Song Taishan’s old classmate, named Weng Jingyun, probably entered the Xuanmen and sees everything lightly. He always has a smile on his face and is considered a good-natured person by Song Taishan and others.
After Song Taishan brought Jiangli and the others to the sub-bureau, they went directly to Weng Jingyun’s office.
But when they arrived at Weng Jingyun’s office, there was no one inside.
Only two clerical officers were busy, and when they saw them come in, they got up to greet them and asked what they needed.
Song Taishan briefly explained his identity and their purpose.
Upon hearing that they were looking for Weng Jingyun, the young officer said, "Captain Song, unfortunately, you’re out of luck. We received a case today that’s a bit strange, so Captain Weng went to conduct the interrogation personally."
Song Taishan paused, guessing, "Is it Zhan Shuyi’s case?"
The young officer was a bit surprised, "How did you know, Captain Song?"
"We came here for that case." Song Taishan said, "Where is your Captain Weng? I need to find him."
Knowing that Song Taishan was from the city bureau, the young officer was very accommodating and agreed immediately, then led them to the interrogation room.
They arrived outside the interrogation room, and through the large mirror, they saw several officers sitting inside, with Zhan Shuyi sitting across from them.
The officers included a middle-aged man in plain clothes, who looked about the same age as Song Taishan. He held a thermos cup and sipped from it occasionally, with a perpetual smile on his face, looking nothing like a criminal investigation team leader and more like an uncle chatting at a vegetable market.
"Our captain is in there." The young officer pointed to that ’uncle’ and whispered, "Captain Song, do you want me to call him out?"
Song Taishan nodded, "Thank you."
The young officer went to the door to knock.
Taking this opportunity, Song Taishan briefly introduced to Jiangli and the others, "He’s my old classmate, Weng Jingyun. I heard he used to be a secular disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, so he should be pretty skilled in the Xuanmen."
Jiangli was a bit surprised.
Xia Xin was slightly shocked. There’s a saying that all Taoist sects come from Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Years ago, Celestial Master Zhang refined elixirs and achieved enlightenment at Dragon Tiger Mountain, which is how it got its name. Later, the Celestial Master Residence at Dragon Tiger Mountain became the place of inheritance, the proving ground for all Taoist sects.
Xia Xin had heard from an old Taoist that years ago, the Celestial Master Residence was revered by the whole Xuanmen, but later, as the Celestial Master Residence declined, Jiaoyang Temple rose and gradually stood on equal footing with the Celestial Master Residence, organizing Xuanmen’s list of top sects and becoming the sect leader of Xuanmen, representing a different faction from the Celestial Master Residence.
The current Xuanmen top hundred sects are based on the original Jiaoyang Temple, with some modifications.
However, despite Jiaoyang Temple’s contention, the Celestial Master Residence remains the orthodox leader of the Taoist sects, different from the folk Xuanmen.
Weng Jingyun was once a secular disciple of the Celestial Master Residence, so it shows that his talent should be quite good.
Xia Xin was puzzled, why did someone from the orthodox Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist sect end up working at the police bureau?
While Xia Xin was thinking, the young officer had knocked on the interrogation room’s door and greeted the people inside.
Weng Jingyun soon came out, holding his thermos cup.
Seeing Song Taishan, Weng Jingyun raised his eyebrows in some surprise and walked over quickly, "Old Song, what brings you here today? I heard the city bureau is quite busy these days?"
Song Taishan smiled, extended his hand, and patted Weng Jingyun’s arm, "No matter how busy, I have to come see my old classmate."
Weng Jingyun laughed, "Enough with the flattery. You wouldn’t visit without a reason. What’s the matter? Just say it."