30: The Demon Suppression Division is investigating a case. Don't move if you don't want to die!

His family used to be quite well-off, but he's a rotten gambler. He always loses when he gambles, and after losing, he still goes to gamble. He owes a gambling house a mountain of debt, and in the end, all the family's remaining assets were squandered by him.”

Saying this, Zhang Wen looked a bit anxious.

“Chief, where exactly did my sister go?”

Jiang Lan: “…”

Zhao Wu glared at Zhang Wen and said, “If the Chief were really that divine, wouldn't it be better for him to set up a stall at the City God Temple entrance to tell fortunes?”

Zhang Wen stopped speaking, but the anxious expression on his face did not lessen.

His own sister was missing; how could he not be anxious?

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment.

“Do you know which gambling house he frequented?”

“Jucai Workshop.”

“A good name.” Jiang Lan waved his hand and said, “Lead the way. Let’s go to the gambling house first.”

The area of this Yan Capital City was not small.

If he knew nothing, trying to find a person in this city would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

So, Jiang Lan had no good plan, he could only proceed step by step, to see if he could find any clues in the gambling house.

At worst, there would surely be gamblers in the gambling house who were familiar with Feng Liu.

Zhang Wen was already in a mess, completely clueless. Hearing Jiang Lan’s words, he immediately nodded repeatedly.

After nodding, he didn't say anything, but ran directly towards the gambling house.

Jiang Lan and Zhao Wu followed behind him.

The gambling house was not far; in less than a quarter of an hour, the three arrived at its entrance.

This gambling house was a two-story pavilion, with flying eaves and arched dougong brackets, looking quite imposing from the outside.

Above the pavilion hung a huge plaque, inscribed with the three large characters “Jucai Workshop.”

Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow and led the two into the gambling house.

Completely different from the outside, the gambling house was filled with a foul atmosphere and deafening noise. Dense crowds gathered around various tables, and the sound waves were so great that Jiang Lan felt a sense of discomfort.

Arriving at the counter, the young attendant behind it, seeing Jiang Lan and his group approach, quickly bowed slightly, a fawning smile on his face.

Those who worked in such places were all shrewd individuals.

With just a glance, seeing the clothes Jiang Lan was wearing, the attendant knew that Jiang Lan and his group were absolutely not people he could afford to offend.

He fumbled under the counter for a moment and pulled out a handful of long, rectangular chips.

“Sir, these are a token of my respect for you. Please play as you wish. If you lose, it’s on me; if you win, it’s yours.”

Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes slightly. There was a reason this gambling house was thriving.

“No need for chips. I am here today to investigate a case.”

The attendant was stunned.

This Jucai Workshop was truly a place where money flowed in daily.

Jiang Lan investigating a case here would inevitably disrupt business.

Immediately after, his expression was no longer as polite as before. He put away the handful of chips and looked at Jiang Lan.

“Sir, this Jucai Workshop is owned by Prince Qing. It might not be appropriate for you to investigate a case here.”

“Can’t investigate?”

“Can’t investigate!”

“Clang—”

Jiang Lan drew his saber.

“Now? Can I investigate?”

The attendant’s expression changed slightly.

“Sir, you…”

Jiang Lan said:

“I’ll ask a few questions and then leave.”

The attendant’s expression was still somewhat troubled.

Jiang Lan no longer paid attention to him, but turned to Zhang Wen and said:

“Tell them all to stop playing.”

Zhang Wen cupped his hands to his mouth, forming a megaphone.

“Chief, what did you say?”

“I said, tell them all to stop playing.”

Inside the gambling house, everyone was playing heatedly, completely oblivious to the commotion on Jiang Lan’s side.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen immediately walked to the center of the gambling house, cupped his hands like a megaphone, and shouted loudly:

“Silence! Silence!”

The crowd in the venue ignored him. Even those who heard Zhang Wen speak only gave him a look as if he were an idiot, then continued placing their bets on their own.

“Brother Wang, look, there’s an idiot over there.”

“He probably didn't take his medicine before leaving home. Don't mind him. I'm betting small on this hand!”

“It’s been four big hands in a row. If it’s still big this time, I’ll eat the dice on the spot!”

“Come on, place your bets, hands off the table now!”

Zhang Wen watched the crowd remain unmoved and was at a loss for what to do.

He was not wearing the uniform of the Demon Suppression Division.

That was something only the Demon Suppression Guard had.

At this moment, the attendant had already run off, probably to call for people.

Jiang Lan stood at the counter, watching the scene in the venue, slightly frowning.

He took a step and walked directly to the center of the gambling house, to the dice-rolling table.

Taking one step.

He held his long saber and stood directly on the table, looking down at all the gamblers in the gambling house.

Jiang Lan settled his Qi into his Dantian.

“The Demon Suppression Division is handling a case, everyone stay still!”

The sound was extremely loud; not to mention the casino, even the bun seller on the street next to the casino heard it clearly.

Inside the venue, the transition from a cacophony to pin-drop silence took only an instant.

Everyone in the gambling house looked up at Jiang Lan.

A look of fear appeared in everyone’s eyes.

The Demon Suppression Division, that was much harsher than the yamen.

Entering the yamen, one might still come out in one piece.

But if anyone entered the Demon Suppression Division… well, these common people had never seen anyone come out of the Demon Suppression Division in good shape.

Even if they did come out, at the very least, they would lose a layer of skin.

After a quick scan, Jiang Lan didn't waste any words.

“Those who know Feng Liu, step forward.”

Everyone in the venue remained motionless.

Jiang Lan had already expected this. With True Qi flowing in his hand, he suddenly thrust his long saber downwards.

“Chh!”

The three-foot long saber directly pierced through the tabletop, with only the hilt remaining on the table.

“I’ll say it again, those who know Feng Liu, step forward.”

Everyone was terrified.

No one dared to step forward just now, and now they dared even less.

Who knew what the Demon Suppression Division yamen wanted with Feng Liu?

And judging by the situation, it was definitely nothing good.

No one was foolish. What if they stepped forward now and got implicated by Feng Liu?

Seeing no one spoke, Jiang Lan glanced at Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu.

“Since no one is speaking, then take them all away.”

“Ah?” Zhang Wen was utterly bewildered, “Chief, take who away?”

“Take everyone away.”

Hearing this, everyone started to panic.

Several timid ones couldn't even stand steadily.

“Sir, this is my first time at this gambling house, I don’t know anything!”

“This is my first time too!”

“You dare to take me? Do you know who my father is?”

Jiang Lan was unmoved.

Zhang Wen and Zhao Wu were also at a loss.

There were at least two or three hundred people in this gambling house.

Take them away?

How to take them?

At this moment, someone with a quick mind stepped forward.

“Sir, I’ll report!” A young man in linen clothes stepped out and pointed at the person next to him, “He’s familiar with Feng Liu! I often see them gambling together!”

Once someone started, others quickly followed suit with accusations.

“Sir, this Jiang Si'er is also familiar with Feng Liu! The two are childhood friends, they grew up wearing the same pair of shorts!”

“Sir, I’ll also report!”

Jiang Lan remained outwardly impassive.

Zhang Wen was still bewildered, but Zhao Wu had already understood.

The Chief truly is the Chief, brilliant!