Hua Buxie had never seen nitre, but Yun Que had. In Uncle Qi’s charlatan clinic, there was plenty of the stuff—slabs of it, used in medicine, each piece surprisingly heavy.
Hua Buxie’s expression turned solemn as she fell into deep, silent thought. Nitre was not particularly rare, and she knew Yun Que had no reason to lie to her. If the account book was merely a decoy used by the Red Lotus Cult to distract investigators, then where did their massive supply of nitre truly come from?
Hua Buxie was clever. Being a disciple of the Head of the Tianshu Bureau was proof enough of her intellect. Over the years, she had cracked countless bizarre cases, and she had always been quite confident in her investigative abilities. Yet today, she truly could not figure out the source of the Red Lotus Cult’s nitre.
Chapter 102