"Of course we're here to catch ghosts. I already told you, isn't that obvious?" Feng Qingge's unique tone carried a hint of impatience as it reached the group's ears.
Qi Quan gasped for breath upon hearing this, and quietly glanced up at Mo Linyuan. Sure enough, his face darkened visibly, and his deep expression seemed to him as if he were gritting his teeth, but only for a moment.
"I had suspected that ghosts were behind this before, and your arrival has made me even more certain." Mo Linyuan looked at the person in the dark red robe in front of him. The person had been rummaging around in the room, seemingly looking for something.
"How did Your Highness come to suspect this?" Feng Qingge found it strange; how could she be so sure when she couldn't see the person?
"Hehe." Mo Linyuan chuckled wickedly, a hint of evil instantly creeping into his cold and stern face. "The coroner's examination revealed that, perhaps the Third Young Master should also go and take a look?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Qingge, who was rummaging through the house, suddenly sat up straight, turned to look at Mo Linyuan, and asked, "Is the body here?" Her serious expression suggested she was impatient.
Mo Linyuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. He had only intended to scare her, but she seemed genuinely interested. Of course, she wasn't afraid of ghosts or monsters, so why would she be afraid of the dead?
"Not here." He shook his head in denial.
"Where is it?" the question pressed.
Mo Linyuan hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke. "The government office."
"Please lead the way, Your Highness." Feng Qingge was indeed a little anxious. This corpse not only revealed the cause of death, but also some other evidence that others could not see.
Left with no other choice, the four of them left the courtyard and temporarily abandoned the room.
Mo Linyuan instructed the guards to keep watch over the area, and then the group took a carriage to the Jingzhao government office.
After the body of the Ministry of Rites official was discovered, it was taken directly to the yamen (government office). Because the official was a second-rank official, the Prefect of the Capital Prefecture did not dare to make a judgment on the case at will and had to report it to the higher authorities.
Upon hearing this, Mo Linyuan personally took over the case and immediately surrounded Ningchang Pavilion, as everyone inside was a suspect.
Therefore, all the girls, maids, pimps, and madams in the brothel were summoned to the yamen for a thorough investigation, but the conclusion was that no one was suspected.
After the coroner examined the body, he discovered that the official had died of fright. His eyes were vacant, his pupils were dilated, and his facial expression was grotesque, clearly indicating extreme terror.
Later, the people under Mo Linyuan heard that a girl had died in this building a few days ago, and that Ningchang Pavilion had been haunted recently.
In the past, Mo Linyuan would never have believed it and would have severely punished the person who spread the rumors.
However, now he had no choice but to believe it, especially after encountering Feng Qingge here, which made him even more certain.
When the four arrived at the yamen, they went directly to the mortuary. However, Mo Linyuan's status was too noble, and his entry into the yamen alerted the Prefect of the Capital.
Before long, the Prefect of Jingzhao arrived slowly with several constables.
The mortuary was located next to the government prison. It was a large hall that housed various corpses, all of which were covered with white cloth.
"Greetings, Your Highness." The Prefect of the Capital Prefecture arrived with a group of constables, bowed, and said.
The constables behind him were different; they all quickly knelt down, prostrated themselves, and dared not raise their heads.
"Get up." Mo Linyuan put his hands behind his back and looked down at the group.
"Thank you, Your Highness," everyone said in unison, and then stood at attention.
"I wonder what brings Your Highness here?" The Prefect of the Capital stepped forward, clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, and his upright face showed no trace of obsequiousness.
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