“If the Earl of Righteous Prosperity doesn't believe it, take a look at this!”
Lingxuan pulled out a yellowed booklet, a full three fingers thick. As he brought it out, his expression was brimming with confidence, like a lion shaking its mane. As the youngest Perfect Manifestation Realm grandmaster of the current dynasty and even the previous one, the Earl of Righteous Prosperity was undoubtedly formidable.
But when it came to investigating cases, as a Purple Gold Badge Guard, Lingxuan had his own pride. Liang Qu took the booklet and flipped through it. In the top left corner of every page was a date, representing a single day.
Beside the date were four numbers. The handwriting on the entire page was extremely tiny. At the beginning of the booklet, each person's name and events were written down.
Around a hundred pages in, there were more and more people, the numbers after the dates grew larger, and the recorded events became simpler, just a few words. At most, a single page could hold two to three hundred people, practically a black sheet.
“Zhuoga Yangzong was turning prayer wheels on Barkhor Street when a brass prayer wheel jammed and made a sharp sound. Startled, she crashed into a stone wall.”
“Cook Qiangba Quzha was simmering lamb bone soup when boiling broth laced with Sichuan pepper splashed into his eye.”