Does the murderer have experience in killing?

As soon as Zhen Shicheng's words came out, the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Emperor Jingming was angry when he heard it: he was still a habitual offender!

"Who could this person be?"

Zhen Shicheng's eyes scanned everyone, and then said: "This person should be good at martial arts and familiar with all the key points in the human body. If he hadn't been near King Anjun at the time of the incident, he had been specially trained to act as usual in the dark......"

As Zhen Shicheng described, everyone's minds gradually sketched out the appearance of that person. Although it is still very vague, it is like a layer of window paper, and it only takes a spiritual light to pierce it.

Emperor Jingming also thought seriously: Who will be the person Zhen Shicheng is talking about?

After thinking about it for a long time and having no clue, Emperor Jingming still threw the problem to Zhen Shicheng.

Zhen Shicheng arched his hand: "Weichen can dare to guess, but if he guesses wrong, he will ask the emperor for forgiveness." ”

Emperor Jingming waved his hand: "Zhen Aiqing said, I believe that your guess must be reasonable." ”

The ministers struck a stir.

It's too irresponsible for the emperor to say this, what if Zhen Shicheng communiqués a personal vendetta and talks nonsense?

The ministers began to rack their brains to figure out if they had offended Zhen Shicheng in the past.

There was an eerie silence for a moment.

Emperor Jingming had a calm face, taking in everyone's reactions, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

Again and again under his nose to make murder, this is to see his good temper?

This time, I'd rather kill by mistake than let it go!

Emperor Jingming thought: I also have a temper, and I must let these bastards see it.

With the support of Emperor Jingming, Zhen Shicheng shook his beard, and his hand suddenly pointed: "Weichen thinks that the murderer is most likely among these guards!" ”

One sentence was earth-shattering and shocked countless people.

Emperor Jingming almost jumped up from the dragon chair at that moment.

There are a lot of guards around him, could it be that there is a murderer here?

"Lord Zhen, aren't you joking? These guards were all selected to serve by the emperor's side. Someone retorted.

In the main hall, Wang Hai, the commander of Jin Wuwei, and Han Ran, the commander of Jin Liangwei, were extremely ugly.

In addition to serving as the emperor's eyeliner, the Jin Scales Guard will also act as the emperor's honor guard for travel, and Jin Wuwei, as a forbidden army, will also follow the emperor in a part.

At present, there are both Jin Wuwei and Jin Scale Guard in the palace, and Zhen Shicheng's opening undoubtedly pushed the two to the cusp.

Seeing that the spearhead was not pointed at him, the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and had to admire Zhen Shicheng's boldness.

Without conclusive evidence, he dared to offend the commander of Jin Wuwei and the commander of Jin Liangwei, Zhen Shicheng deserved to be Zhen Shicheng.

Wei Chen noticed that there were no guards near the body of King Anjun after the main hall was restored. Wechen asked to inspect the guards in the hall one by one, and if blood was found on one of the guards, it meant that the blood was stained before King Anjun was killed. Zhen Shicheng didn't care if he offended anyone at all, and made a request directly.

The implication of his words is clear: since there were no guards approaching after King Anjun's death, the bloodstained guards were almost certainly the murderers.

"What if all the guards were bloodless?" Jin Wuwei Commander Wang Hai asked.

"That doesn't rule out the possibility of the guards committing crimes." Zhen Shicheng stroked his beard, as if he felt that Wang Hai was stupid to raise this question, "If the suspicion of the guards can be completely ruled out, then re-speculate the scope, and now of course we must start with the most likely target first." ”

Wang Hai stopped talking.

Emperor Jingming glanced at Han Ran.

Han Ran immediately summoned the Jin Scales Guards present to line up to facilitate Zhen Shicheng's inspection.

Zhen Shicheng walked in front of the young guards with tall postures and serious expressions, and returned to the front of the line to begin to inspect carefully.

At this time, he couldn't help but think: It would be nice if Princess Yan was here, maybe he could smell who had blood on him with his nose. Or it's okay if King Yan is present, people are a little stupid, but it's better to be serious......

Zhen Shicheng, who lacked helpers, sighed secretly and cheered up to check them one by one.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, Zhen Shicheng finally checked the last Jinliang Guard, and said, "I haven't found it for the time being." ”

The commander of the Jin Scale Guard made Han Ran immediately breathe a sigh of relief, while the commander of the Jin Wuwei Wang Hai became nervous for no reason.

At this time, Jin Wuwei also lined up, waiting for Zhen Shicheng to check.

Zhen Shicheng walked over, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on a young face.

Jiang Zhan grinned, which was regarded as a greeting.

Zhen Shicheng bowed his head slightly, retracted his gaze and walked to the front of the team.

One by one, the guards checked over, and he suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Ancheng almost jumped up.

Concern is chaotic, although he believes that his son will not kill, it can be seen that this situation is still unscathable.

He believed that Zhan'er would not kill, but this kid had not cheated him once or twice.

Zhen Shicheng took a step back and said to the guards standing in front of Jiang Zhan, "Please stand up." ”

Jiang Ancheng's heart, which was beating wildly, fell down and quietly wiped his sweat.

Brother Zhen is really good at scaring people, and he will definitely punish him for a few glasses of wine when he goes back.

Zhen Shicheng circled around Jin Wuwei who stood up, and asked expressionlessly, "Why are your clothes different from others?" ”

Jin Wuwei, who was asked, looked down at the blue and black guard uniform on his body, and looked confused: "I can't see how it is different from other people's clothes——"

Zhen Shicheng directly grabbed his wrist and said word by word: "The color of the strap on the sleeve is different from others. ”

Different from ordinary people's wide robes and large sleeves, the guards all wear short clothes and narrow sleeves for the convenience of movement.

Jin Wuwei's costume is mainly black and blue, embroidered with gold thread, and the sleeve ties are crow blue.

Although the sleeve straps of this Jin Wuwei are both crow blue, if you look closely, they are slightly different from the others, and the color seems to be a little lighter.

For Zhen Shicheng to grasp this difference, everyone in the hall was puzzled.

Zhen Shicheng's eyes were sharp, and he let go of the man's wrist and asked a Jin Wuwei with a different look: "Do you have anything to say?" ”

Jin Wuwei wanted to speak and stopped.

"If Lord Zhen asks you, you say." Jin Wuwei commander Wang Hai said coldly.

Jin Wuwei hesitated and said: "Look at the color of this tie, it looks like the ...... of last year's batch of clothes."

Wang Hai seemed to think of something, strode over and grabbed the hem of Jin Wuwei's clothes and flipped it up.

The inside of the hem is embroidered with the word "eighteen" with fine thread.

"The clothes were also made last year." Wang Hai said with a calm face.

Zhen Shicheng looked at the Jin Wuwei and touched his beard: "Then can you tell me why you wear old clothes on such occasions as worshipping the sky?" ”

"I accidentally soiled my clothes before going out, so I hurriedly turned out my previous clothes and changed them." Jin Wuwei said honestly.

Everyone shook their heads secretly.

Zhen Shicheng seems to be thinking too much, is it difficult to wear old clothes, does it mean that there is a problem?

At this time, Zhen Shicheng noticed the look that Jiang Zhan secretly handed over.