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The morning mist enveloped the streets of Guiyang Mountain City, carrying a hint of chill and dampness.
After a hasty wash, the group discovered that Zheng Jianfei was already waiting at the inn's entrance. They hurried downstairs, quickly grabbing some thin porridge and steamed buns in the inn's lobby before heading out to meet Zheng Jianfei.
Zheng Jianfei was still wearing his old police uniform, faded from wear. He leaned against a wooden pillar of the inn, smoking a cigarette. Behind him stood a young officer in his early twenties, slender and short, with traces of boyishness still on his face.
As the group emerged, Zheng Jianfei extinguished his cigarette and briefly introduced the young officer. "This is Peng Zai, who is investigating this case with me."
Upon hearing Zheng Jianfei's words, Peng Zai quickly bowed to the four of them.
"Time is limited, so I suggest we split up," Zheng Jianfei said, surveying the group. "Mr. Lin and Miss Ruan will come with me to check the crime scene of the second victim, Thompson. Miss Shen and Mr. Fang can accompany Peng Zai to Holy Love Hospital to examine the body."
The four agreed that this arrangement was reasonable. Just as they were about to part ways, Zheng Jianfei suddenly added, "Let me remind you again: no matter what happens, do not easily engage with anyone from Miao Village, especially those who claim to be ' Alchemist.' Remember!"
With that, he turned without looking back and strode towards the bicycle parked in front of the inn, while Lin Mingchang and Ruan Xiaoshuang quickly followed him.
Shen Tong and Fang Zigui also joined Peng Zai as they mounted their bicycles and rode down the winding dirt road.
On the way, Fang Zigui increased his speed to ride alongside Peng Zai and tentatively asked, "Peng Zai, do you know why Officer Zheng is so tense about interacting with Miao Village?"
Peng Zai maintained a steady pace as he skillfully avoided puddles and stones on the road. He replied, " brother Zheng usually doesn't say much... so I'm not too sure either. But... he himself is half Miao People; if he says it’s important, there must be a reason."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zigui turned to exchange a glance with Shen Tong and decided not to press further.
The three continued cycling along the rugged mountain path until about forty minutes later when they rounded a steep slope and could faintly see the spire of Holy Love Hospital in the distance.
Holy Love Hospital was built during the Late Qing Dynasty by Western missionaries and featured Western architectural styles. The three-story main building was topped with a small steeple clock tower that stood out among the wooden stilt houses.
Peng Zai led his companions through familiar corridors until they reached the morgue in the basement. The doctor responsible for examining the bodies, Doctor Huang, was already waiting for them at the entrance. He was short in stature and wore round glasses.
Upon seeing Peng Zai, he greeted him with a smile. Peng Zai took out a note stamped with the Police Station seal from his pocket and handed it to him.
Doctor Huang quickly verified the contents of the note and nodded. "Alright then, please follow me."
He pushed open the heavy iron door of the morgue, revealing two rows of simple metal gurneys covered with white cloths, faint human shapes discernible beneath them.
As soon as Shen Tong stepped into the morgue, she immediately noticed the familiar blue-purple hue of the Toxic Miasma. Last night, she had already described this scent to the other three. They were not unfamiliar with this blue-purple Toxic Miasma; it was very similar to the aura of the Zhangqi Gu Chong they had encountered in Spring City, only this time the color was deeper and more oppressive.
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