The Empress's No.1 Lackey-Chapter 1132 - 616: Empress: This Time, I Will Take Action

Chapter 1132: Chapter 616: Empress: This Time, I Will Take Action

"Card slot?" On the steps outside Taiqing Palace, Xu Zhenguan paused and turned his head to stare at her with a blank expression in his eyes, coincidentally, a car drove by in the distance, and the headlights briefly illuminated the Empress’s face like a flash of lightning in the dark night.

Seeing her bewildered look, Zhao Douan had already gotten the answer.

The Empress didn’t know what a card slot was, and naturally wouldn’t have opened it.

"Bang bang..." His heart started racing, Zhao Douan pressed his lips tightly together, lowered his head, and fixed his gaze on the machine in his hand.

On the side of the phone, the markings of the card slot were clear and distinct.

If this phone truly held clues, where would they be hidden? He pressed the phone screen again, glancing at the signal icon in the upper right corner—full bars.

This meant it was a phone with a SIM card...

Could the phone card hold clues? And reading the "phone card" requires more than just unlocking.

Perhaps influenced by set thinking, he had not considered this direction.

"Wait for me here." Zhao Douan suddenly stood up, tossed out a word, and sprinted towards the 24-hour convenience store outside the alley.

Xu Zhenguan froze, hugging his knees as he sat on the steps waiting.

Before long, Zhao Douan ran back again, with a metal... card pin in his hand!

Then, Zhao Douan sat on the steps and, using the light from the streetlamp, inserted the card pin into the Empress’s phone’s deep card slot.

Apply a gentle force!

The card slot silently popped out, and under the Empress’s curious gaze, Zhao Douan carefully took out the SIM card from inside the phone body.

Swallowed a gulp of saliva.

Zhao Douan then did the same, using his own phone’s card slot to pop out a spare card and replaced it with the Empress’s card.

Reassembled it, the screen popped up with network provider information.

Zhao Douan was delighted, quickly tapped into the phone book, then... his pupils slightly contracted.

Only one string of phone numbers was stored on Zhenbao’s card.

There’s indeed a clue!

Zhao Douan’s breath tightened, glanced at the Empress, and dialed the number with his finger.

"Beep—beep—beep—"

In the alley, the phone sound transmitted clearly into their ears, after a moment, the call was connected.

A woman’s voice came through the receiver: "Hello?"

Xu Zhenguan suddenly grabbed Zhao Douan’s wrist, excitedly mouthed: "Temple priest, it’s that temple priest!"

On the other end, it was the voice of the female temple priest from Taiqing Palace!

Zhao Douan suppressed his excitement and spoke deeply: "Hello, I am..."

"Click."

The call was hung up.

Both were dumbfounded.

Just as Zhao Douan planned to redial, a text message popped up on the phone, he opened it, the message contained a residential address.

Along with a sentence at the end: "The key is under the mat at the door."

"This..."

Zhao Douan’s eyes brightened: "Our guess was right, the female temple priest is the guide in ’Human World’, this address is the clue given by her."

Xu Zhenguan also stood up excitedly: "Then what are we waiting for?"

After such a long search, finally there was progress, they wouldn’t delay anymore.

Zhao Douan immediately hailed a cab, taking the Empress with him to wait at the alley entrance.

While waiting for the car, Zhao Douan continued to fiddle with the phone, but not to call the female temple priest again.

Instead, he began logging into WeChat, Douyin... He called his own number, got the phone number, then used the verification code unhindered...

"So, you knew there was this thing inside the phone all along?" Xu Zhenguan turned his head to watch him operate.

"Hmm, almost every phone has one." Zhao Douan answered instinctively.

Xu Zhenguan said in a low tone: "Then you let me look for a password for so long."

Zhao Douan: "..."

After several attempts, confirming this SIM card was purely a new number, not registered on major apps, he gave up trying, turned his head, looking serious: "Let’s change the subject, alright?"

Empress: "..."

...

The text message address was located in Binjiang District.

Before long, they got out of the ride-hailing car, in front of an old apartment complex that showed its age.

Therefore, they easily entered the complex through the small gate that was still open at night.

After expending some effort, they finally found the corresponding building.

"Cough!"

Zhao Douan activated the sensor light, leading the Empress up the stairs.

In the dilapidated corridor, the water and heating pipes were exposed, the dirty walls packed with locksmith ads.

The air was filled with an unpleasant smell.

They climbed to the sixth floor in one go, Zhao Douan bent over, lifted the doormat under the security door, and indeed found a key in a depression on the ground.

"Hidden so obviously, aren’t they afraid it will be picked up by someone....." Zhao Douan complained.

His hands didn’t stop moving, "Clack" sound twisted open the old-fashioned security door covered in small ads, pitch dark inside.

He groped to find the hallway light and turned it on.

The soft light spread out, illuminating the roughly fifty-square-meter old-style apartment.

With one glance, the layout was clear.

They exchanged a glance, cautiously opening one door after another.

The bathroom, kitchen, side bedroom... all very clean, looking as though nobody had lived there for a long time.

When they pushed open the door to the bedroom and switched on the light, they simultaneously paused.

In the master bedroom, similarly, the items were neatly arranged, as if the homeowner had carefully tidied up before leaving.

But on the bedroom wall, it was covered with black ink strokes, like the clumsy handwriting of a dog.

It’s writing from Yu Country!

"Grand Ancestor’s true writing!" Xu Zhenguan cried out softly in excitement: "This is the Grand Ancestor Emperor’s handwriting!"

Ah... such ugly writing is Xu’s? Zhao Douan opened his mouth, remembering the stick-figure style painting on the wall, fell into silence.

The pink-white walls were densely covered with ink strokes, almost completely filled.