Chapter 69: Stealing Letter

Lin Hao got the address from Liu Bo.

Uncle Liu was a little worried: "Second Miss, if you have anything to do, let me handle it. Don't put yourself in danger."

He thought of Du Qing, his expression solemn: "That fortune teller is just an ordinary person, but the young man who follows him is a master who has seen blood. Second Miss, stay away from him."

"I know, don't worry, Uncle Liu."

A few days later, Uncle Liu brought more news: "The fortune teller sets up his stall under an old locust tree outside Shipan Hutong every day. He opens at the beginning of the morning and closes at the end of the evening. Sometimes he goes straight home, and sometimes he goes to get a pot of wine before returning. The young man has been waiting in the dark all the time -"

At this point, Uncle Liu's expression became strange: "Second Miss, who is that fortune teller? Why is he secretly protected by a master?"

"Well... I can't tell Uncle Liu for now." Lin Hao looked apologetic.

Uncle Liu smiled. "It's alright if the Second Miss can't say anything, but I still want to say something: stay away from that young man."

Lin Hao nodded in agreement and quietly left the house the next day.

This time, she did not ride Lin Xiaohua. She put some powder on her face that was slightly darker than her skin color, and her eyebrows were much thicker. At first glance, she looked like a beautiful girl from a small family.

She did not go directly to Master Mingxin's new residence, but went around to Shipan Hutong.

Shipan Hutong is a bustling place, with people selling needles and thread, sesame cakes, fried dough sticks and tofu pudding. The sounds of hawking and chatting and laughing are intertwined, outlining a strong sense of fireworks.

Under a sturdy old locust tree, a fortune teller with white hair and beard was drowsy, and the fortune-telling stall was deserted.

Lin Hao took a look from afar and confirmed that Master Mingxin had set up his stall, then went to his new place.

The gray-white alley was deep and narrow, and walking from one end to the end did not lead to a dead end, but to another street. Such an alley was undoubtedly convenient for people to escape at certain times.

Lin Hao stopped in front of an ordinary courtyard gate with a rusty lock hanging on it. It looked no different from the gates of other households.

This is the new residence of Master Mingxin.

Lin Hao pulled a piece of wire from her sleeve, bent it, and after a while of fumbling, she unlocked it. She slipped in and closed the door, carefully looking around.

Based on Lin Hao's understanding of Mingxin Zhenren, she knew she had been surrounded by danger from the moment she entered the courtyard. For example, the seemingly ordinary bluestone path leading directly to the entrance of the house would have been dangerous if she had walked along it normally.

Zhenren Mingxin is very skilled in the art of mechanical devices.

Lin Hao observed carefully, took the first tentative step, paused and waited before taking the second step. In this way, the short distance from the courtyard gate to the house door took a quarter of an hour.

There were three steps in total. Lin Hao stepped onto the second step, pushed open the door and stepped directly over the threshold.

The light in the house was not very good. There was a dining table and four broken chairs in the small main room. By observation, it could be judged that the east room was Mingxin Zhenren's living room, and the west room was Du Qing's.

Lin Hao searched the east room first.

After checking the bed, under the bed, pillows, bedding, boxes and wardrobes, nothing was found.

She went to the west room again.

The west room had far fewer items than the east room. Besides the bed and bedding, there was only a suitcase. After checking, the letters were still not found.

Lin Hao returned to the east room and began searching for the second time.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, it was afternoon.

Lin Hao pounded his aching waist, feeling a little depressed.

Although she could avoid those traps and hidden weapons, she had no confidence in hiding it from the teacher's eyes. The teacher would definitely find out someone had been there when he came back.

It can be said that she only has one chance.

Where will it be?

Lin Hao glanced at the furnishings in the room one by one.

The teacher would not carry letters with him. It was too unsafe for a small fortune teller to carry letters with him in a place like the capital where powerful people gathered, and it was hard to tell what kind of trouble he might encounter.

The letters must be in these three rooms.

etc!

Lin Hao suddenly had an idea and walked quickly into the main room.

She searched the east and west rooms four or five times, but did not check the main room.

There was really nothing to search in the main room, except for a table and four chairs, not even a long table. Lin Hao touched the table inch by inch, his hands getting greasy.

There is no secret compartment. It is just an ordinary dining table. Because it is too old, one of the legs is short and is supported by bricks underneath.

She examined the four chairs with the same carefulness, and her eyes fell on the brick.

Will it be——

A thought flashed through her mind, and Lin Hao lifted the table leg and pulled out the brick. The ground beneath the brick didn't seem to have been pried open, so she tapped it gently and found it wasn't hollow.

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Lin Hao sighed and was about to put down the table leg, but suddenly stopped.

She hooked her finger upwards and pulled out a roll of oil paper from the table leg.

When he opened the oil paper, he found several letters inside.

The bottom of the shorter table leg was hollowed out, and the letters were wrapped in oil paper and stuffed into the leg.

Lin Hao quickly opened a letter, glanced at it, and smiled.

It’s these letters!

She put the letter in her arms, took the brick and put it back under the table leg, made sure everything was back to normal, and tiptoed out of the room.

The autumn wind blew in my face, blowing away the stuffy air that had lingered in the house for a long time.

Lin Hao stretched his arms and legs, skipped the first step and stepped onto the second step, then walked to the gate of the courtyard in the opposite way as when he came in.

She reached out to open the door, but it slowly opened.

Lin Hao's hair stood on end, his back pressed against the wall, motionless.

Teacher and Du Qing came back early?

With Du Qing's skills, it would not be easy for her to escape!

Lin Hao had countless thoughts in his mind in an instant, holding his breath and waiting for an opportunity.

A man walked in cautiously.

Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief almost subconsciously.

Not Du Qing!

Therefore, she had planned to rush out the moment the door was pushed open, but she did not move at this moment.

The person who came in took a few steps and before he could see the layout of the courtyard clearly, he was stabbed in the buttocks by a hidden arrow that came from an unknown direction.

The expected screams were heard.

The man reached out to cover his buttocks, then staggered and fell to the ground.

Lin Hao glanced at the unconscious man lying on the ground, opened the door and slipped out.

The alley became darker, but her steps were extremely light.

Luckily, I got the letter successfully, and there was a thief who interfered with my view.

Lin Hao returned to the general's mansion, read the letters over and over again, and finally felt relieved.

Master Mingxin closed his stall on time and bought a few pancakes to take home.

The door was ajar.

He stopped at the gate of the yard and his expression turned cold.

Du Qing gestured to Master Mingxin to step aside and slowly pushed open the gate.

It was clear at a glance that there was a person lying down in the yard.

Du Qing walked over and kicked it, then squatted down to check: "He was poisoned by the arrow and fell unconscious. I'll go inside to check."

Not long after, he came out of the house and shook his head at Master Mingxin: "There's no one in the house."