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Chapter 2060: Same Soil Quality

Yan Ruyu took the handkerchief and gently spread it on the table.

The soil on top had long been dry and was light brown with some fine sand and gravel.

She took out the old boot from the space again, pinched the edge of the boot with her fingertips, carefully turned the sole of the boot towards the table, and then gently scraped off some mud with a silver hairpin and placed it next to the mud on the handkerchief.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe's eyes fell on the two handfuls of dirt on the table.

Yan Ruyu stared at it for a moment, then raised her hand to brush the mud particles on the handkerchief, picked up a little with her fingertips, and brought it close to her eyes to carefully examine it: "Look at the color of this mud, and the proportion of fine sand mixed in it, it's exactly the same as the mud on the soles of my boots."

The secret guard standing by with his hands hanging down, his eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

Yan Ruyu raised her eyes to look at him, her tone calm but with unquestionable seriousness: "Where did you get this mud?"

The secret guard lowered his eyes, as if recalling the situation at that time. After a moment, he spoke with a voice full of respect: "My princess, it was from that valley."

Huo Changhe raised his chin and said to the secret guard, "Go down."

The secret guard replied "yes" and retreated slowly, leaving only Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe in the hall.

Yan Ruyu returned her gaze to the dirt on the table and said firmly, "These two types of soil are clearly identical. Wu Ping'an's boots are stained with soil from the valley, which means he must have been there."

Huo Changhe frowned, his tone tinged with self-blame: "Back when we were on Longyin Island, I didn't search the surroundings carefully, and that gave him the opportunity to escape."

Seeing his annoyed expression, Yan Ruyu slowed down her tone and comforted him, "The terrain of Longyin Island is complicated. It was our first time there, and it was night, so the lighting was poor.

It's easy for a person to hide or escape, and Wu Ping'an and his men have already mastered the terrain there, so escaping is within their expectations."

She paused, then thought of another thing, her expression gradually becoming serious: "Now I am more worried about whether Wu Ping'an knows that the monster is dead.

If he knew, the subsequent sacrifices would definitely be affected, and our previous plans would be disrupted."

Huo Changhe rubbed his fingers back and forth on the armrest twice and said in a deep voice, "We really need to be on guard against this. I will have people increase patrols around Longyin Island.

Also, have someone keep an eye on any possible locations where Wu Ping'an might appear, and report any news immediately."

Yan Ruyu nodded and was about to say something when she heard the cooing of pigeons outside the window.

Soon, a carrier pigeon with a note tied to it landed on the windowsill. It was sent by the "fake Zhou Lie".

Huo Changhe grabbed the carrier pigeon, opened the note and quickly scanned it, then handed it to Yan Ruyu: “Look, it has been confirmed that Liu Jiulang is in collusion with the mysterious black cloak in Liu Balang’s mansion.

However, the strange courtyard in Liu Balang's mansion is still the same as what we found before, and we still don't understand its specific use."

Yan Ruyu took the note and read it carefully, then said thoughtfully, "Liu Balang is injured and will definitely not be able to preside over the sacrifice. In this case, the person responsible for the sacrifice can only be Liu Jiulang."

Huo Changhe leaned back in his chair, his eyes sharp: "It just so happens that this sacrifice is an opportunity, and it also allows us to see Liu Jiulang's true face."

As the two were talking, Su Zhenhai arrived.

There was still a faint earthy smell on him. He must have just returned from the army and had not had time to wash and change clothes. His face was obviously tired, but his eyes were bright.

As soon as he saw Yan Ruyu, he knelt down without saying a word and kowtowed to her.

Seeing this, Yan Ruyu quickly stood up and walked over, reaching out to help him up: "Su Chengshi, what are you doing? Get up quickly, there is no need for this."

Su Zhenhai refused to stand up, his eyes red, his voice choked with sobs: "Little doctor, you must accept my greeting.

You saved my son's life, which is equivalent to saving my whole family!

I, Su Zhenhai, have nothing to offer you in return, so I can only express my gratitude by kneeling down. Any expression of gratitude is never too much!"

Yan Ruyu had no choice but to help him up with all her strength, and said with a faint smile: "Envoy Su, you are too kind. Saving the dying and the wounded is my duty."

She paused, then changed the subject, her tone sincere: "If Envoy Su really wants to express his gratitude, why not serve the prince? Eradicating this cancer and allowing the people of Rongzhou to live a stable life again is more sincere than any thank you."

When Su Zhenhai heard this, his eyes lit up instantly.

He turned around and bowed deeply to Huo Changhe, his tone firm: "Your Highness, I, Su Zhenhai, am willing to follow you till death! If I cannot cure the chaos in Rongzhou and let the people live a good life, I will never give up!"

Huo Changhe looked at his excited expression, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "I'm glad that Envoy Su Cheng has this intention. Next, I still have a lot to trouble you with.

Rongzhou's affairs cannot be accomplished by this king alone, it requires the joint efforts of everyone."

Su Zhenhai nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will do my best! Whether it's investigating a case or patrolling, as long as Your Highness orders, I will never say no!"

Yan Ruyu stood aside, looking at Su Zhenhai's determined look, a relieved smile on her face.

One more person will help, and Su Zhenhai has troops at his disposal.

Next, as the sacrifice approaches, they must be fully prepared to deal with the upcoming changes.

Huo Changhe also explained to Su Zhenhai some follow-up matters that needed attention. Su Zhenhai took note of them one by one and promised to arrange personnel to handle them as soon as possible.

After Su Zhenhai left, Yan Ruyu looked at Huo Changhe and said, "Now that we have Su Zhenhai's help, we have more clues. However, we still need to find out the relationship between Liu Jiulang and the black cloak, as well as the secret of that courtyard, as soon as possible."

Huo Changhe nodded: "The 'fake Zhou Lie' will continue to keep an eye on Liu Jiulang. We must also be prepared to deal with any situations that may arise during the sacrifice."

Yan Ruyu thought of Wu Ping'an, her expression solemn. "Wu Ping'an is meticulous and very familiar with Longyin Island and the sacrificial process. If he really wanted to disrupt the sacrifice, he would definitely prepare in advance. We must be very careful and not let him take advantage of any opportunity."

"Don't worry," Huo Changhe looked at her with a soothing tone, "I will dispatch more personnel to strengthen patrols of the sacrificial site. I will also have people check for Wu Ping'an's possible hiding places. As long as he dares to show up, we will be able to capture him."

Yan Ruyu looked at Huo Changhe's calm eyes, and her worries were reduced.

Huo Changhe has always been thorough in his work. With him around, many things can be arranged properly.

But the waters of Rongzhou are too complicated. Liu Jiulang, Liu Balang, the black cloak, Wu Ping'an, these people are entangled together, and with Mr. Mo in charge, it is definitely not easy to deal with them.

The candlelight in the house flickered, the night outside the window deepened, and beneath the calmness of Rongzhou, an undercurrent of struggle had just begun.