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Chapter 599

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Chapter 599: Dismantling the Storehouse

Just as the two were in a state of confusion.

The sound of a flute could be heard.

The sound of the flute was melodious and sad. Sometimes it was soothing, sometimes it was hurried, sometimes it was clear, sometimes it was low, but it was very clean.

It was like resentment and admiration!

It was like weeping and complaining!

Those who heard it couldn't help but feel sad.

Who would associate such a refined and outstanding man with a thief who stole the disaster relief funds?

The sound of the flute lasted for a long time before it stopped. Wen Xian only left when the sky gradually darkened.

Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu also returned to Anchang Courtyard.

After following him for a whole day, they didn't find anything useful other than that conclusion.

That day, Lang Po sneaked into the Si Residence and searched every room under the cover of darkness.

Nothing!

For the next few days, Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong continued to follow Wen Xian. Every morning, he would go to the Flying Crane House to get medicine, return home, go to the outskirts …

Repeat!

On this day, Wen Xian came out of the clinic with the two following behind him.

His pace was neither fast nor slow.

Suddenly, a group of children rushed out and bumped into Wen Xian.

The packets of medicine in his hand fell to the ground. The ropes fell off and the medicine inside spilled out.

After bumping into him, the children ran away like a swarm of bees.

Wen Xian wasn't annoyed. He squatted down and picked up the scattered medicine. He threw the dirty ones on the ground and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the scattered and dirty medicine on the ground, Ji Yunshu stopped. She picked up the medicine with a handkerchief and wrapped it up.

"Why are you picking up these medicine?"

"Bring it back to Mo Ruo to see what kind of medicine it is. Why did he come to get it every other day?"

Oh!

After returning, Ji Yunshu gave the medicine to Mo Ruo.

"What medicine is this?" she asked.

Mo Ruo was lazily sitting in the courtyard, weaving something with bamboo.

He glanced at the bag.

"You and Jing Rong followed that brat for a few days, and this is all you got? And it's just an ordinary medicine. "

It was hard to conceal his disdain.

Ji Yunshu asked, "Ordinary medicine? What is it used for? "

"To nourish the body."

"Nourish the body?"

Mo Ruo frowned and stopped what he was doing. "Even if I closed my eyes, I would know what these medicines are. What is it used for? It was nursed back to health, I can't be wrong. "

His tone was arrogant!

Ji Yunshu was speechless.

Mo Ruo said, "Actually, you don't have to feel sleepy. This medicine should be taken by Wen Xian himself."



He's eating by himself? "

"On the night of the assassination by the man in black, I saw that his complexion wasn't right. It was obvious that he was suffering from internal problems, which should have been present since he was born. This kind of person is born weak and sickly, so it's normal for him to take medicine for a long time."

"Oh!"

In other words, the only clue they had was completely useless? She had indeed followed him for nothing these past few days.

Not a single bit of information was found!

After a few days, Lang Po also came back to report, "We've searched every inch of the Si residence. There's no secret passage. After that man in black went in, he never came out again. It's as if he vanished from the face of the earth."

Now, even Lang Po couldn't believe his own eyes. Could it be that he was seeing things?

Otherwise, how could a living person just disappear like that?

Jing Rong pondered for a moment, "There must be some mechanism in the Si residence that we don't know about. If they were able to quietly exchange the disaster relief funds in an iron-walled warehouse, then it would be a piece of cake for them to hide someone in an ordinary room."

"Does that mean that the Si family also knows the art of escape?"

Jing Rong felt that something was amiss, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

After a while, he slammed his hand on the table, "Could it be that there's something wrong with the relay station's warehouse?"

"But there's an iron wall inside. Moreover, didn't Your Highness already see it? Other than that door, not even a mosquito can enter. "

His eyes lit up and he suddenly stood up.

"To the relay station."

… …

At the relay station.

Official Lin couldn't help but tremble when he saw Jing Rong. He stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Jing Rong led his men towards the warehouse without saying a word and ordered someone to open the door.

The moment the door opened, the smell of rusted iron and metal assaulted his nostrils.

He strode in and circled the room a few times, knocking on the iron wall several times.

He refused to believe it!

"Tear down this warehouse."

Ah!

Official Lin hurriedly said, "Your Highness, you can't do that! This warehouse is specially used to store the court's disaster relief funds. If it's torn down … "

"Disaster relief funds?" Jing Rong coldly looked at him, "Have you seen any disaster relief funds in all these years?"

"This …"

Never seen any!

"What's the use of a useless room?"

Official Lin was speechless.

The corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't try to stop them.

Jing Rong ordered, "Tear it down!"

Lang Po shouted at his men and began to tear down the warehouse along with the people from the relay station.

Chains, crowbars, sledgehammers, shovels …

Every tool that could be used was used.

Fortunately, buildings in ancient times didn't have steel bars, so it didn't take much time to tear them down.

Under the continuous' attack 'of the crowd, the warehouse was finally torn down, leaving only the iron wall behind.

"Your Highness!"

Lang Po shouted loudly.

"There's a secret compartment in this wall."

Jing Rong walked over to take a look, only to discover that the iron wall seemed to have activated some kind of mechanism. There was actually a large square hole in the wall.

It looked like a window.

On the other side of the wall was an ordinary room used to store the goods of merchants.

"It really is a secret passage."

Lang Po was shocked, "Who designed this secret compartment? I can't see anything on the wall, and I don't know how it was opened. "

Jing Rong questioned Official Lin, "What happened?"

"This lowly official doesn't know."

He was also dumbfounded!

Looking at the hole in the iron wall, his whole body trembled.

Jing Rong said, "It seems that the disaster relief funds were secretly exchanged this way."

"Your Highness, this really has nothing to do with this lowly official!" Official Lin hurriedly said, "Please investigate this clearly, Your Highness."

"Then why don't you explain why there is a hidden compartment on this wall?"

"This …" He hurriedly thought, "This warehouse was built by the best craftsmen in Yufu. I really didn't know that there would be a secret compartment in this iron wall. This lowly official wouldn't dare to do something like this even if I had ten heads."

His hands and feet trembled in fear.

Jing Rong looked at him and clenched his fist, "Who built this? Bring them all here. "

The order was given!

Very quickly, the craftsmen and workers who had built this warehouse were summoned over.

Everyone was shocked to see that there was a secret compartment in the iron wall that they had built all those years ago.

They looked at each other in dismay.

Official Lin said, "Your Highness, because this was to store the disaster relief funds, we hired the best craftsmen and workers, and they all have clean backgrounds."

Jing Rong ignored his words and looked at the craftsmen.

He asked, "Back then, you were the ones who built this warehouse. Can anyone tell this Prince who designed the secret compartment in this wall?"

No one made a sound!

"This matter concerns the disaster relief funds and the imperial court. Why don't you tell us?"

Everyone was so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground.

One of them raised his head and said, "Your Highness, this secret compartment was definitely not built by us. We really don't know!"

Lang Po stepped forward, "You better tell us the truth. Otherwise, if we find evidence, we will definitely take your lives."

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