Chapter 1732

Chen Guanlou carried questions in his heart; a few days later, he made another trip to Prison Clerk Miao's home and found that the Miao family had left, and the house had been sold.

Such fast speed.

Like running for their lives!

To be precise, they had long been prepared to leave at any time. He asked the surrounding neighbors, but they all said they didn't know clearly and weren't familiar with the Miao family. The Miao family didn't like to interact, didn't walk human feelings, and only closed their doors to live their lives. Prison Clerk Miao was slightly more lively, but because he was too busy with his duties, he rarely participated in the gift-giving and coming-and-going between neighbors.

The Miao family sold the house and left; the neighbors only knew about it afterward. Beforehand, they really didn't hear a single movement.

Chen Guanlou:...

The Miao family's way of doing things was indeed inherited, practicing mysticism.

Chen Guanlou ran to the Ministry of Justice to find Sun Daooning for an explanation.

"The person is dead, and the Miao family is gone; now you can tell me the truth. Old Sun, don't tell me you don't know anything."

Sun Daooning really wanted to muddle through, but facing Chen Guanlou's eyes, he knew that if he didn't dig out a few heartfelt words today, he wouldn't be able to dismiss the guy in front of him.

"What do you want me to say?"

"What kind of person is Prison Clerk Miao? What's going on with the dozen or so extra prisoners?"

"Prison Clerk Miao is a person from the Ministry of Justice; as for whether he has any other identity besides being a prison clerk, I don't know and cannot answer you. The extra prisoners were caused by a procedural error."

Chen Guanlou chuckled coldly, "Old Sun, look at how old I am; I'm easy to fool, right?"

Sun Daooning held his forehead and frowned, worried to death.

After a moment, it seemed he had figured something out, "Forget it, forget it. I might as well tell you that the B-block prison is not entirely managed by the Ministry of Justice; for some prisoners, the Ministry of Justice is only managing them on behalf of others. Do you understand?"

Chen Guanlou said ah, "Managing on behalf of whom?"

"Don't ask about this; knowing too much is no good for you. The prison clerks of the B-block prison are arranged by someone. Prison Clerk Miao's background and his death are not things I can control. Prison Clerk Gu is the same."

Chen Guanlou heard this and clicked his tongue in admiration, "You mean there is a secret yamen that practices mysticism. Borrowing the Ministry of Justice's territory to do things on its own. The Ministry of Justice can't even ask, only cooperate?"

Sun Daooning nodded, admitting it.

Chen Guanlou sneered, "I can only think of one such yamen, and that is the City Gate Army. Don't tell me Prison Clerk Miao is a person from the City Gate Army."

"I didn't say anything." Sun Daooning spread his hands, "I don't know about the City Gate Army; it's all what you said."

Traitor!

Chen Guanlou pondered for a while, "Is Prison Clerk Gu also a person from the City Gate Army?"

"He is a Heavenly Prison clerk, naturally he is a Heavenly Prison person!" Sun Daooning was very good at speaking official jargon, and Chen Guanlou couldn't refute it.

"Why must you borrow the Heavenly Prison territory? Can't other prison cells do it?"

"How do you know other prison cells don't have it?" Sun Daooning asked back, and Chen Guanlou was speechless.

He laughed awkwardly, "Forget it, forget it, I won't ask about this matter. Goodbye!"

"Wait! The errand I asked you to handle, it's been so long, and there's still no result. Have you really been screening the Worshiping God Sect members?"

"Yes! I've been busy with this matter. It's hard to investigate! The Worshiping God Sect's doctrines, contact methods, characteristics—nothing. Screening out of thin air, there's no way to start. Give me some more time."

Chen Guanlou secretly complained.

Screening the Worshiping God Sect was thankless, and he regretted agreeing to Old Sun a little.

If it really doesn't work, he still has to take Zhang Daohe's path.

It's just that he and Zhang Daohe had been out of contact for several years. I don't know if the other party has found a 'new love' and forgotten about him, the 'old love'!

Seeking immortals and asking about the Dao, he didn't even come to find him for assistance; before, he kept saying something about being a child of luck, and with him, the luck would be like a rainbow—it turns out it was all a lie.

A man's mouth is a ghost that lies!

Zhang Daohe, this cult leader, crossed the river and tore down the bridge; it wasn't authentic.

"Don't wait until the end, when the Embroidered Uniform Guard has found out the truth, and you still haven't made any progress." Sun Daooning complained fiercely, very dissatisfied with Chen Guanlou's work efficiency.

The Worshiping God Sect was like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, which could fall down at any time to cut off someone's head.

The Emperor had already urged them several times and lost his temper several times. Among the Three Judicial Offices, everyone was having a hard time.

The Embroidered Uniform Guard had mobilized their entire nest to catch people everywhere.

Recently, the public security in the capital had improved a lot; ruffians and hooligans had disappeared from the streets and alleys, all hiding at home as good citizens. Jianghu heroes didn't come out to perform chivalry, and everyone was a pure and good person without the strength to truss a chicken.

The deterrent power of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was sufficient; once they mobilized, they could deter all the small people in the world.

"I'll try my best, I'll try my best!"

Chen Guanlou prevaricated casually, like a scumbag who pulls up his pants and doesn't recognize anyone, only making verbal promises. Whether it could be done, only the ghost knows.

He was not active in screening, but he was not passive either.

He just didn't put his heart into it.

If he were willing to put in some effort, he could still find some leads.

Sometimes, the leads were right in front of him; a certain prisoner vaguely had a problem, and his intuition had already told him, but he was lazy and didn't want to move, lifting his hand to let it pass.

Why is this?

A mere two thousand taels, asking him to do twenty thousand taels of work—absolutely impossible!

Inspecting the prison cells as usual, his footsteps stopped in front of a certain prison cell that was most suspicious, and he stared at the prisoner in the cell for a few eyes. Huang Ye hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "My lord, is there a problem with this prisoner?"

Chen Guanlou's expression was playful, "The problem is huge."

Huang Ye didn't understand.

Because of the screening, he had almost memorized the case files of these prisoners.

The prisoner in the cell was surnamed Liu, called Liu Youliang, a handyman in a private school who had offended his superiors, offended the female relatives of the master's family, and added theft, which was why he was caught.

The fact was, this guy was bold and lustful, attempting to rape the female relatives. The victim's side, in order to maintain the female relatives' reputation, inserted a charge of theft.

Committing such a rebellious act in the school, blaspheming the sage, could be called a heinous crime.

The Ministry of Justice detained him and punished him severely.

Huang Ye still didn't understand, "Can the lord enlighten me, what problem does this person have?"

Chen Guanlou smiled half-smilingly, "A person who has been a handyman for twenty or thirty years suddenly becomes insane and dares to rape the master's female relatives. Ask yourself, has he done similar things before, and did he succeed and escape? Otherwise, where did he get the guts?

If he hadn't done it before, what drove him to commit the crime suddenly? I remember it was written in the case file that this person's wife passed away several years ago, and he would go to the flower and willow place to solve it when he had money. Since he had already solved it, why couldn't he control himself?

Furthermore, with his physique and age, how strong was his desire that he dared to offend the master's female relatives? So many problems, why can't you see them?"

Huang Ye's head was buzzing.

He never expected that the most ordinary-looking prisoner would have so many questions about him.

"I understand, I will keep a close eye on him and screen him well. I will never let go of any suspicious personnel."

Chen Guanlou said hmm, not caring at all how Huang Ye investigated or whether he could find the problem.

He pointed to Liu Youliang in the cell and asked directly: "What position do you hold in the Worshiping God Sect? Coming into the Heavenly Prison, is it to cause trouble, or to avoid disaster?"