Plotting with You: The Forensic Scientist in Ancient Times!-Chapter 513 - 512: Prison Carriage

The nephew of King Fan was visibly stunned, apparently only aware that he needed Lu Qing to acknowledge his noble status, as no ordinary person could easily move him. However, he was unclear about Lu Qing’s actual identity.

Upon hearing that the opponent’s background was even more significant than he originally thought, he seemed a bit flustered as well, and rushed to call the guards who had walked far away back, as if fearing they would really bring out the executioners and create a mess that he couldn’t manage.

"He... He said he is Prince Xiaoyao of Jin Country. Quickly search him to see if he has a waist card!" King Fan’s nephew stammeringly instructed the guards he had just called back.

The guard turned back, felt Lu Qing’s chest, and indeed found a hard object. He hurriedly took it out and handed it over to King Fan’s nephew.

King Fan’s nephew took a look. Actually, he had never seen what the Imperial Family’s waist card looked like in the Capital, and couldn’t tell if the one taken from Lu Qing’s breast was real or fake.

But at this moment, he didn’t care about that, fearing that he might complicate matters, and ultimately not know how to end it.

So, he put on a slightly exaggerated surprised expression, pointed at Lu Qing, stamped his foot, and cursed, "You, as a dignified member of the Imperial Family, not staying in Jin Country but coming to Fan Country for what?!

Since you claim to be Prince Xiaoyao, why impersonate the Wandering Divine Doctor?!

Tell me, did the Emperor send you to harm my uncle?!"

"This matter is unrelated to the present Holy Emperor. My fellow disciple indeed is the Divine Doctor, never faked. I simply accompany him." Lu Qing raised his eyes and looked at him, "I advise you to speak carefully and act prudently. If you speak out of turn and it becomes an issue later, no one can protect you."

King Fan’s nephew realized Lu Qing meant he had not shown proper respect when referring to Emperor Jin earlier. Privately, it was fine, as long as it wasn’t broadcasted.

However, if it spread and was overheard, the consequences would not be within his control.

He hurriedly closed his mouth, hesitated a moment, then resumed the words Lu Qing almost interrupted: "Anyway... it’s you who caused my uncle’s death, and he was still a dignified King Fan! He cannot die unclear and without explanation!

Since you are Prince Xiaoyao, I cannot touch you. Guards! Prepare the carriage!

I will escort these people together to the Capital of Jin Country and appear before the Emperor! I will demand an explanation for my uncle’s death!"

"Not only that," Yan Daoxin, being under the scorching sun and sweating profusely, feeling uncomfortable and naturally not in good spirits, couldn’t help but sarcastically said, "Your uncle passed away, and he had no offspring.

You’re just his nephew and not adopted under his name.

To inherit your uncle’s title, you also need to seek a decree from the present Holy Emperor."

"Exactly!" King Fan’s nephew didn’t realize Yan Daoxin was mocking him and cheerfully nodded.

Yan Daoxin didn’t expect that he would react like this, glanced at him speechlessly, and lost the mood to ridicule the fool further.

Soon enough, a guard came over to announce the carriages were ready for immediate departure.

Then Zhu Yu and the others watched as a team of guards wrapped King Fan’s corpse tightly in cloth, carried it out, and brought a coffin filled with materials to slow the body’s decay.

The corpse was placed in the coffin, sealed, and then carried to be loaded onto the carriage.

King Fan’s nephew stood by reminding them not to forget to put plenty of ice in the carriage so that the remains wouldn’t decay before reaching the Capital, as explaining it to the Emperor would be troublesome.

In less than half an hour, everything was ready. Given the distance of their journey this time, such preparation speed clearly wasn’t a spontaneous decision.

None of Zhu Yu’s group was surprised by this; they let a few guards escort them to the gate where several carriages were parked. Aside from the special one for the coffin and the luxury carriage for King Fan’s nephew, there was another carriage, pulled by four horses, that seemed custom-built. It wasn’t exactly a prison cage nor a carriage, but looked sufficient to fit all five of them inside.

Then the five of them were indeed stuffed into this specially made prison carriage.

As for how comfortable they were inside, it certainly couldn’t be said to be pleasant, as the space only allowed them to lean against it, not lie down.

However, compared to the usual prison cars, which are open on all sides, at least this thing had small windows for ventilation and didn’t expose them to the sun and rain, which was already quite good.

Zhu Yu thought someone would help untie their ropes once shut inside the prison car, but this time she guessed wrong.

The five of them were tossed into the prison carriage like five dumplings, and once the door was locked, no one paid any attention.

Rune shouted for a long time, but those moving around outside simply ignored him.

"Rune, don’t waste your effort," Zhu Yu began to stop the still unwilling Rune, "They pretend to be deaf, no matter how loud you shout, they won’t hear.

To make us resentful when we see the Holy Emperor, it’s likely that these people won’t make it easy for us on this journey."

"Second Master, don’t worry, these lousy ropes are nothing more serious than noodles to me!" As Fu Lu spoke, he intended to break the ropes tied behind him, "If they don’t untie us, we will untie ourselves."

"No! Don’t move recklessly!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Yu quickly stopped him, "We must follow their plan, if something goes wrong now, we won’t be able to understand the subsequent developments.

It’s better to follow their plan step by step; our position won’t be so passive."

"But... will this work?" Fu Lu looked at Zhu Yu, feeling conflicted despite her being bound.

Both he and his brother Rune were tough-skinned and well-trained, although uncomfortable, but nothing too serious.

Their Lord was noble but never regarded himself as delicate, often leading them while enduring hardships during travels. Although the current situation was indeed humiliating, it wasn’t unbearable.

However, the lady was different. Regardless of whether Shuo Country women were not as delicate as those from Jin, or whether she had been pampered as the beloved daughter in Fanwang Mansion, she was ultimately gentle... uh... it seemed that his lady was braver than most men, not so gentle...

In any case, having a lady bound like this on the journey was certainly inappropriate.