"Lord, there's only one box left, the other five boxes must have been divvied up."
"Interrogate the people we've caught first," Chu Heng squatted down, took out the gold ingot inside, and the official seal was stamped conspicuously underneath, indicating that this batch of gold was the imperial court's Disaster Relief Silver.
Something's not right…
Chu Heng frowned, hurriedly took the silver back to the Ministry of Punishment, and flipped through the dossiers. Liu Ruying and Zhang Zhi followed him, asking, "Lord, is there anything you need our help with?"
"You two look for any cases of missing Disaster Relief Silver from the past fifteen years." Seeing that the two were willing to act as unpaid labor, Chu Heng didn't hold back and used them directly.
Liu Ruying was a bit puzzled, "Lord, why are you doing this? Aren't we going to continue looking for the gold? What if they escape?"
Zhang Zhi, hearing him ask such a silly question, was at a loss for words.
