The train moved quickly in the dark night, and the faint flickering lights tore a hole in the dark night, and drove into the distance with a whimper.

The night was peaceful, and Mu Feng and his party spent the first night back home on the train.

It takes thirty-six hours to travel from Wenlan to Yunmeng, which is two nights and one day.

The morning sun is not as hot as the scorching sun, there is not much temperature, but the light is a little dazzling, waking up the sleeping Mu Feng.

"Auntie, you and Xue'er stay here, I'll go get some breakfast and come over" Mu Feng struggled to cultivate all night, but to no avail, and barely slept in the second half of the night.

Cultivation is also half physical work, and I happened to be hungry, so I opened the door and prepared to go to the dining compartment to get some breakfast.

The carriages of the train were not too narrow, and it was the version that the Federation had revised countless times before it was finalized, and it was said that it was the work of a spiritual practitioner, and thanks to his strange abilities, ordinary people enjoyed conveniences that no one before them had enjoyed.

Mu Feng's carriage was located in the first section, and the dining area was in the middle, so he couldn't wait for the time to distribute the food uniformly, so he chose to do it himself.

When passing by a carriage, Mu Feng saw a group of people blocked together, babbling about something.

"That, this big brother, what's wrong?" Mu Feng didn't step forward, but asked a man who was watching the excitement not far away, generally know more about this position.

The man turned around, saw Mu Feng who looked like a young man, and said: "I heard that last night, this carriage was robbed, and all the people in the carriage lost their things, and the police are investigating."

"Oh" Mu Feng didn't care, thieves on the train are also a common thing, and he can't do anything about it, now he just wants to eat a hot mouth.

Mu Feng cleared up many dangers and squeezed into the next carriage, because of the case, in the surrounding carriages, there were many people who didn't think it was a big deal, three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Excuse me, excuse me, give it a look"

Mu Feng frowned, and crossed the crowd one by one, and at this moment, the voice in his head sounded, "Mission: Find out the truth about train theft, time limit for twenty-four hours, reward: unknown, punishment: spiritual power experience points minus three"

"What?MMP!" Mu Feng stopped and looked at the task displayed on the sign in the space, not to mention the reward, the punishment is a bit heavy, this is to let himself return to the pre-liberation period overnight!

"Hey, are there any hints" Mu Feng shouted at the quest card in his heart.

It's just to vent your emotions, who would have thought that a few big words would appear on the task card, "figure it out yourself!"

"Tricked corpses?"

Mu Feng was confused at this time, but the twenty-four hours on the task card had already begun to change, and every second passed.

"It's real."

Sudden mission, which was originally a good mood, lost most of it.

Squeezed into the crowd, Mu Feng passed through the sea of people, and came to the carriage where the crime occurred, at this time the already narrow aisle was full of people, and in the most central area, two police officers in blue uniforms were asking something at the door of a private room.

Mu Feng's appetite when he got up early in the morning had dissipated most of it, and he was now focused on solving this case, so he stepped forward, lowered his voice and said, "The case, has there been any progress, have you found the stolen goods?"

The two policemen were chatting with someone, and when they heard Mu Feng's voice, they turned their heads and said in unison, "Who are you?"

"Ahem, I'm a spiritual cultivator, I heard that there was a theft here, is there anything I can do to help" Mu Feng took out his student ID card and flashed it, covering the name of the college, specifically so that the two of them could see the word spirituality and indicate their identity.

"Spiritual cultivator, there's nothing I want your help with for the time being," the two of them said indifferently and perfunctory, and then ignored Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was rejected and thought to himself: "Huh... No, those flight attendants have a pretty good attitude, why are these two guys cold?"

"That, I can really help," Mu Feng said unwillingly.

"Although you are a spiritual cultivator, don't get in the way of our work!" one of the police officers stared at Mu Feng viciously, and the anger in his tone no longer needed to be deliberately speculated.

"Okay, okay······ You are busy" Mu Feng didn't know what the police were angry about inexplicably, but he was worried about the task and walked away first.

Doing business first, Mu Feng passed through several carriages, and when he arrived at the carriage where he was dining, he only bought some bread and canned drinks for the convenience of carrying, and hurriedly returned the same way and squeezed back from the crowd.

"Is that all" Mu Xue looked at the breakfast that her brother brought back, all of which were foods she didn't like, and she was disappointed.

"There was a theft in the carriage, there were too many people joining in the fun, and it was not easy to get the food, so let's eat these in the morning"

Mu Feng hurriedly explained and handed food to his sister.

"Xiaofeng, it's hard work, let's sit down and eat together," Mu Wanqiu said as she unwrapped the bread package with one hand.

"Auntie, you eat first, I still have something to do" After speaking, Mu Feng was in addition to the carriage, he planned to go to the scene of the crime again to have a look, to understand.

My aunt still wanted to say something, but Mu Fengren had already gone away.

When Mu Feng returned to the stolen carriage, the crowd had dispersed for the most part, and the two policemen were no longer there.

"I went looking for the stolen goods, wasn't it my inspiration to them?"

The police were not there, and Mu Feng was just going to take the opportunity to chat with the people in this carriage and get some information.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~" Mu Feng tapped the door a few times and said inside: "I'm here to investigate the theft, is it convenient to come in and chat a few words?"

"Come in," a man's voice sounded inside.

Mu Feng pushed the door in, and there were only two people in the box, one was a man who had just spoken, in his thirties, wearing a black coat, eating breakfast in his hand, and a woman who looked about the same age as the man, and the two were sitting on the beds on both sides of the table.

"You're not a policeman!" the man said in surprise when he saw Mu Feng.

"Ah, I'm an assistant police officer, assisting in the investigation, and I want to ask more in-depth about some situations, by the way, I'm a spiritual cultivator" Mu Feng got straight to the point.

"O spiritual cultivator, please take a seat" The man got up and dragged Mu Feng to sit down, extremely enthusiastic, while the woman was not very enthusiastic, but she also signaled to get up, giving enough respect.

Although Mu Feng looks young, the identity of a spiritual cultivator is above his age.

"Brother Qian, tell me if you found anything unusual during the loss of things last night, and what you lost?"

After a simple conversation, Mu Feng learned that the man's name was Qian Le and the woman's name was Fang Ping, and the two did not know each other, but happened to be in a carriage, and the remaining two people who were not there, one was Fang Ping's man, and the other was middle-aged.

"I lost a gold ring, a gold Buddha necklace," Qian Le said.

Fang Ping on the side also said angrily, "Me too, I lost a gold bracelet and two rings."

"This thief likes gold a lot," Mu Feng sighed.

"Hey, Sister Fang, haven't you lost this in your hand" Mu Feng looked at a gold bracelet that the woman was still carrying on her left hand and asked in surprise.

"Is this, it's not good if you haven't lost it" Fang Ping was very happy, and played with the bracelet she was carrying with her hand.

Mu Feng felt a little strange, so he asked, "Sister, did you buy this bracelet yourself?"

"Well, my husband gave it to me last month, Lando's new model," Fang Ping said with a happy face.

“......”

After a short silence, Mu Feng then asked the two: "In addition to the gold ornaments, do you lose anything else?"

"No," Qian Le said very firmly.

"Didn't you lose any money?"

"No, nothing else was lost," Qian Le added.

"Wasn't there anything unusual that night, wasn't the door lock picked?" Mu Feng then asked.

"Nope"

"No," both said.

"Then I won't bother, and I'll ask about the other boxes. Mu Feng had nothing to say, so he got up and left.

After a circle, Mu Feng asked seven boxes, the other two and four people were not empty, and the other Mu Feng was rejected by a group of angry aunts before he could say anything.

In the end, the information I got was indeed a bit bizarre, everyone had a door in the private room, and it was closed at night, and most of the thirty-six people in the nine boxes of the entire carriage had lost their things, and they only lost some gold and silver jewelry, and the rest of the money was not lost, and a few people who had no gold jewelry on their bodies escaped the catastrophe.

In addition, there was an eldest sister who said that he had lost the pot and asked if he could find it too.

"What kind of thief is this, isn't this a magnet" Mu Feng investigated, but found clues, he had more or less contact with some spiritual cultivators in the academy, and he had also listened to a lot of Mo Hai's classes, the modern history of the Mohai Sect, mentioned many spiritual cultivators with special abilities, so he was a little suspicious that this thief might be a spiritual cultivator with some kind of ability to absorb metal.