"Stop—there's someone else."

A fluttering sentence overshadowed all the noise at the scene.

The crowd looked left and right, looking for the man who dared to hinder the torture.

The white tiger guard who was holding the staff pushed the boat down the water, and stopped the torture, and at this time Zhu Botao had fainted in pain.

If Zhu Gongzi is beaten to death, he can't guarantee that he won't be put in small shoes by Master Shangshu.

The fist of congratulations turned white, and the anger that might erupt at any moment was restrained.

"Who dares to disturb the court?"

Shangguan Shu'e knew that the advisor, Li Mengsheng had already nodded at her.

He walked up to the high platform with a calm demeanor and said, "It's me, Li Mengsheng!" ”

Eliza's pear blossoms bring rain, and her beautiful eyes tremble slightly.

"How could it be him!"

Everyone in the audience had this question in their hearts.

"The son of Kitahara has created two inheritance poems."

"He has a talent for poetry, but this is solving a case."

Seeing that his daughter looked a little worried, Ibo asked:

"He is the prince of Kitahara, but he is a talent. But what are you nervous about. ”

Eliza did not hear her father's words, and replied:

"This case is full of fog, and even the White Tiger commander in charge of this case is helpless.

He abruptly called for a halt to the torture, even if he was the son of the world, the consequences were unbearable for him. ”

"Oh—how did you know he couldn't solve the case."

"He... He... It's just a ......," she realized, "It's not right to talk about people.

He is just a disciple, surrounded by beautiful women all day long, how can he have time to solve the case.

Eliza's voice changed and she sighed, "Hey, he's too impulsive......"

Knowing his daughter Mo Ruo's father, Yibo said: "Don't worry, I will relieve him in a while." ”

Since Li Mengsheng came to the high stage, the discussion about him has not stopped.

There is no way, his identity has its own topic, and everyone has mixed reviews of him.

Syllable!

The audience was silent.

Shangguan Shu'e's face was frosty, and she seemed to be very angry:

"If you think that your identity will ensure that you are not guilty of disturbing the court, then you are thinking too much."

Auntie did a good job! Li Mengsheng bowed to the high platform and said:

"Mengsheng doesn't dare, it's really a strange case, I can't bear to wish my son to be wronged and imprisoned."

Isn't this kid quite cowardly?

Zhu Botao's actions are like two people from the impression he gave Li Mengsheng before, like a man.

When Shangguan Shu'e heard this, she realized that the little boy had really found the murderer.

I was overjoyed in my heart, but my face was still gloomy, and I cooperated:

"I want to see what you think, dare to speak presumptuously, and serve with a big stick!"

I didn't expect you to be such an aunt. Li Mengsheng secretly rubbed her and gave her a thumbs up.

Shangguan Shu'e almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Doctor Jia, the scene of the murder, except for the bodies of the two husbands.

The other six bodies were dismembered by the killer, not by the explosion. Right? ”

Doctor Jia couldn't figure out what medicine was being sold in the other party's gourd, so he had to answer his question truthfully.

"Yes."

"Why did the murderer go to great lengths to dissect his body, so why did he put it together and nail it to the wall?

This move increased the time for him to commit the crime, and even increased the risk of being discovered. ”

Everyone present was pondering, and Doctor Jia said directly:

"The dismemberment is because the murderer is brutal by nature. It was nailed to the wall so that I could see the whole body, as the explosion would have torn the body apart. ”

Li Mengsheng immediately asked: "Then why do you have to let us see that there are six corpses hanging on the wall?" ”

"Because he is ...... by nature," Dr. Jia frowned, feeling wrong.

Shangguan Shu'e now suddenly realized that the little fart child was suspicious here.

Li Mengsheng didn't wait for the other party's answer, and said to himself:

"Because the murderer wants you to know that six people died!"

The audience was in an uproar.

"Listening to your words is like listening to your words!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Disrupt the court and obstruct the handling of the case!"

The reaction on the high platform was very different, calm as stagnant water.

Each brow furrowed, but he couldn't grasp the deep meaning.

At this time, Shangguan Shu'e coughed twice, which attracted the attention of the audience.

Little brat, I'll pretend to be respectful of this manifestation first.

"Think about it, why there are only five heads hanging on the wall at the scene of the murder!

Look at the six corpses on the long table! ”

At the end of the point, it is still necessary to give the little fart child a chance to manifest himself.

Dr. Jia is familiar with the secrets of the human body, and after such a reminder, his breathing is short.

"You mean, the number of dead is not six?"

Li Mengsheng nodded, and someone in the audience was blinded: "It's obviously six corpses!" ”

"This is the illusion created by the murderer, let's talk about it after reading it!"

Li Mengsheng played the corpse puzzle game again, and this time the completion time broke the last record.

"Five, almost complete corpses!"

The crowd stared in disbelief at the facts in front of them.

Doctor Jia clenched his fists, very unwilling, I could think immediately, damn it, can't you reveal the secret later?

Ib's eyes flashed fiercely and lonely, others were still shocking the number of dead, and he understood the deep meaning.

The murderer is his student and his own person.

Classmates, the shame of Qingshan!

Qingshan's century-old reputation was ruined, and his hard work was poured on the academy.

This also involves his Confucianism and Taoism promotion.

Burst.

Aoyama was so angry that he spat blood.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you!"

Iber wiped tears from her daughter's face, "It's okay. ”

Li Mengsheng said loudly: "As everyone can see, the murderer's dismemberment is not to satisfy the perverted needs of the mind.

It's to reassemble a corpse that doesn't exist. ”

Dr. Jia took over the conversation and patted his head:

"So the corpse was fixed to the wall to prevent the explosion from disrupting the assembled corpse.

Let's find out, let's find out that the victims are six!

It's wonderful~"

Everyone didn't care about his last words, and they all suddenly realized:

"The purpose of igniting the fire phosphorus is to burn the flesh and blood on the surface, so that people can distinguish the specific identity."

"The six Confucian scholars in Qingshan went out to drink together, and we naturally brought in the identities of the six corpses."

On the high platform, Zhu Botao woke up slowly, and there was a majestic figure standing in front of him, arguing for himself:

"So the murderer is not Zhu Botao, but the person who faked his death!"

Fake Death? What's going on?

Well! How is he speaking for me!

On the high platform, a voice more urgent than Shangguan Shu'e asked:

"Now that the deceased's face is completely disfigured, how can we determine the identity of the person who faked his death?"

The person who asked was congratulating, and everyone in the audience was also applauded.

A man in the crowd was shocked that Li Mengsheng was able to break his method of transferring flowers and trees.

He prides himself on being a genius, and he can think of such a superb means of committing crimes.

But now a gentleman has seen through it, and he can't believe it.

"But so what, I'm hiding, and you'll never know who the murderer is!"

He scoffed, still winning half a move by himself.

"Let's go home, I'll go home and feed the pigs—"

He felt that it was better to go first, and the case would always be unsolved.

"What's the panic, it's not your turn to go on stage yet!"

The man's pupils shook, and his body was like falling into an ice cave, stiff and motionless.