Gu Meishu suddenly spoke, which made Chu Yunqing stunned, and he subconsciously turned the page with his hand.

"What's wrong?" He asked doubtfully, "Did you discover something?"

"Look here." Gu Meishu pointed to a line of words in the book.

At this time, the two of them were inevitably very close to each other because they were reading the same book. The smell on Gu Meishu's body was very good. Chu Yunqing was a little embarrassed and even more embarrassed, but at this time when he heard her solemn tone, he felt in his heart

The distracting thoughts were immediately cleared, and he quickly looked away.

"On the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Qin Tian Prison takes the prison car." Chu Yunqing read out slowly, then was stunned.

Qin Tianjian?

"Can Qin Tian Prison also use it to get into the prison van?" he asked puzzledly.

Gu Meishu glanced at him and said nothing.

Chu Yunqing hurriedly went out and looked around, but the scribe who followed Mi Shu out earlier had long since disappeared.

"Where are the people?" He looked at the empty yard and the silence around him, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Gu Meishu came from behind.

"It seems we are in trouble." Her face was equally serious.

Chu Yunqing moved his feet and walked towards the main room of the prison.

But after searching around and asking the officials passing by, both the scribe and Mi Shu who were responsible for recording had disappeared, and no one had seen them leaving or where they were going.

"They must have known what we were investigating, so they escaped." Chu Yunqing threw the book in his hand to the ground and said bitterly.

Gu Meishu shook her head and said: "It's useless to be angry now. After all, we have some clues."

Chu Yunqing's eyes sharpened, "Go to Qintian Prison!"

…

Chu Yunqing didn't expect that he would come to Qintian Prison again so soon.

It was past noon, but he didn't feel hungry at all.

Gu Meishu did eat some fruit on the carriage, but Chu Yunqing was anxious about Ai Xiaozhou and had no appetite at all.

The door of Qintian Prison was closed, but there were officers and soldiers on duty at the door.

"How to get in?" Chu Yunqing asked.

Ye Chengfeng was killed by him last night. Even if the current Qintian Prison can't see anything strange, the atmosphere inside must be heavy, and they must be investigating the cause of Ye Chengfeng's death.

The two of them visiting at this time may arouse suspicion, but the matter about the carriage has been found here, and it is the only clue. Even the mysterious man is inside.

Chu Yunqing had no reason to back down.

"It only says that Qin Tianjian took the carriage, but it doesn't say who it is." Gu Meishu said: "It's not easy to find."

Chu Yunqing frowned and said, "Then what do you think?"

"How did you get in when you encountered situations like this before?" Gu Meishu raised her chin towards the Qintian Prison.

Chu Yunqing raised his eyebrows.

"Qintian Prison is not big, so it is not difficult to find a carriage." Gu Meishu chuckled.

Chu Yunqing understood it as soon as he heard it, but he still asked: "What if it doesn't happen?"

Gu Meishu was silent for a moment and said, "If not, it means the carriage and people are outside."

Chu Yunqing glanced at the plaque of Qintian Prison and said, "I know what to do."

Then, Gu Meishu watched him walk into a side alley.

"Girl, are you just looking at me like this?" On the carriage shaft, the old coachman sat with his legs crossed, looking away from the figure that had disappeared into the alley.

"What else?" In the carriage, Gu Meishu flicked her clean nails, "I, a weak woman, can't do dirty things, right?"

The old coachman smiled, took the wine bag from his waist, and took a sip.

"I heard that Ye Chengfeng died last night." He said.

Gu Meishu's expression did not change, as if she was not surprised at all.

"Boring." Seeing that he didn't get a response, the old coachman immediately covered his face with a bamboo hat, sat back and dozed off.

…

Chu Yunqing climbed over the wall and entered the Qintian Prison. He had been here twice at least. Even though it was at night, he was more or less familiar with the place.

It was easy to be discovered during the day, so he tried his best to act normal, concealing his energy while walking carefully in Qintian Prison.

The carriages are usually parked in the backyard, where there are stables, but Qin Tian Prison is full of alchemists. Of course, they cannot go in and out like horsemen, but in more elegant carriages.

Therefore, there are not many carriages in Qintian Prison.

The backyard was very large. Chu Yunqing approached quietly. Opposite the stables, there was a row of unloaded carriages, and at this time, servants were feeding the horses.

Chu Yunqing felt it for a moment. In order to observe better, he directly picked up a stone, threw it and hit the handyman on the back of the head.

The handyman groaned and fell down.

A horse was still drinking water, now wagging its ears and looking around on alert.

Chu Yunqing smiled, then calmed down and walked towards the carriage.

At a rough count, there must be more than twenty carriages. They all look similar in appearance and are made entirely of wood, so they are not considered luxurious.

He carefully observed the wheels of these carriages and looked at them one by one.

Exactly the same! Chu Yunqing stood next to the last carriage and frowned. The wheels of these carriages were all the same width, and the shafts were not like the prison carriages Gu Meishu described. They were just ordinary carriages of the same specifications.

"It's really not there." He thought.

Then, Chu Yunqing glanced at the fainted handyman, walked over, scooped a ladle of water and poured it on him to wake him up.

"Ah!" The handyman was hit by the cold water and immediately woke up.

"Don't scream!" Chu Yunqing glared at him.

The handyman shut up sensibly.

"Let me ask you, do you usually take care of these carriages?" Chu Yunqing asked.

The handyman nodded honestly.

"So, are all the carriages in Qintian Prison here?" Chu Yun asked again.

The handyman had some doubts in his eyes, but he still nodded in agreement.

"If you think about it again, is there anything else?" Chu Yunqing frowned.

The handyman shook his head and said: "There are twenty-four chariots in total. They were customized by the alchemists from Nancheng Car Shop according to the twenty-four solar terms. They are all here."

Chu Yunqing was inevitably a little disappointed, but he still asked: Are there any carriages leaving Qintian Prison these days?"

The handyman thought for a while and said: "It's approaching the New Year, and most of the alchemists are not here. There was a carriage out last night, and some people went out to have New Year's Eve dinner and drink."

"Which carriage is it?" Chu Yunqing asked.

The handyman pointed at one of the cars and said, "That's the one who hasn't had time to clean the car yet."

"Clean the car?"

"These carriages must be wiped clean after every trip."

Chu Yunqing looked over there and saw that there was still some semi-dry soil on the axle.

"Are you here all year long?" he asked.

"That's right." The handyman nodded.

"On the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, did Qin Tian Jian set up additional carriages?" Chu Yunqing asked.

"The fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month?" The handyman was stunned. This was half a month ago. He carefully recalled his memories.

To be honest, judging from the current situation, Chu Yunqing didn't have much hope that he could learn something from this handyman. His initial plan was to go directly to the person in charge of Qintian Supervisor!

"But speaking of which, there was a carriage that day, which was a bit strange." The handyman said.
Chapter completed!