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Chen Jiu'an took the small piece of paper that Shen Tong handed him and discovered it was part of a delivery order. "It says 'Shaobo Lake No. 3 Lock' on it; it must have been used for transporting raw materials before."
"This isn't an ordinary delivery order. There's a sinister aura about it, which likely relates to this case," Shen Tong said softly.
At that moment, Lin Mingchang ran back, having found a matchbox in the irrigation ditch outside the factory. The matchbox bore the words "New World Dance Hall."
Chen Jiu'an took it and examined it closely. "New World Dance Hall? That's the most famous nightclub in Yangzhou! You can encounter all sorts of characters there, from big bosses and wealthy ladies from all over Yangzhou to foreigners, military personnel, and local thugs. It's a real mix of people."
Shen Tong moved closer to Lin Mingchang and whispered, "The killing intent surrounding this matchbox is definitely related to the arson case."
Lin Mingchang quickly pieced together the two clues in his mind: "Shaobo Lake No. 3 Lock and New World Dance Hall... It seems our next investigation direction is already clear."
At that moment, Chen Jiu'an suddenly spoke up, "Let's head to Shaobo Lake No. 3 Lock tonight. I have my own arrangements for New World Dance Hall; I’ll give you all a surprise then."
That night, Chen Jiu'an led Lin Mingchang and Shen Tong to Shaobo Lake Dock. This was one of the most important cargo docks in Yangzhou, bustling with activity during the day.
However, at night, there was no one working here; it was pitch black and eerily quiet, with only the faint sound of water lapping against the dock's planks.
Chen Jiu'an stood at the edge of the dock, instinctively shrinking his neck. Although summer was approaching, the dampness rising from the gaps in the wooden planks made him shiver involuntarily.
He looked around; the darkness swallowed everything, and he could hardly see a few steps ahead.
"This cursed place," Chen Jiu'an muttered under his breath, "it's so dark you can't see anything, and there's not a soul around. Looks like we’ve come here for nothing! Either we’re at the wrong place or... we came at the wrong time. Let’s go back."
But Lin Mingchang pressed down on his shoulder and pointed at Shen Tong, signaling him to be patient.
Shen Tong stood amidst the thick darkness, her eyes fixed intently on the mist enveloping the dock.
After a moment, she spoke softly, "Something's not right. There's killing intent nearby, but it's not coming from any person. This aura is extremely cold and eerie; it's very unsettling."
Chen Jiu'an widened his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim, "That's incredible! It’s pitch black here; how can you even see killing intent?"
Lin Mingchang made a shushing gesture, indicating for Chen Jiu'an to follow Shen Tong's lead.
The three of them stealthily moved along the shadows of the dock until they reached a small side dock at Shaobo Lake No. 3 Lock.
To their surprise, they found that there were still people unloading goods here.
The trio hid beside a large warehouse and observed carefully.
Not far away, by the small dock, several shadowy figures were quietly unloading cargo from a small boat under the cover of night. The goods were heavily covered with thick canvas, appearing quite substantial, with each box requiring two people to lift.
"It's suspicious to be unloading cargo like this in the dead of night; it can't be anything legitimate. I suspect it's smuggling," Lin Mingchang whispered to Chen Jiu'an and Shen Tong. "This dock must be their secret transport point."
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