Da Ming: I told you to die for your cause, why are you actually going to die?

Chapter 244 A Second-Rank Official? I'll Take Down a Second-Rank Official! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Zhang Biao's words, "A monolithic entity, a den of snakes and rats," were like a thunderclap, silencing the entire front courtyard of the Provincial Administration Commission's Second Hall.

Pan Wenmao swayed, almost fainting.

Huang Yan, the provincial inspector, frowned deeply, his hand already resting on the hilt of his sword at his waist.

Wang Tong, the assistant clerk, was covered in cold sweat, his eyes darting around.

Meanwhile, Zhou Wenyuan, the chief secretary of the Chu Prince's residence, had a face so dark it could drip water.

He stared intently at Zhang Biao, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces with his gaze.

"Master Zhang!"

Zhou Wenyuan couldn't help but speak first, his voice sounding as if it had been pulled from an ice cellar:
"You claim to represent the Emperor, yet you're here making baseless accusations and stirring up trouble! Do you know what a crime it is to slander a prince and sow discord within the imperial family?!"

"Framed? Incited?"

Zhang Biao smiled disdainfully, then pulled out the original ledger document from his pocket, which had been seized from Jiujiang Guard and recorded the delivery of the 'Beast Tokens,' and held it high.

"Look closely! These are the original documents of the secret ledgers that I seized from Jiujiang Guard!"

"The document clearly records in black and white the time, quantity, and type of weapons that can be retrieved using the 'Beast Token'!"

Having said that, his gaze sharpened like lightning, fixed on Zhou Wenyuan, and his voice boomed like a bell:
"Jiujiangwei is located at a strategic point, with convenient water transport!"

"The large amount of military equipment taken away by the 'beast tokens' could be transported downstream by grain transport boats, reaching places like Hubei and Hunan, Jiangxi, and even further!"

"The whereabouts of the weapons are unknown, but such a massive amount of weaponry is definitely not something that ordinary bandits could swallow or use!"

Zhou Wenyuan's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the original ledger, clearly in the style of a garrison, stained and worn. His pupils still contracted, but he continued to argue forcefully:

"What do the Jiujiang Guard's account books have to do with my Chu region? Lord Zhang, are you perhaps trying to implicate us out of thin air?!"

"Involved?"

Zhang Biao's sinister grin deepened.

He glanced around at all the officials present, his gaze finally settling on Zhou Wenyuan, his tone carrying a deliberate air of realization:

"Is Chief Secretary Zhou so eager to distance himself because he thinks I, Zhang Biao, am targeting His Highness Prince Chu?"

Zhou Wenyuan sneered: "Isn't that right?!"

"Hahaha--!"

Zhang Biao laughed so hard, as if he had heard the funniest joke, that it sent chills down the spines of all the officials present.

Suddenly, his laughter abruptly stopped, leaving only a chilling sharpness on his face.

But his voice, clear and distinct, carried throughout the entire courtyard, uttering each word clearly:
“Zhou Changshi, you’ve misunderstood.”

“I brought out the Jiujiang Guard’s account books not to target the King of Chu.”

He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping over Pan Wenmao, Huang Yan, Wang Tong, and all the officials who were listening intently, before finally settling on Zhou Wenyuan's face again:
"I mean--"

"Until the exact whereabouts of these weapons are ascertained, all the vassal kings located along the Grand Canal who have the capability and territory to absorb these weapons..."

"Every single one of them is a suspect!"

"Including but not limited to, the King of Chu, the King of Qi, the King of Zhou... and even other princes!"

boom!
This statement, more like pouring cold water into a frying pan than the previous "a monolithic entity, a den of snakes and rats," instantly triggered a tremendous reaction.

"All...all the feudal lords?!"

Pan Wenmao collapsed to the ground, only to be held firmly by his advisor.

Wang Tongqianshi's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

Even Huang Yan, who had remained calm throughout, gasped and his hand gripping the sword hilt trembled slightly.

Zhou Wenyuan's face drained of all color instantly. He pointed at Zhang Biao, his fingers trembling, "Zhang Biao! You...you're insane?!"

"How dare you... how dare you criticize all the princes?! Are you trying to make enemies of all the princes in the land?!"

"To make enemies of all the feudal lords?"

Zhang Biao stepped forward, his aura like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed: "I am here to share the Emperor's burdens! To purge the corrupt elements from the Ming Dynasty!"

"If Your Highnesses have a clear conscience and are honest and innocent, they are naturally welcome to have me conduct a thorough investigation to prove their innocence!"

"Only those who have a guilty conscience and try to obstruct the investigation are considered enemies of the court and the emperor!"

"absurd!"

Zhou Wenyuan was furious, his voice sharp with emotion:
"Zhang Biao! How dare you! Based solely on an account book of dubious origin, you dare to criticize all the princes? You are threatening the very foundation of the nation! You are disheartening the princes of the land!"

"Origin unknown?"

Zhang Biao chuckled, weighed the Jiujiang Guard's secret ledger in his hand, and it made a dull sound.

He stopped looking at Zhou Wenyuan and turned to Pan Wenmao, who had been trying to make his presence known, his tone suddenly becoming extremely stern:
"Pan Fantai!"

Pan Wenmao was startled and almost jumped up: "Your...your humble servant is here!"

"As the Provincial Governor of Huguang, you are in charge of the province's civil affairs and finances! I have a question for you!"

Zhang Biao's voice, like a gavel, struck everyone's hearts:

"Over the past three years, the expenses reported by various prefectures and counties in Huguang for 'bandit suppression' and 'pacification' have increased year by year! Last year alone, more than 800,000 taels of silver in military expenses were written off! Where did the money go?! Where did all the money go?!"

Upon hearing this, cold sweat instantly broke out on Pan Wenmao's forehead. He thought to himself, "Didn't you ask this before? Why are you bringing it up again?"
That's exactly the effect Zhang Biao wanted. Some things are different when asked in front of Pan Wenmao versus in front of Zhou Wenyuan and the others.

But then he continued to press on with a resounding tone:

"The number of damaged crossbows, armor, and weapons is staggering! Are they truly damaged?"

"Or...did it leak out through some shady channels and become the weapons recorded in this ledger that the 'Beast Token' took away?!"

Pan Wenmao's face was deathly pale, and his lips trembled:

“These… all these transactions are recorded, and the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue have already written them off…”

"Verification?!"

Zhang Biao, enraged, laughed instead of responding, his laughter filled with grief, indignation, and mockery.
"What a fine 'verification'! Those officials sitting in the capital's government offices just glance at the documents, stamp them with their seals, and that's what they call verification?!"

"Have they ever come to this area of ​​Huguang and seen it for themselves?! Have they ever asked the people whose families have been torn apart and who have been killed by the bandits who are 'more numerous the more they are suppressed'?!"

"Have you ever investigated why those garrison soldiers, who are paid well and equipped with excellent weapons, can't even handle a few bandit gangs that live in the mountains?!"

As he spoke, he suddenly took a few steps forward, almost touching Pan Wenmao's face, his spittle nearly spraying onto him:

"Pan Wenmao! Tell me! Are all the soldiers from Huguang useless? Or are all the officials in Huguang, from top to bottom, rotten to the core?!"

"Are you all colluding to put on a show, sucking the blood of soldiers, embezzling salaries, reselling weapons, and using that damned 'raising bandits to enhance your own power' trick to repeatedly bleed the court dry and drain the people's marrow?!"

This barrage of questions, like a machine gun, was piercing and incisive.

Pan Wenmao was speechless, his face turned pale, and he swayed precariously, only being held up by his advisor.

"Zhang Biao—!"

Zhou Wenyuan could no longer stand it and shouted again, trying to salvage the situation: "Prefect Pan is a second-rank official of the imperial court, how dare you humiliate him like this!?"

"A high-ranking official of the second rank!?"

Zhang Biao suddenly turned around, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhou Wenyuan. The madness and determination in his eyes made even the seasoned official Zhou Wenyuan feel a chill.

"I'm going to beat up a second-rank official!"

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a ruthless intensity that threatened to destroy everything in its path.

"Chief Secretary Zhou, don't be so quick to jump in! Do you think the Prince of Chu's residence can stay out of this?!"

"The weapons from Jiujiangwei, carried along the Yangtze River, will first stop in that damned Wuchang!"

"His Highness the King of Chu has taken up his fief here, commanding a powerful army and overseeing the region!"

"Such a large-scale loss of military equipment, lasting for several years, can you honestly say that the entire Chu Prince's mansion was completely unaware? Didn't they hear a single word?!"

"Or...did they notice, heard, but chose to turn a blind eye?!"

"They might even have been involved themselves, getting a share of the profits?!"

"You bullshit!"

Zhou Wenyuan trembled with rage, his eyes blazing with fury: "Your Highness is loyal to the country, how dare you slander him!"

"Loyalty to the country?"

Zhang Biao spat, his face full of indignation, and said:

"I was almost killed in Raozhouwei! My brothers are still lying in the mountains, their bodies unclaimed! Is this your so-called loyalty to the country?!"

Having said this, he raised the Jiujiang Guard's secret ledger high in his hand, as if holding up a burning manifesto:

"I'm putting my words here today!"

His gaze swept across the face of everyone in the courtyard, his voice resounding like thunder, deafening everyone present:

"I'm determined to investigate this case!"

"No matter who it involves! No matter what his status is! Whether he's a provincial governor, a commander, a chief secretary of a prince, or even a prince himself!"

"Not one, not one! As long as the evidence points to you, I dare to investigate you! I dare to impeach you! I dare to drag you before the Emperor and ask him, the descendants of the Zhu family, the important officials of the court, is this how you undermine the Ming Dynasty, is this how you treat the trust of the Emperor and the people?!"

"You! How dare you!"

Zhou Wenyuan was so angry that he really wanted to draw his sword and kill Zhang Biao.

"enough!"

Huang Yan, the provincial inspector who had been silent all along, suddenly interrupted Zhou Wenyuan with a calm but authoritative voice.

He stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Wenyuan and Pan Wenmao, finally settling on Zhang Biao:
"What Lord Zhang said, though harsh in its language, is not entirely without reason."

"The murder of Geng Zhong, the commander of Raozhou Guard, and the disappearance of Chen Qianxiang, the deputy commander of Wuchang Guard, are both major cases that occurred in Huguang! As the provincial judicial commissioner, I have an inescapable responsibility!"

As he spoke, he turned to Pan Wenmao and said firmly:

"Prefect Pan, things have come to this point, and there's no point in covering it up now. We should immediately do as Lord Zhang said, seal off all the gates of Wuchang, and launch a city-wide manhunt for the culprits and find Chen Qianxiang's whereabouts!"

"This……"

Pan Wenmao was still hesitating.

"Lord Pan!"

Huang Yan's voice suddenly became more forceful: "Are we really going to wait for Lord Zhang to bring out the imperial edict and call in troops? At that time, it will be even more embarrassing for both of us!"

Pan Wenmao was shocked, realizing that Huang Yan was telling the truth.

If things really escalate to that point, his time as provincial governor will be over.

He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind: "Alright! We'll do as Magistrate Huang says!"

After speaking, he immediately gave an order to the clerk behind him:
"Immediately issue an order to seal off all gates of Wuchang; entry is permitted, but exit is not!"

"Order all yamen runners and patrol offices in Wuchang Prefecture and Jiangxia County to fully cooperate in a citywide search for suspicious persons and to find Chen Qianxiang's whereabouts!"

"Yes!"

The advisor left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Zhang Biao pressed his advantage, his gaze once again fixed on Zhou Wenyuan: "Chief Secretary Zhou, where is the Chu Prince's residence?"

Zhou Wenyuan's expression shifted uncertainly, knowing that if he didn't back down today, things would get out of hand.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile:
"Since both Huang, the provincial governor, and Pan, the provincial governor, have given their orders, the Chu Prince's Mansion should cooperate."

"I will immediately return to report to the Prince and request that he order the guards of the Prince's residence to assist in investigating the properties under the Prince's name, ensuring that no criminals are found hiding among them!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Biao wanted to hear those words: "Then please go and return quickly, Chief Clerk Zhou. I will await good news here!"

Zhou Wenyuan snorted coldly and turned to leave.

After Zhou Wenyuan left, Zhang Biao turned to Huang Yan and Pan Wenmao, his tone softening slightly:

"I admire the great principles of Huang and Pan."

"However, besides the search for the criminals, there is another matter that requires the assistance of the two gentlemen."

"Please speak, Lord Zhang," Huang Yan said.

"I must immediately review all the military equipment ledgers and personnel transfer records of Wuchang Garrison in recent years, especially those related to Chen Qianxiang!"

Zhang Biao said with piercing eyes, "Before Chen Qianxiang disappeared, he must have discovered something. Finding the evidence he discovered might reveal the whole picture of this 'raising bandits to enhance one's own power' network!"

Upon hearing this, Vice Commissioner Wang Tong's expression changed slightly: "Lord Zhang, the garrison's account books are confidential matters and require the Commander-in-Chief's written order..."

"Wang, the Vice Minister!"

Zhang Biao interrupted him, saying, "I hold the imperial edict and have the right to inspect all military affairs in the realm! Or are you, the Commander-in-Chief, going to disobey the imperial edict?"

"I don't dare!"

Wang Tong broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, Huang Yan stepped forward again: "Wang Qianshi, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Lord Zhang is an imperial envoy, and it is in accordance with regulations for him to review the account books."

"You immediately take men to the garrison and bring all relevant account books to the Provincial Administration Commission for Lord Zhang to review!"

"Yes……"

Wang Tong dared not refuse any longer and accepted the order.

Seeing this, Pan Wenmao knew the situation was hopeless. He slumped back into his chair, muttering, "They've gone mad...they've all gone mad..."

Zhang Biao ignored him and said to Huang Yan, "Prefect Huang, both the search and the audit will take time. Why don't we take this opportunity to have a good talk?"

Huang Yan gave Zhang Biao a deep look and nodded: "That's exactly what I wanted."

The two returned to the second hall together, and Pan Wenmao hesitated for a moment before following them inside.

Closing the door shut out the noise from outside, but the atmosphere inside the second hall became even more somber.

"Master Zhang!"

Huang Yan spoke first, his gaze sharp as an eagle's:

"Your actions today, though satisfying, have placed you in grave danger. Do you know how deep the waters of Huguang run?"

Zhang Biao smiled and poured himself a cup of tea: "Even if it's deep, can it be as deep as the Golden Palace beneath the Emperor's feet?"

"This"

Huang Yan was speechless. He naturally knew what Zhang Biao had done in Yingtian Prefecture.

But this is not Yingtian Prefecture; it's no exaggeration to say that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away.

But Zhang Biao continued, "Prefect Huang, I know you are a wise man. If it weren't for your righteous words today, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly."

"I was merely doing my duty."

Huang Yan sighed and said, "I have heard about Chen Qianxiang's disappearance before, and I have also investigated it in secret, but every time I was about to get to the core of the case, the clues would be cut off."

He paused for a moment, then said meaningfully, "It seems that the other party... has connections everywhere!"

"That's precisely why we must get to the bottom of this!"

Zhang Biao retorted without flinching, "Prefect Huang, you are in charge of criminal matters, you should know what a grave crime 'nurturing bandits to enhance one's own power' is!"

"This is not just corruption, it's treason! It's shaking the very foundation of the nation!"

As he spoke, he leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"The accounts of Raozhou Guard show that a huge amount of military equipment has been leaked out and its whereabouts are unknown, and there are even symbols from the imperial treasury involved. What does this mean? Surely Governor Huang doesn't understand?"

Huang Yan's pupils contracted slightly. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Lord Zhang, what do you intend to do?"

"It's easy!"

Zhang Biao's eyes were blazing: "Let's join forces and use this city-wide search as a pretext to thoroughly investigate Wuchangwei!"

"The key is the last place Chen Qianxiang was seen, and where he might have hidden evidence!"

Huang Yan astutely grasped the key point: "You suspect the evidence is still inside the garrison?"

"Not bad!"

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "Chen Qianxiang is a shrewd person. If he really got something, he would never easily take it out of the garrison. The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yan gave Zhang Biao a deep look, then, as if having made up his mind, said:

"Lord Zhang, your foresight is truly remarkable. I understand. In that case, I will join forces with you to thoroughly investigate Wuchang Guard!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Biao clapped his hands: "With Lord Huang's help, it's like adding wings to a tiger!"

"Then I will go and make the arrangements!"

"As you please!"

Zhang Biao raised his hand to signal, and Huang Yan led his men away directly.

Before long, the two Imperial Guards brought by Zhang Biao pushed open the door and entered.

But then the middle-aged Imperial Guard quickly walked to Zhang Biao's side and lowered his voice, saying, "Sir, do you really believe them?"

Zhang Biao glanced at him with amusement and said self-deprecatingly, "Do I look like an idiot to you?"

"Uh, this"

The two Imperial Guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhang Biao casually picked up a cup of tea, took two sips, and then said quietly:

"There's a strange phenomenon in the Ming Dynasty: if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. These high-ranking officials are all in the same corrupting influence; how could any of them be of any good character?!"

"What does Your Excellency mean?" the middle-aged Imperial Guard asked in a low voice.

"As the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner, if he truly wanted to investigate Chen Qianxiang's case, he should have already made progress. Why did he only appear to have a sudden realization and a determination to thoroughly investigate when I arrived?"

Zhang Biao gave a cold laugh:
"His statement just now was 70% genuinely intended to use my influence to do something, and 30% was just going with the flow to distance himself and see if he could gain any credit."

The young Imperial Guard suddenly realized: "So, sir, that's why..."

"That's right, I deliberately made a big fuss to force them to take action!"

"Whether you genuinely want to investigate the case or have something to hide, you all have to follow my lead!"

A calculating glint flashed in Zhang Biao's eyes as he coldly said:
"Huang Yan wants to use me, but am I not using him too? With his support as the Provincial Surveillance Commissioner, things will be much easier for us."

"Then let's..."

"Proceed according to plan!"

Zhang Biao said without a doubt:

"Find the busiest inn with the highest foot traffic, preferably not far from the Provincial Administration Commission and the Provincial Surveillance Commission."

"Spread out the locations where our 'Zhang Qingtian' has settled!"

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips: "I'd like to see how many people can't sit still and dare to mess with me under the watchful eyes of everyone!"

"Yes!"

The two Imperial Guards were now completely convinced of Zhang Biao's abilities.

This man may seem mad, but in reality, every step he takes is carefully considered, and he has calculated the human heart and the situation to the extreme.

Soon, the three arrived at the most bustling South Market of Wuchang City, chose a large inn called "Four Seasons," and booked three superior rooms.

Zhang Biao's chosen room was located on the second floor of the inn, facing the street with its windows wide open, directly overlooking the bustling city.

Instead of taking a break, he did something that left the two Imperial Guards and the innkeeper speechless.

"The shopkeeper's!"

Zhang Biao strode into the main hall with an imposing air, his voice booming.

"Oh, sir, what are your orders?"

The shopkeeper saw that although Zhang Biao's clothes were somewhat disheveled, he had an extraordinary demeanor and was accompanied by two capable followers, so he dared not neglect him.

"Go get me a big wooden board, and also some pen and ink!"

Zhang Biao, without any hesitation, ordered, "I want the biggest brush and the thickest ink!"

"Huh? Sir, what are you going to do..."

"Stop talking nonsense and go! You'll get your share of the money!"

Zhang Biao casually tossed out a small piece of silver.

The shopkeeper took the silver with a broad smile. Although he didn't understand why, he immediately sent someone to do it.

Before long, a wooden board about half a person's height and the Four Treasures of the Study were presented to Zhang Biao.

Under the curious gazes of the shopkeeper, the waiter, and a few scattered customers.

Zhang Biao rolled up his sleeves, picked up the largest calligraphy brush, dipped it in thick ink, and began to write on the wooden board with vigorous strokes.

His handwriting isn't exactly beautiful, but it's large and eye-catching.

Several lines of large, crooked but imposing characters appeared prominently on the wooden board:
[The Imperial Envoy's Residence, a temporary office!]

Fight corruption and eliminate evil, stand up for the people!

Anyone with a grievance may come to appeal!

[Special Offer: Those who cry out their innocence on-site, regardless of the severity of their case, will receive a discount after verification—]

Zhang Biao wrote the last line with extraordinary force, almost piercing through the wooden board:

[Free 1 pound of pork head meat! 10 eggs! First come, first served, while supplies last!]

After finishing writing, he threw down the pen and said to the dumbfounded shopkeeper:

"Go, hang this sign in the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the inn!"

"Ah? Sir...you...you are the Imperial Envoy?"

The shopkeeper's tongue was tied in knots.

[An imperial envoy's residence? Sending pig's head and eggs? This combination is utterly bizarre!]

"What? Doesn't it look like it?" Zhang Biao glared.

"It looks just like it! It looks just like it! I'll go hang it up right away!"

The shopkeeper dared not say anything more and hurriedly called his staff to hang up the shocking 'billboard'.

The moment the sign was put up, the effect was immediate.

The once bustling Nanshi seemed to have been put on pause.

Everyone who passed by the Four Seasons Inn, whether they were vendors, pedestrians, or thugs, stopped and stared at the sign in disbelief.

"Imperial...Imperial Envoy?"

"Fighting corruption and eliminating evil?"

"Cry foul... and they sent pig's head meat and eggs?!"

"One pound, ten pieces?! Really?!"

After a brief silence, a volcanic eruption of discussion and commotion ensued.

"My goodness! Is this for real?"

"Has this imperial envoy gone mad?"

"Who cares if he's crazy! If you have a grievance, you can seek justice, and you'll get meat and eggs! Only a fool wouldn't go!"

"Let's go! Let's go take a look!"

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire South City and then rapidly expanded to the whole city.

"Have you heard? The Imperial Envoy is working at the Four Seasons Inn. Anyone who complains about their grievances will be given a pig's head and eggs!"

"What? A pound of pig's head meat? Ten eggs? Really?"

"It's absolutely true! The signs are all up! Lots of people are heading there!"

In less than half an hour, the entrance to the Four Seasons Inn was packed with people who had rushed over after hearing the news.

at the same time.

The Provincial Administration Office, the inner chamber of the main hall.

Pan Wenmao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, repeatedly bowing to Huang Yan, who was sitting upright in the grand chair:

"Lord Huang! My Lord Huang! Why did you go along with Zhang Biao just now? He was clearly trying to cause a major upheaval!"

"Investigate all the feudal lords? He's gone mad! You can't go mad with him!"

Huang Yan sipped his tea slowly and deliberately, without even lifting his eyelids: "Lord Pan, please calm down."

"How can I be at peace?!"

Pan Wenmao almost burst into tears:
"That Zhang Biao is a madman! He's staying at the Four Seasons Inn, and he's put up a sign saying he'll give away pig's head and eggs if you seek justice! Now he's caused a huge uproar in the city!"

"If, by any chance, he really finds out something, we'll both lose our heads!"

"Found out?"

Huang Yan put down his teacup, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips: "Lord Pan, do you think he can find out?"

Pan Wenmao was taken aback.

Huang Yan slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the deep night outside:
"Zhang Biao is very smart and daring. But he underestimated his opponent and overestimated himself."

"He thought he was safe just because he was standing in the sunlight? Ha! Some knives are invisible."

After speaking, he turned around and looked sharply at Pan Wenmao:

"Let him investigate. Let him investigate as hard as he wants. The more he investigates, the higher he jumps around, the more anxious some people will become."

Pan Wenmao seemed to understand something, but not entirely: "You mean..."

"We just need to do what we're supposed to do."

Huang Yan said calmly, "Fully cooperate with the imperial envoy in the investigation, seal the city gates, search for the criminals, and retrieve the account books. Not a single thing should be missed, and it must be done perfectly."

As for the others...

He paused meaningfully, then said, "Someone will naturally handle it."

Pan Wenmao looked into Huang Yan's unfathomable eyes and suddenly felt a chill.

He realized that he seemed to have never really understood the provincial inspector he had worked with for many years.

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