Time has come to an end.

The house is still brightly lit, like daytime.

The first thing he noticed was the knife cut on the neck of Mizoshi.

Needless to say, his fatal wound was the one in the neck.

After inspecting all the other places of him, he got up tremblingly, walked around from behind the white cloth, and bowed.

"My lord, the weather is still very cold now, according to the valgus of the neck wound, it can be judged that the approximate time of death is between midnight and noon, and the fatal wound is the knife in the neck. And the murderer and Ling Lang should know each other, Ling Lang is defenseless, so he will be blocked by a sword. ”

He raised his eyes and looked at him, and the murderous aura in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "Thin long sword, killed by an acquaintance?" ”

The little heart of the pretend, fluttering and beating wildly, is afraid that his head will move in the next moment.

Hearing Lord Wuzang's question, he immediately nodded: "Ling Lang has no other wounds on his body, but according to the normal situation, if someone cuts his throat with a sword, the eyes of the deceased should be open, but now ......, someone should have closed it deliberately." ”

He clenched his fists and breathed heavily.

"Okay, I got it."

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and after raising his hand, he picked up his toolbox and hurriedly slipped away.

It's not easy to save your life today.

"Daoist Fang, I just said that Shi's eyes were artificially closed, can you find out the person?"

"It's hard."

If, after his death, his body was not moved or buried, it means that the scene of the crime was not destroyed, and he could have done it.

Now, he can only barely calculate the approximate appearance and current location of the murderer based on the eight characters of the birth date of the Wuzang Shi.

"My lord, you can let people check, during the time when Lang Jun was killed during the day, who went to the Ring Altar Courtyard, and the murderer was most likely among them."

On weekdays, Pang is a shrewd and capable person.

Stimulated by the death of his only son today, his brain is no longer as lucid as he usually is, even if he doesn't try his best to control it, he still can't avoid it.

Now that he was reminded by his subordinates, he immediately reacted, and he even did the most basic verification.

"Xiao Wan, you immediately lead people to control the Ring Altar Courtyard, carefully interrogate them one by one, and if there is any concealment, there will be no forgiveness."

"Yes."

Xiao Wan is a capable capable man who has no slander, and now Chinese New Year's Eve, he is tall and tall, calm and introverted, his appearance belongs to the middle and lower, and he is not drunk and lustful.

has been with him for many years, and he is very important.

The year before last, he was in charge, married Xiao Wan a beautiful wife, and took in two extraordinary concubines.

Xiao Wan became more and more desperate for not slandering Pang.

After receiving the instructions of Wu Qiang Pang, he immediately led 500 elite soldiers to drain the water around the Jietan Courtyard.

At this time, it has just been brightened, and there are many pilgrims who want to come to the top pillar incense.

"Come, fence the temple for me, a fly, a mosquito, don't want to escape."

"My lord, this is a temple, and you will scare the pilgrims like this."

Xiao Wan unceremoniously pushed the monk who was talking to him forward: "There is no Tibetan Mansion to perform official duties, don't interfere, whether it is a monk or a pilgrim, all of them will stand in the main hall for me obediently." ”

Xiao Wan is a sword cultivator, and his cultivation is in the Xuanjing Quadruple, which is equivalent to the middle stage of human cultivation, and with internal force, all corners of the Ring Altar Courtyard, including the back mountain, can be heard clearly and clearly.

Concentrate the people in the main hall of the Ring Altar Temple, and divide the rest into nine teams.

One team is responsible for interrogating the people in the main hall, four teams go to the back mountain to search the mountain from the east, west, north and south, and four teams are responsible for searching the courtyard of the temple and other side halls.

The subordinate brought a chair to Chauvin, and after Chauvin sat down, he began to interrogate the monks of the temple.

"You, come here."

Xiao Wan first pointed to the presiding officer of the Ring Altar Academy, about sixty or so, wearing a robe, looking calm.

"Amitabha, good, good, donor, please ask."

Xiao Wan didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and he didn't have much patience with this old monk: "You all heard clearly, I asked and answered, don't force me to be rude." Answer first, where were you yesterday and yesterday from midnight to noon? Do? Who can testify? ”

"This."

The host fiddled with the Buddha beads: "I should be admonishing my disciples to do a lunch class." ”

"Should?"

Xiao Wan grinded his teeth and spat on the ground: "Speechless host, did I not make it clear, or are you old ears?" If you can't remember, then go to the judge's prison and think about it. ”

"You people are too rude to the host."

"Don't talk nonsense, tell the truth."

Xiao Wan's eyebrows were upside down, and he slashed the knife in his hand directly at the pillar on the side, and the pillar immediately had a big gap.

In such a formation, there is a posture of not explaining and doing it directly.

"Remember, remember."

The host looked at the sharp knife that could dazzle his eyes, and swallowed hard into his throat.

Xiao Wan looked at the appearance of the host and sneered in his heart.

In this way, can you also be the host of a temple?

Let those pilgrims see the real appearance of the host of the people who usually pretend to be deep Pudu.

"Yesterday, the poor monk was reciting sutras in his room. My disciples can testify! ”

The speechless host's face turned slightly red.

The day before yesterday, an adult came to the temple, in order to please, he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he got up very sleepy in the morning, and the monks in the temple finished the morning class together, and he went back to the room alone to make up for sleep.

When it comes to going back to the room to sleep lazily, he is embarrassed to say that it can only be said that he is chanting scriptures, at least he can save some face.

Testifying with the disciple who presided over without words can prove that the presiding officer really did not have time during the time period when the Tibetan priest was killed.

And this host has no kung fu, he really sneaks from the room to the back mountain, and according to the host's body, it takes more than half an hour to arrive.

Again, it is impossible for the host to kill the Wu Zang Shi who has kung fu to be around.

"You go over there."

If the suspicion is ruled out, stand in another place.

The entire investigation process lasted more than an hour, and no suspect was found.

Chauvin became agitated.

These people, not only were they not suspicious, but they were also blind one by one, and they didn't even see anyone who had entered the back mountain.

Just when Xiao Wan was at a loss, a soldier who had gone to search the back mountain came back and said that there was a discovery in the back mountain.

Chauvin looked at the soldier excitedly: "Where?" ”

"The hill to the east, toward the inner city."

"Let's go, take me to see it."

There were very few people going to that place, only a path leading to the foot of the mountain, and in that low-lying place, there was a black mass, and someone must have burned it here.

However, because it was too urgent, the thing was not completely burned, and after cleaning the ashes on it, it could barely be seen that it was a piece of clothing that was burned. (End of chapter)