Seeing this battle, I almost understood Maoshan's position.

If Maoshan wants to hand over this matter to the Religious Affairs Bureau, I'm afraid it will be the deacon elder Luo Yang. And what appeared at this moment was Liu Xuedao, the elder of the torture hall, and the eighteen elite disciples under his hall, so it meant that Maoshan was ready to take care of this matter to the end.

What kind of institution is Maoshan Torture Hall?

To take a more modern analogy, it basically belongs to the military police in the army, internally it is to clean up the door and discipline the disciples, and externally, it is to investigate the safety of any dangerous Maoshan disciples. As long as Maoshan sends the torture hall, it means that he has the determination not to give up on this matter, not to mention Liu Xuedao, the elder in charge of the torture hall. What about going out in person?

But also, Yinghua Zhenren, one of the top ten elders of Maoshan, was killed, if Maoshan does not show such determination, I am afraid that others will not know what to think of us.

Liu Xuedao, the elder of the torture hall, was an extremely strict and rigid person, and he didn't speak during the whole process, and he showed his face once. He never came out again, and it was his eldest disciple Feng Qiankun who contacted me, and this brother was quite familiar with me. After the two communicated, he told me that Maoshan still has some eyeliner on the rivers and lakes, and they will search the news of the pavilion by themselves. The ICC is not involved in the specific affairs of the Joint Investigation Team, but he can be contacted if there is any concern.

I said that there was no problem, but then the East China Bureau was worried, afraid that the Maoshan Torture Hall would be chaotic, so I specially sent someone to negotiate, saying that if there was any action on the side of the Torture Hall, it was best to notify them, otherwise there would be any misunderstanding at that time, and it would not be good.

With these people tracking, I didn't stare at the pursuit of the murderer for the first time, but Zhang Luo started the funeral of Yinghua Zhenren.

According to Maoshan's opinion, Yinghua Zhenren naturally has to be transported back to the Maoshan sect for burial, but before leaving, the seminary also has to hold a memorial service, the so-called "name before and after death", which is the case.

At this time, it was the summer of June, the weather was humid and hot, and the body was not easy to stay for a long time, although there were ice beads brought by Maoshan to seal, but the sooner the better, so after some discussion, it was decided to hold a memorial service on the third day of Yinghua's murder, which was organized by the hospital, and Xiao Yan's sister was specifically responsible for this matter.

On the day of the memorial service, although the participation of the personnel was voluntary, all the teachers of the seminary were not absent, and even the students who were restricted from participating consciously put on small white flowers and came to see off the beloved Dean Yang.

In the past few years of tenure in East China Theological Seminary, Yinghua Zhenren has indeed done a lot of practical things, and has really pushed this second- or third-rate college to the top university in one fell swoop.

When everyone held flowers and looked at her coffin in front of her, they couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.

The mourning music was played repeatedly, as a family member of the deceased, I answered the salute with Xiao Yan at the venue, and several apprentices of Yinghua Zhenren were very excited, and even a few of them cried and fainted, the scene was a little chaotic for a while, but fortunately, Xiao Yan was still strong and persisted until the end of the memorial service, before the whole person relaxed, his feet were soft, and he almost fell to the ground.

At the end of the memorial service, Senior Sister Xiao Yan told me that she was going to resign from all positions in the college, return to Maoshan with Fuling, and then keep filial piety for Yinghua Zhenren for three years to wash away the guilt in her heart.

It was the first time she had spoken to me, and it was in a way that gave me some heartache.

However, I can't go back with her, because Yinghua Zhenren's blood revenge has not been avenged, and some people must be needed to do this kind of thing, and in addition, I have some promises to Yinghua Zhenren that have not been fulfilled, so I have to stay here.

The two are about to part ways, but I don't have too much regret in my heart, and I understand each other.

People like me shouldn't have any family and marriage in the first place, and the happy days of more than two years were brought to me by Yinghua Zhenren with his life, and I had to do something to repay her.

As for the future of me and Senior Sister Xiao Yan, for a while, I was also confused.

The more this is the case, the more I hate the murderer who killed Yinghua Zhenren, and I hate the mastermind behind the scenes who paid for the murder, looking at Xiao Yan who was crying silently on the coffin, my heart was extremely resolute at that moment.

After the memorial service, Bai He, Dong Zhongming and Lin Qiming found me.

They should have gone to Kyoto today to report, but they insisted on staying to attend the memorial service of Yinghua Zhenren, in the hearts of these children, Yinghua Zhenren is not only the dean of the college, but also a kind elder like a mother, her earnest teachings, still ringing in the ears of each of them, but they did not expect that suddenly, it disappeared without a trace.

The three of them came to me because they wanted to join the hospital investigation team led by Zhang Liyun, find out the murderer, and help Dean Yang take revenge.

I rejected their request, and sternly made it clear to them that their most important task at present was to participate in the training camp, and then get the best ranking, and use such an honor to comfort the souls of Yinghua Zhenren in heaven.

Only their victory is what Yinghua Zhenren is willing to see, as for catching the murderer, it is better to leave it to us people.

All three of them were silent for a long time about my words.

In their minds, that so-called honor is far less important than finding out the real culprit who killed Yinghua Zhenren, but they also know that they have to go, because this is their responsibility, and it is the high hope that others place on them.

So after struggling for a while, the three of them nodded solemnly to me, and told me that I would definitely win the honor, and then take it to the grave of Yinghua Zhenren to pay tribute.

The three of them left, and then Senior Sister Xiao Yan and several Maoshan disciples escorted Yinghua Zhenren's coffin back to Maoshan, watching the truck disappear from sight at the end of the road, I sighed softly.

I know that the peaceful days are long gone, and what I have to face is one storm after another.

But I know this is my destiny, and it will come anyway.

Even if he is known as the so-called "No. 1 killer in the world", but without the help of Neiying, it is impossible to kill Yinghua Zhenren, one of the top ten elders of Maoshan silently, the work of the joint investigation team is progressing very quickly, and a target is quickly locked, that is, Zhang Wenbo, the professor of the Christian class, two hours before Yinghua Zhenren was killed, he had gone to the dean's office to report his work, and his reaction afterwards was also a little abnormal, which undoubtedly deepened his suspicion.

On the morning of the second day of the memorial service, I met this bald professor in the interrogation room, Yinghua Zhenren's methods are light and heavy, as a guy who was in cahoots with Ma Rulong and Chen Zhannan at the beginning, he was not kicked out of the academy because he still has some foundation, if he has stayed, but for more than a year, he can be regarded as down-to-earth, and he has not said any more strange things.

But can a dog change its ability to eat?

I've always been skeptical.

When I arrived at the interrogation room, Zhang Feng of the East China Bureau and Zhang Liyun from our side had interrogated him all night, but this bald old man was also a hard stubble, he just didn't admit anything, but reasoned with our personnel and talked about a lot of things, in short, there was no breakthrough, so that Zhang Liyun had no way to find me.

As soon as I walked into the interrogation room, I walked in front of Zhang Wenbo, stared at him for a long time, and then said, "Professor Zhang, you said you were wronged?" ”

Zhang Wenbo said to me with a look of grievance: "Xiao Chen, tell them, I am really wronged, I have always admired Dean Yang, how can I harm him?" ”

He crackled and said a lot of things, similar to the interrogation records I had just flipped through, and he was a really difficult character to deal with.

I didn't let him finish, but waved his hand to interrupt his words and said to him seriously: "Professor Zhang, you have been in the school for too long, and you may still not know much about our methods. Since you have been invited here, there must be conclusive evidence, if you don't say it, I understand you, after all, once this matter is admitted, your lifelong reputation will collapse in one day, which is naturally not what you want to see, but since this is the case, then why did you do it that day? ”

Zhang Wenbo subconsciously said: "I'm just ......"

He was halfway through his speech when he realized his mistake and continued, "I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

Syllable!

I exhaled a slap directly and slapped Zhang Wenbo directly on the left side of his face, this slap was loud, half of his face instantly became purple and swollen, and a cough actually spit out four or five teeth.

Zhang Wenbo was a little crazy, spitting out the blood mixed with his teeth, and he yelled at me angrily: "Boy, you dare to hit me? ”

Syllable!

Without hesitation, I slapped again to the right, and finally balanced my face, looking at Zhang Wenbo, who was fanned into a pig's head and with gold stars in his eyes, I rubbed my hands casually and said: "Professor Zhang, the people on the rivers and lakes, some call me Black Hand Shuangcheng, and some call me Chen Laomo, do you know why?" ”

Zhang Wenbo looked at me resentfully, with anger in his belly, and I said slowly: "I don't know, because my hands are black, do you think you can escape under my hands?" It's still young in the end, it's so naïve! ”

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