Wan Yan Jing was stunned when she heard this, she felt that this was not a suspicion of Huo Xiang, but the highest praise for him.

When he was young, he was regarded as a dwarf old monster who had lived for many years because of his wisdom and proximity to demons, which is not only an anecdote to say, but also something to be proud of.

However, Ke Xianling couldn't hear the conversation between Huo Xiang and the system in his mind, what did he find to have such suspicions?

Wan Yanjing is very confident in Huo Xiang's acting skills, just with Huo Xiang's level of pretending to be innocent and cute, how can an ignorant young man like Ke Xiucheng see through it.

Xiao Huo Xiang listened to Ke Xiucheng's words, looked aggrieved, stretched out his little finger and pointed at himself suspiciously: "Me?" ”

Ke Xiucheng has been a lot haggard these days, and he tries not to look at Huo Xiang's appearance and listen to his voice.

Whether it is his appearance or voice, Xiao Huo Xiang is no different from an ordinary five-year-old child, and even after he is cleaned up, his eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and he is soft and cute and indistinguishable between men and women, which makes people's hearts melt.

It is also because of this that he has been toyed with by this person for so long, and he still regards him as his younger brother, and now, this demon who has lived for an unknown amount of time may even be older than him.

"At the door of the courtyard where Lu Shengbao died, I found a small white mark on the lock, which you have practiced countless times to lock the door from the outside with a thread, you can't deny it!" Ke Xiucheng stepped sideways and began to explain his reasoning process.

Wan Yanjing was shocked, the door of that courtyard was in tatters, and there were more ways and tricks, what kind of details did Ke Xiucheng have, and what white marks could he still stare at.

"The wound was frozen, the bleeding was less, the color was light, the force and position were clever, but it also exposed a lot of problems."

"The murderer uses an ice blade to commit the crime and does not need to deal with weapons, but this also shows that it is not convenient for the murderer to handle weapons, and it is even difficult to obtain weapons.

"And it was a little bit of drugging for Lu Shengbao in advance, and we didn't find anything with drugs in the house."

"I thought that the murderer might have taken advantage of Lu Shengbao's unpreparedness and sprinkled the drug on his face, but I later learned that you got into the water and disposed of the water in the pot afterwards."

"I haven't thought of where you got the drug, but from the above points, it can be inferred that the murderer will most likely not be able to beat Lu Shengbao head-on, so he will use so many means."

Wan Yanjing was simply impressed by this Kexian Ling, which was similar to what Huo Xiang and the system had discussed before.

"Of course, the most important point," Ke Xiucheng turned around and stared at Huo Xiang, "You overlooked one point, you did have a perfect layout, but when you do all this, will there be another person hiding on the scene?" ”

Huo Xiang thought for a while, and collected all his expressions, he had a gloomy face and a very cold expression.

Looking at this yin owl and full of malicious expression, it doesn't look like a five-year-old doll can have at all.

Alas, Ke Xiucheng may blow you up again, you can perform for a while, why did you take off your vest so quickly.

Wan Yanjing tried hard to persuade her, but unfortunately no one could hear her.

"It's Aunt Zhou, right? What did she see? Huo Xiang had given up acting and began to think about countermeasures in his heart.

"She saw everything, she saw you wrap a rope around the door every day, she saw you go into the house with an ice blade, and when you came out, you locked the door out."

"There is a gap in the wall of your house, which is overgrown with climbing vines, and you can see the situation on the other side when you get closer, Aunt Zhou happened to be on the wall that day, and heard the quarrel between you and Lu Shengbao, and then saw all the back."

Ah, there is no way, there is actually a witness, no wonder Aunt Zhou refused Huo Xiang to go over for dinner that day.

Ke Xiucheng, as Huo Xiang expected, after integrating the evidence, first set his sights on Aunt Zhou's family next door.

He went to ask Aunt Zhou, and noticed that Aunt Zhou's eyes were hesitant and she was speechless, obviously knowing something, and under his repeated questioning, Aunt Zhou finally told the truth.

"It was his little ghost who killed him, I can't believe it, but what I said is true. Earlier, I had occasionally seen him tie that little string to the door, and I just thought it was a child playing with it, and I didn't take it seriously. ”

"Of course it's not my grandfather, and Lu Shengbao is not a good thing. There was a famine in the year he came, and the children were just picked up by him on the side of the road. I kept carrying the baby on my back, intending to be a reserve food, and when I was hungry, I would cook the child and eat it. But later, the little old man took the child to rest at the gate of the Zhuangzi, and the chief who passed by sympathized with him, and heard that he was literate, so he found a job for him in the village, and gave him some more shares every month because of the child. ”

But Lu Shengbao was very bad for the child, and when he was angry outside, he came back to take the child to vent, and he also took the share of the house for the child. I saw that the little baby was pitiful, so I often invited him to eat at home. ”

"Who knows, but it's a demon."

Aunt Zhou saw a five-year-old doll with an indifferent expression and a long-planned murder look, so she could only lean on the ghost.

But Ke Xiucheng doesn't believe in gods and ghosts, he has read a lot of books, and he knows that there is a kind of dwarf in this world who is not tall.

Huo Xiang smiled strangely: "The speculation is very reasonable, but there is one thing I want to correct."

"A person with dwarfism is short in stature, but intellectually sound, but it is a slightly specific disease, and it is not necessarily a murderer."

"Their appearance and voice are mostly the same as adults, and the ratio of eyebrows and eyes like mine, heh, I'm not a dwarf, I'm a real five-year-old child, I don't believe you can find a doctor in the big city to measure my bone age."

"But you don't have to be so troublesome, if you communicate with Aunt Zhou more, you will know that when I first came to Liujiazhuang four years ago, I was still a baby who couldn't speak, and I drank the milk of the ewes in the sheepfold in Liujiazhuang."

Huo Xiang thought of something, paused and said, "Even if I admit that Lu Shengbao was killed by me, what are you going to do with me?" According to the law of the Great Wei Dynasty, children under the age of eight are not to be taken into custody or executed, and those who are serious are supervised. ”

"There are countless unjust cases in Tan County every year, why should Ke County order you to be so serious, and let Lu Shengbao's case be hidden? The old man beat me every day and wouldn't give me anything to eat. Later, he also contacted a trafficker and wanted to sell me, saying that I was cute and cute, and now many dignitaries like this bite, and they can make a big profit. I don't want to go, so what's wrong with killing him? ”