Chu Qingzhi furrowed her brows, sinking into her thoughts. If she were Tao Pengnan, where would she hide important things before faking her death? Where would she feel the safest?
After pondering for a moment, her gaze suddenly sharpened. She knew where.
Chu Qingzhi flew to the rooftop. With a few swift movements, she arrived at the room where Tao Pengnan stored the coffin.
When Tao Pengnan planned to fake his death, he intended to sleep in the coffin. However, the old man disrupted his plan, and the coffin remained untouched in this room.
For someone with a massive secret, the safest place to keep things would be by his side.
Chu Qingzhi raised her palm, and the coffin lid flew aside, revealing what was inside.
She stepped forward.
The coffin was empty.
Chu Qingzhi observed for a moment, then gently tapped the interior of the coffin. A hollow sound echoed when she reached the bottom.
