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Sang Qingxiao glanced at his wound several times before whispering a few words with Huang Qi to the side.
After examining the corpse, the officials from The Office of Censors began to meticulously investigate the scene. On the desk lay a confession letter presented to Qi Shuo. He quickly read through it and said, "Liu Fan, your father wrote that he seeks The Office of Censors' help in finding his grandson. So, where is the child? Has he not arrived yet?"
Liu Fan wore a bitter expression. "Yes, I always thought he was learning his craft."
Qi Shuo continued, "Your father asked us for help but provided no clues at all. Can you give us any information?"
Liu Fan shook his head. "I don’t know anything."
"What is the child's name? How old is he? What does he look like?"
"The child's name is Liu Cong. He is seven years old and has been born simple-minded. His eyes only light up when he sees the mechanical models at home. He has an extraordinary talent for mechanics; by the age of two or three, he had already solved all the basic models of the Liu Family. His father treasures him dearly, which is why he took such risks for him. Sigh, if it weren’t for him..."
"Please provide a portrait."
"Thank you, my lord."
The clues seemed to have reached a dead end here. According to protocol, Lei Luo, Huang Qi, and Liu Fan were all detained.
However, while people could be captured, work could not be halted. Just as they faced this dilemma, Lei Zong'ao personally came to visit. Qi Shuo discussed today’s events with him, but Lei Zong'ao did not inquire further about his son; he simply stated that it was up to the officials to decide and turned to leave, supporting the entire operation.
As Sang Qingxiao turned around, she asked, "Old Master Lei, do you have any knowledge of mechanics?"
Unlike Lei Luo, Lei Zong'ao had long resided in the Capital and was somewhat familiar with Sang Qingxiao. He replied, "Not as proficient as the Liu Family."
Sang Qingxiao made her request known: if convenient, she hoped Old Master would thoroughly examine every part of the Xuan De Imperial Tomb in case there were other mechanisms present.
Lei Zong'ao smiled, thinking along similar lines. "Old Man is about to check; we cannot afford any more incidents in the territory managed by the Lei Family."
He chuckled; while the wish was good, it might not come true as he hoped.
After Sang Qingxiao was settled for rest, Qi Shuo remained busy until late into the night. Noticing that her tent's candlelight was still burning brightly, he called out to her through the curtain.
Sang Qingxiao took the opportunity to ask a few questions. "Has Old Master Lei discovered anything?"
"Not yet; he’s investigating thoroughly and estimates it will take another two or three days."
"So slow!" Sang Qingxiao's tone carried some dissatisfaction.
"Mechanics are not his specialty. I suggested letting Liu Fan assist him, but judging by his expression, it’s clear he doesn’t trust him."
"But," Sang Qingxiao said, "even if there’s distrust, we must send him over!"
The girl meant that Liu Fan might have issues and that this was an opportunity to test him.
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