Not long after daybreak, a carriage bearing the Northern Office's insignia pulled up outside Jiang Mansion.
The coachman was another unfamiliar face.
Jiang Wang instinctively memorized his Divine Soul aura before looking into the carriage.
Zheng Shangming and Lin Youxie were both inside, seated on opposite sides in silence.
Different trades called for different skills.
They hadn't seen each other since the night before. They had likely each made some progress on the case, but from their expressions alone, it was impossible to tell that anything had changed.
Those skilled at finding clues were naturally skilled at hiding them, too.
Jiang Wang bent down and climbed into the carriage, taking the middle seat.
"This coachman is from my own household," Zheng Shangming said. "There are more patrol guards near your home. Changle Palace ordered it, and there are some near Deputy Commissioner Lin's home as well. The Crown Prince has given strict orders to ensure this case suffers no interference."
Jiang Wang understood. This was how they had dealt with the incident in which the coachman had been used to deliver a threatening message.
It wasn't that he, Jiang, didn't merit a larger show of force. It was simply that the coachman had already vanished in every sense of the word, leaving no one to hold accountable.
"Understood," Jiang Wang said.
He had little interest in today's search. His mind was occupied with what leads Gongsun Yu might be able to provide.
He had planned to cultivate all the way to Changsheng Palace, but Lin Youxie suddenly spoke up. "The examination results for the Eleventh Prince's medicinal broth are in."
"What did they find?"
"Besides Spirit-Suppressing Herb, it contained Blazing Sun Flower, Red Feather Powder, Red-Bellied Spider Leg... They're all medicines that help ward off Cold Poison."
"It seems there's