an old friend at the Spring City Police Station, asking him to relay a message to Zigui and Xiaoshuang: he and Shen Tong would be heading to Wuhan next and would stay there for a few days. If the two of them finished their business in Spring City and wanted to join them, they could come directly to Wuhan.
The journey was long and uneventful. Five days later, the Passenger Ship finally cut through the mist on the river and arrived at the bustling Hankou Port. This city, spanning the Yangtze River, brought together the strengths of Hankou, Wuchang, and Hanyang, its vibrant atmosphere and prosperity far surpassing that of Yangzhou, which they had just left.
Both Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong were somewhat taken aback by the scene before them. The banks of Hankou Port were piled high with goods, and the docks were filled with people coming and going. The shouts of vendors filled the air, occasionally interrupted by the sharp blasts of steam whistles... it was truly a vivid picture of Jiangcheng.
After disembarking with their simple luggage, they immediately spotted their nameplate held high; Captain Lu Wei from the Wuhan Police Station was indeed waiting for them at the dock. Captain Lu was tall and robust, standing out in the crowd. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a square jaw adorned by a short beard, and his smile was particularly hearty.
"Old Lin's friend is my friend!" Captain Lu exclaimed warmly as he approached, giving Lin Mingchang a friendly pat on the shoulder. He then turned his attention to Shen Tong, nodding cheerfully. "You’ve had quite a journey, Young Lady Shen. I've already arranged for you two to stay at Lao Guang Sheng Inn, which is very convenient in the city. Tomorrow morning, I’ll have someone take you around to see Yellow Crane Tower and Guiyuan Temple, and then we’ll go try some authentic Jiangcheng cuisine!"
Both Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong were touched by Captain Lu's hospitality and expressed their gratitude repeatedly. Afterward, Captain Lu personally drove them to their temporary lodging at the inn. Along the way, he enthusiastically invited them to stay a few more days in Wuhan to enjoy themselves.
Although Captain Lu chatted nonstop once he got started, the perceptive Lin Mingchang sensed something was off—there was an underlying weariness and anxiety in Captain Lu's demeanor as he spoke. Even though Lin Mingchang had left the Police Station, his old habits kicked in, making him think that Captain Lu must be dealing with some urgent case.
Upon arriving at Lao Guang Sheng Inn, Lin Mingchang noticed Captain Lu’s tired expression and couldn’t help but ask, "Captain Lu, you seem troubled. Have you encountered a difficult case?"
Captain Lu's eyes flickered momentarily before he scratched his head awkwardly and replied, "Brother Mingchang, your eyes are truly sharp. There is indeed a case... sigh, it’s quite overwhelming—"
He glanced around before lowering his voice. "Just a day ago, a well-known scholar fell to his death from Yellow Crane Tower. The deceased was Zhou Zijun, a renowned paleographer, poet, and calligrapher here in Wuhan. He was in the midst of preparing for an important calligraphy exhibition—his career was thriving. Who would have expected... sigh..."
"Was it suicide?" Lin Mingchang frowned as he asked.
"That’s what makes it so troublesome!" Captain Lu sighed again. "The condition of the body... let’s just say it’s rather unusual; there were some... well, how should I put it? Strange tattoos on him. The family claims they’ve never seen these tattoos before and insists that Zhou Zijun showed no signs of depression whatsoever—his family life was happy and his career flourishing; there’s no way he would commit suicide—it must have been murder."
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