"Boss, that phone number was found." Qi Han's voice remembered on the phone.

"Where's the number." Su Mingyuan asked in a deep voice, with an anxious meaning in his voice, as if if he was a second slower, Qiao Yue would be a little farther away from him.

"Yes, the phone number of the city jail." Qi Han's voice was a little hesitant, with a serious taste.

Qi Han knew that Qiao Yue's father was in that prison, and when he got this number, knowing that it was the prison's phone number, he already realized in his heart that something bad must have happened.

Listening to Qi Han's words, Su Mingyuan's heart sank, and the ominous premonition became even stronger.

Could it be that something happened to Qiao Yue's father, why did the prison call her, and Qiao Yue's reaction after answering the phone.

It stands to reason that the prison should not take the initiative to call the families of prisoners serving their sentences, unless something happens, and the family must go over to deal with it.

"I see." Su Mingyuan hung up the phone, quickly turned the head of the car, and drove in the direction of the prison on the outskirts of Checheng.

After about an hour, he finally arrived at the driver's door, stopped the car, and he immediately got out of the car and walked inside.

As soon as he got out of the car, Su Mingyuan's eyes searched the parking space at the entrance of the prison, wanting to find Qiao Yue's car.

But the strange thing is that he didn't find Qiao Yue's car here, isn't she here?

Su Mingyuan came to the prison communication room with doubts, wanting to go over and ask for clarification.

"Who's going to find who?" Security personnel in the communication room asked.

Su Mingyuan knew that all visitors here had to be at a specific time, and they needed to register before they could enter. Nuancai Literature Network

"Is there a girl visiting me today?" Su Mingyuan looked at the security guard and asked.

"Girls?" The security guard asked rhetorically, not knowing who he was talking about.

Su Mingyuan didn't know how to describe it, he simply took out his mobile phone, found a photo of Qiao Yue, and turned the phone to show him.

"That's her, have you been here today?" Su Mingyuan asked.

Because Qiao Yue is very beautiful, it is not the kind of plastic surgery face carved in the same mold, but the kind that will leave an impression when you see it once, if she has been here, the security guard will leave an impression nine times out of ten.

"She's here, but she's not here to visit the prison." The prison guard recognized the person in the photo as the one who had come here in the morning to collect the relics, and she had been crying, so he was very impressed with her.

"Not here to visit the prison?" Su Mingyuan asked puzzledly, she didn't come to the prison to visit the prison, so why did she come here, and why did the prison call her.

"Yes, that prisoner seems to be her father, who passed away in the early hours of this morning, and she came to go through the formalities to receive the prisoner's relics." The security guard said without changing his face.

"Dead?" Su Mingyuan was shocked for a moment, but then he calmed down again.

This can also explain why the prison called Qiao Yue early in the morning, and Qiao Yue left the company crying after receiving the call.

"Is the deceased prisoner's surname Qiao, Qiao Weimin." Su Mingyuan was still a little incredulous, and asked again.

"Yes, the funeral home came in the morning to pull it away, you see, there is still registration here." The security guard said, pointing to the entry and exit list in the register.

Funeral home, when Su Mingyuan heard these three words, his whole body was shocked.

No wonder Qiao Yue's car was not in the parking lot at the gate of the prison, she must have gone to the funeral home.