In the afternoon of the same day.

Under the envious gaze of his fellow inmates, Hong Fan used a delivery lunch of three dishes and one soup, and sat on the ground to try his practice.

Before going to the traffic hall, his fourth canon only needs two acupuncture points, "He Ji" and "Yingxiang", to penetrate.

However, in the past, it was extremely difficult to enter the stable line, but today it may be extremely difficult because of the lack of various resources to assist.

Hong Fan sighed, had to stop, and wrote on the rammed ground with his fingers infused with true qi.

[Those who have thunder in their chests and face like a peaceful lake can worship the general - Sun Wu;

Mount Tai collapsed in front and the color remained unchanged, and the elk was on the left and did not look at it for a moment - Su Xun;

In the face of major events without chaos, in the face of interests and disadvantages without losing ......]

When he wrote the third sentence, he became more and more impetuous, and he couldn't even remember the author.

In the end, he simply wrote the word "Lu Xun" after the horizontal line.

"That's it."

Putting down the martial arts, Hong Fan focused his mind on Fang Zhiwu's affairs.

He didn't know the mechanism of the Dragon Soul Tree's induction, but intuitively he could be sure that the killer must be one of the two people in the first round.

[That person can kill people with a sword within twenty steps of me, but he doesn't make any sound, and his martial arts must be much higher than mine. 】

Hong Fan thought as he erased the three names he had just written with his fingers.

[But it's not too high.] 】

[If they are 100% sure that they will kill me without a trace, they will just move me. 】

[So it should be the high-level of the Chaos Realm to the sympathy of heaven and man? ] 】

In the midst of his thoughts, there was the sound of footsteps outside.

But it was the jailer who led a face to the door of the cell and motioned for him to pass.

"Young Master Fan, it was Master Wu who asked me to come."

When Hong Fan approached, the official said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and at the same time lit up the brocade turban in his sleeve.

This is obviously Aunt Liu's thing, which was brought as a token.

"Please."

Hong Fan nodded, and his heart was guarded for seven points.

"This time the matter is avoided by the relatives, so it is not very easy for Master Wu to intervene directly."

The official said.

"But the government asked me to tell the young master, no matter what the situation is, please be sure to bite the hand that was not done by yourself that day."

"The house will definitely be able to keep the young master safe."

Hong Fan replied calmly, indicating that he understood.

As soon as he finished speaking, the jailer immediately went out with the servants.

Hong Fan watched the two leave, sneered, and turned around to sit on the wooden bed.

[It wasn't Lao Tzu who did it......]

He said in his heart, and after closing his eyes, he naturally entered the inner vision.

This time, Hong Fan easily became silent and entered a state of cultivation.

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Three days later, September 19.

The frost is coming, the sun is going down to the ground, and the yin is beginning to condense.

After a night, the eaves and window lattices of the entire Jinhai City were plated with silver-white blades, penetrating the cold of late autumn.

And after the autumn wind walked through the streets and alleys for a morning, the scorching sun at noon broke through the sky and flew clouds, causing everything to smile.

Today, in the Mingjing Hall of the Gimhae City Guard, Brigadier General Zheng of the City Guard personally passed the case of Fang Zhiwu.

Under the "Der Spiegel" plaque, everything is in place.

On the Hong family's side, Hong Li and Hong Wu sat down as representatives.

In order to show the righteousness and brightness, Li Heming, the head of the Li family, Chi Chaiyuan, the head of the Chi family, and several other leading figures in the city were present.

Among them, the one with the most gloomy face and the most haggard description is Fang Chengye, the head of the Fang family.

Half a life of hard work, the eldest son died violently.

Grief and indignation were like fire, and he had been burned like a scorched heart for a few days.

As soon as Zheng Zhun gave the order, the prisoner was brought up by two messengers.

This time, in order to save face, Hong Fan was put on a rope.

He stood still in the hall, ignoring Fang Chengye's forced gaze, and his eyes met the two elders one after another.

Their faces were solemn, and they forced a smile of relief, and it seemed that they were not making good progress.

Hong Fan was mentally prepared for this.

The three Gimhae families have a friendship with each other for generations.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Hong Li Chi agrees on his opinion, no matter what happens in the city, he can set a seventy percent.

But Hong Fan is a star monarch with great potential.

Now that the snake people are tied, Hong Jian is the number one master in Jinhai City, and no matter how dull the Li family and the Chi family are, they also know the consequences of letting the Hong family have another sand prince.

Maybe a generation later, Jin Hai will not be the head of the three surnames, but a dragon and two snakes.

"Suspect Hong Fan, tell the official in detail about the situation of the day, and you must not deceive!"

There was a startled sound, Zheng Zhun Hu stood on the stage and asked solemnly.

Hong Fan bowed his hand and recounted the incident that had been questioned several times in the past few days.

During this period, Fang Chengye sneered again and again, while the two members of the Hong family were more than bowed.

Hong Fan's performance after Fang Zhiwu's death has been confirmed by the senior management of the Hong family through multiple channels, and seeing his calm and calm posture at this time, there is no doubt in his heart.

After the tea, Zheng Zhun finished asking, and then ordered the transfer of human and physical evidence to the court.

The officer took the order and left, and the hall fell into a brief lull.

Hong Fan stood as quietly as a pine, slowly looking around at everyone present.

From the arrival of Cistanche, the unraveling of the sword, the living Qi Dan, to the final private conversation in the elegant room, there are so many information and links.

Since the two waitresses were making false confessions, Fang Zhiwu's appearance that day must not be accidental.

It is easy to coerce and lure the former, but it is difficult to deceive the Fang family Shaodong.

Therefore, even if Hong Fan did not know the identity of the murderer, he believed that there must be a large local force involved - most likely one of the three surnames, or the city guard Zheng family.

[But if that's the case, the person who set up the bureau will definitely be able to guess that even if the clan can't overturn the case, they will save me out......]

Hong Fan thought.

He glanced at the two elders who were listening - Hong Wu watched coldly, and Hong Li secretly disdainful.

If you change to Hong Ming, who has a stronger temper, I'm afraid it will be even more impatient.

[Perhaps, this is also the result that the other party wants.] 】

Hong Fan realized.

[From the beginning, they didn't set up this game to kill me......]

The suspect's mind is constantly on his mind, and the evidence in court continues.

"There has never been a rule for unswordsmanship in the traffic hall."

"Fang Shaodong is unwilling to let go of the living Qi Dan, and the conflict between the two started when Hong Gongzi wanted to forcibly settle the bill."

"When the two of us followed the sound into the corridor, we saw Hong Gongzi standing outside the door of the elegant room, and there was no one else."

"The slave maid swears to be true!"

E Ming and the beautiful woman were teary-eyed, and under the gaze of many big people, they retold the testimonies one by one.

From beginning to end, neither of them looked at Hong Fan.

Fang Chengye, who was standing on the side, stared at the bloody horizontal knife presented on a wooden plate and the charred clothes on the side.

After repeatedly questioning both sides many times, Zheng Zhun only felt that his mouth was dry.

He didn't think that Hong Fan was the murderer, but there were all the human and material evidence, so people had nothing to say.

"I'm done asking, do you have anything else to ask?"

Zheng Zhun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked the four seats.

The hall was silent.

"Not anymore."

Fang Chengye, whose eyes were still stunned, said, his bloodshot eyes were red and shining.

"The city guard is strictly interrogated, and the facts of the case have been revealed."

"Fang doesn't believe it, my Jinhai City is located in the middle of the country, is it possible that there can be a foreign fire true qi master, and inexplicably design a disgraced junior of the Hong family with human life?!"

At first, he could still suppress his tone, but in the end, he could no longer hide the intensity and pleasure in his words.

PS: The author has always been writing books with a boring head and does not know how to operate.

Today, I heard about it, and I learned that now the starting point of the recommended position is all to look at the follow-up, and then when the recommended seat is arranged on Thursday, what I see is exactly the follow-up reading on Tuesday.

This book is now in the third round, and I don't know if I can go to the fourth round.

But I kind of wanted to do it.

So update it early today so that tomorrow the editor will see a little higher?

Alas, be a little smart, and I hope everyone will not raise books these days, and see the last page~~~~~~