When everyone was silent, Murong Jiu faintly showed an unfathomable smile: "This king is not interested in asking for your life, what this king wants is to be happy." And if we can catch you, the murderer...... The party will be a pleasure. ”

Gu Haotian's gaze couldn't help but fall on Ye Qinghuan beside Murong Jiu, and a trace of unknown emotion quickly flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that the Nine Emperor Uncles really love the little county lord." Gu Haotian showed a smile, and his expression was quite meaningless.

"You don't need to say that." Murong Jiu glanced at the shadow faintly, and waved the sleeves of his robe: "Tell him why this king knows that he is a murderer." ”

"Yes, lord." The shadow respectfully accepted the order, and then pulled something out of his bosom.

When he spread it out in front of the crowd, they could see that it was the hem of a tattered robe, about the length and width of a stack of books.

Above, there are some strange characters in dark red.

When Gu Haotian saw one of the words, his pupils seemed to shrink slightly, and then returned to his usual indifference.

"This is Duguyu's handwriting before he died." The shadow held the hem of the robe in his hand, and a cold voice resounded in the night sky: "Above, it is full of Xiliang characters!" ”

Ye Qinghuan suddenly realized at this moment.

It turned out that Murong Jiu had set up a bureau from the beginning, and it was based on her plan that she made a slight change and put Gu Haotian in.

Merely...... This man's mind is inevitably too deep, and he actually connects all the clues together, and it sounds like it's real!

Such a city......

Ye Qinghuan glanced at Murong Jiu without a trace, and said secretly in his heart: If he calculates her, she will be so trapped that she has no way out, and it will not be difficult to think about it.

A touch of worry can't help but come to mind.

"Gu Haotian, what else do you have to say now?" The shadow smiled coldly: "On this suicide note written in blood, the process of framing Duguyu is all clearly written!" ”

Gu Haotian's eyebrows slid a trace of coldness: "I'm afraid the suicide note is fake." The landlord mainly writes a suicide note, and he will not use Xiliang characters. ”

The shadow said coldly: "Dugu Yu wrote his suicide note in Xiliang script to prevent you from finding his suicide note with others." In this way, you will inevitably destroy the suicide note before it is translated. Because you are the only one who can read the words on the suicide note. ”

As he spoke, the shadow handed the suicide note in his hand to Gongzicheng, and glanced at Gu Haotian with slanted eyes: "But the other three protectors on the first floor of the world are not vegetarians, Duguyu believes that once you mess around, it will inevitably arouse their suspicion, and it will be a matter of time before you clean up the portal." ”

Ye Qinghuan wanted to touch his forehead a little - Nima's explanation was really perfect!

Why didn't she think of it beforehand?

But...... That suicide note...... Anyway, she can't think of any way to fake it for the time being.

The handwriting can be imitated, but how can the suicide note from three years ago be faked?

Time can dilute everything, and time is the least likely to be faked, and she is really curious.

Gongzicheng trembled and took the 'suicide note', he stared at it for a long time, and said in a dumb voice: "It's the handwriting of the landlord, it's the robe of the landlord...... Can't be wrong! ”

When Mu Yan heard this, he hurriedly snatched the 'suicide note' in Gongzicheng's hand, and after reading it carefully, his face was full of coldness: "This suicide note is true!" ”

Everyone else on the first floor of the world also circulated the 'suicide note', and everyone showed angry expressions.

The suicide note is real!

Then, the landlord was really killed by Gu Haotian!

"Gu Haotian, what else do you have to say now!" One person threw the 'suicide note' on Gu Haotian's face and questioned sharply.