In the many catalogs of Dali Temple, there are many capable people registered.

For example, Li Hongru's body has the power of an iron-eating demon beast, which is a special ability.

As long as you file and register, you can have this kind of power in a qualified and formal manner.

If those who have not reported it, once they commit a crime, they will face extremely severe criminal responsibility.

Abilities such as imitation and carving of works of art are also within the scope of registration in Dali Temple.

Pei Shao looked at the damaged fake in his hand, which made Wang Fuchou fall in love, and there were only a handful of people who made this kind of fake.

He called someone and directly called someone to conduct the recruitment.

At this time, he did not announce his retirement, but just sat in the hall and waited.

It's just a case of theft, but the people and things involved are a little more high-end.

Looking at the fakes in his hands, the level of Nayu worn by Wang Fuchou is not low.

That's enough to make some people greedy.

He glanced coldly at Zhu Zhanpeng, who was kneeling in the hall, and quietly waited for the requisitioned person to come.

"Although Dali Temple has the duty of investigation and trial, we are related parties, if it involves important matters, we must strive for a fatal blow and do not give the other party any chance to refute."

While waiting for Pei Shao's interrogation, Wang Fuchou also whispered some of his own life experiences.

Previous cases are the best teaching materials, which are enough to be used as demonstrations, and enough experience and lessons can be obtained.

It is impossible for a person not to make a mistake, but he cannot plant it continuously.

When he whispered, Chai Lingwei and the others nodded again and again, feeling that Wang Fuchou's education was very authentic.

Pei Shao, who had ears pricked up in the hall, was a little sweaty.

This is the virtue of some literati, either not to make a move, or to directly overturn the opponent, so that the opponent has no chance to turn over.

Looking at Li Hongru, he thinks that a very good child may slowly become the object of hatred in the future.

People like Cha Zhu Zhanpeng are easy to check, and Chawen people are notoriously troublesome.

He shook his head, only to feel a little embarrassed that people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining.

"Master Pei, it is said that Ling Lang is extraordinary, why don't you go to Taixue and study for a few years, so that you can become famous."

"That stinky boy knows that he fights every day, and his mind has never been on cultural cultivation."

While everyone was waiting, Yuan Xuezhen couldn't help but find Pei Shao to make trouble in a low voice, thinking about recruiting a student with a superior qualification for Taixue.

His words gave Pei Shao a headache.

Every family has its own business.

He has been handling cases in Dali Temple all the year round, and his home has been neglected to discipline, and the backyard has caught fire.

It's just that the fire is a fire, and his son can really handle it.

As his son grows older, Pei Shao can't help but think about enrolling in school.

After all, it is necessary to educate and find a way out for the future.

While waiting for the requisition, the two sides inevitably exchanged ideas.

If the hard pressure is not effective, Pei Shao inevitably wants to use the education of the literati to discipline his son by a famous teacher.

Yuan Xuezhen is a doctor of Taixue, and he is a big man who can handle it.

probably saw that Wang Fuchou accepted the students, and Yuan Xuezhen was also moved.

When knocking on the side, Pei Shao suddenly nodded again and again.

It's no problem to sell your son.

Pei Shao even felt that he was a little inadequate, and he needed to strengthen some of the relationship with the literati group, and he could remind him if he encountered something, so as not to suffer in the future.

A chime rang out, shifting everyone's attention to the previous case.

A middle-aged man in his forties and an old man in his sixties were suddenly brought over.

"Craftsman Xu Qiang."

"Craftsman Zhang Heng."

"Meet your lord!"

Craftsmen collect money to do things, just like the blacksmith shop that makes swords, when the goods come out, what the other party uses them to do, but it has nothing to do with them.

When the two of them came, they were not panicked, their faces were extremely calm, as long as they did not encounter a major case, it was generally difficult to implicate them.

"There is a case today, look at it, which of you is the author of this fake?" Pei Shao raised his hand and pretended to be a jade road.

"It's the villain's handiwork."

Among the two people, an old man in his sixties suddenly stood up.

"Very good, Zhang Heng, who did you engrave this fake for that day? When did you engrave such a fake? Pei Shao asked.

"Three days ago, someone came to the door and said that they wanted to build a gadget to play with, and I built it truthfully, and that person ......"

Zhang Heng looked back and set his eyes on the thin old man.

is good at creating artworks, and Zhang Heng's memory is obviously not bad.

And not much time has passed at this time, and it is not difficult to find people.

"Zhuo Wu, uh-huh~"

After listening to Zhang Heng's confession, Pei Shao Xingmu patted him, and he was just about to interrogate the thin old man, and then let out a startled sound.

As he strode repeatedly, he had already walked to the thin old man.

The other party leaned over at this time.

When Pei Shao stretched out his finger and probed, his body had already fallen diagonally.

"Actually dead!"

After the thin old man Zhuo Wu entered the hall, he followed everyone to his knees and fell to the ground, silent without saying a word.

If it weren't for the fact that the case involved him, few people would have paid attention.

This is a person with a very low sense of presence.

But this is also the key person in the case.

"Old five? Old five? ”

Zhu Zhanpeng, who was on the side, patted the old man, and then a miserable white color appeared on his face.

"Come on, examine his body, Zhu Zhanpeng, what do you have to say?"

There is Zhang Heng's correction that Zhu's Pharmacy has been completely involved in it.

It's just that at this time, I don't know if it's Zhu Zhanpeng's behavior, or if Zhuo Wu is manipulating.

"The family is unfortunate" Zhu Zhanpeng said in a deep voice: "It's my people who have committed something, if the adults have any punishment, I wish Zhanpeng is willing to bear it all, he must have done the thing that dropped the bag when I didn't pay attention, and now I feel ashamed ......"

"There is no way to discipline, your business is indispensable, hum~"

Zhu Zhanpeng didn't shirk it at this time, and it also made Pei Shao snort coldly.

His gaze was on Zhu Zhanpeng for a long time, and then it fell back on Zhuo Wu's corpse.

Fang had been in the hall for a long time, but he didn't realize when the other party died quietly.

Now there is a death without proof.

"My lord, he died from the uncontrollable backlash of the demonic blood suppressed by the medicinal power in his body, and he should have died within a few minutes."

The test report made him frown even more.

"It's dirty again! Good people don't do it, but they have to take a shortcut to be a demon, and their bodies are poked holes, and no amount of money is enough. ”

Pei Shao's face was full of disgust.

He looked at Wang Fuchou and the others, and also hugged his fists.

"The person involved in the case, Zhuo Wu, is dead, and then Pei can only try his best to go to Zhuo Wu's residence to search, Nayu is very valuable, and I hope you will have a psychological preparation in advance."

If Nayu was dropped by Zhuo Wu, there is a high probability that he has already traded at this time.

Without a related person, in the vast sea of people, this is a case that is difficult to follow-up.

If the case is temporarily closed, it can only be recorded, and if there is occasional investigation in the future, the lost property can be found.

But the chances of such a recovery are extremely low.

He spoke ahead of time about the worst.

Wang Fuchou suddenly waved his hand and said, 'It's okay'.

He pointed at Zhuo Wu.

At this time, Zhuo Wu's fingers began to grow sharp claws, some long black hairs on his arms continued to grow, and his ears also retracted into his head.

This is the prototype of the demonized parts that appear after death, and it is even uglier than the monster.

Wang Fuchou thought about Li Hongru's mouth full of dog teeth, and felt that this was also a counterexample textbook that could be borrowed.

Although Nayu is precious, these experiences and lessons are also worth a thousand gold, which is enough to make people wake up.

Boosts can be borrowed.

But what you can really rely on in your cultivation is always your own strength.