As soon as the man shouted, Pu Bukuo ran straight over, and the people standing behind him also ran over.

The crowd looked at the paper on the table, their eyes widening.

A person's name is written on the paper.

Mr. Zhuge .

"No way, it can't be that he killed your son......"

The middle-aged man with a combat power of 3900 frowned and opened his mouth.

Pu Bugou darkened his face and turned his head to look at him.

"This is the answer given by the pen fairy, can it be fake?"

"Don't you suspect that the live broadcast room has something to do with Sheng Kou? Is it possible that the pen fairy deliberately helped him and gave a fake answer? ”

"No way, if he had anything to do with that live broadcast room, I would have died with my son a long time ago. If he can kill my son, he can kill me. Why wait until now? ”

Pu Bugou now believes that his son was killed by Mr. Zhuge .

"Now that the answer is there, do you Zhuge family want to give me an explanation?"

Park Bugou glared at the middle-aged man viciously.

He was sent by the Zhuge family, and Zhuge Wei wanted to investigate Mr. Zhuge 's death, and by the way, he asked Pu Bugou for compensation.

People die when they do things for him, and if they don't give him some money, this thing will definitely not be over.

But now, it's not Pu Bugou who gives money to the Zhuge family, it's the Zhuge family who wants to give Pu Bugou an explanation.

"Explain to you? What do you have to say? Can you believe the answer given by this immortal? This is feudal superstition! ”

Zhuge Wei waved his hand unhappily, and the piece of paper on the table turned into pieces and flew out.

"You!"

Pu Bugou clenched his fists and his eyes widened.

Zhou Lao hurriedly grabbed him.

"Mr. Park, don't be impulsive, the Zhuge family is our ally, in fact, the answer given by Bixian is not wrong...... There is poisonous gas in the tomb, young master, I have read the autopsy report of Jin Bo, and Mr. Zhuge 's blood test report, that kind of poisonous gas is a hallucinogenic poisonous gas, which makes people lose their minds and become cruel and murderous. Mr. Zhuge killed the young master, this is not wrong, we asked the wrong question. We should ask where the poison gas in the tomb came from? ”

Pu Bugou's brows were still furrowed, but the way he looked at Zhuge Wei changed, and he didn't have the posture he wanted to fight with him before.

"Mr. Park, Mr. Zhou is right, we want to find out who put the poison gas."

Park Bugou nodded.

"Old Zhou, go and bring another person."

Zhou Lao nodded, and went out with the man who asked Bixian the question just now.

After a while, he walked in with a middle-aged woman.

This woman also bought a chance to summon a pen fairy, and Pu Bugou sent someone to find it on the Internet and gave her 20 million to buy this opportunity in her hand.

"You wait to summon the pen immortal, and ask the ancient tomb where my son Pu Bucheng went, where the toxins in it came from!"

Pu Bugou felt a little unhappy in his heart, he felt that he had wasted an opportunity, and if he wasted it again this time, he would have no place to buy the opportunity to summon the pen fairy.

The person who bought the opportunity to summon the pen fairy in that live broadcast room will be snatched away as soon as he sends a message on the Internet to sell the opportunity in his hand.

Now the opportunity has been speculated to 30 million.

Although there is a time limit for summoning pen immortals, some people took advantage of this to lower the price at the beginning, but there are many rich people and many people who want to buy it.

So the price has skyrocketed.

Now if you want to buy it, it's too difficult.

This is his last chance to figure out who the murderer is.

"Boss, I remember."

"Remember clearly, in the ancient tomb where Pu Bucheng was killed, who put the poison gas."

Zhuge Wei felt that there was something wrong with Pu Bugou's problem, so he corrected it.

"Yes, yes, ask who put the poison gas!"

Pu Bugou looked at Zhuge Wei's eyes, and he was much kinder.

Then they stood aside, and the woman sat down in a chair, took a piece of paper and put it in front of her, and then took the pen in both hands and put it on the paper.

This time I didn't have to wait long, and as soon as the pen was put down, the lights in the room went out.

The pen fairy didn't go far at all, so it came quickly.

The lights went out and the pen moved.

The woman was a little panicked and a little scared.

Still, she shuddered to ask the question.

"Bi Xian, who put the poison gas in the ancient tomb where Pu Bucheng was killed?"

The pen didn't move.

This question...... The pen immortal couldn't answer, Sheng Kou's system restricted it, but the person who summoned it asked, and if it didn't answer, it would also damage the yin virtue.

"Bi Xian, who put the poison gas in the ancient tomb where Pu Bucheng was killed?"

The woman repeated the question......

This time the pen understood.

After more than ten seconds, the light came on.

The woman put down her pen and looked down at the paper.

"There is a name! There is a name! ”

Pu Bulu and the three of them hurriedly ran over.

"Huang San?"

"Who is Huang San?"

"Why is there only one name?"

The three of them were very unhappy with this answer.

The pen fairy happened to float into the courtyard at this time, and the resentment and dissatisfaction of the three people, it felt it.

"Uncle, it's good to have a name, this poisonous weed provided by Huang San, Shangxian just passed his hand, and writing Huang San is not wronged him."

"Do you still expect Lao Tzu to give you Huang San's detailed address? I don't know if I don't write it, even if I am worthy of you. ”

The pen fairy complained twice, and then flew away.

"Boss, my task is complete, it's time to ask for you, can I go?"

The eldest sister stood up.

Park Bugou waved his hand impatiently.

"Let's go, I won't send a car to see you off, call a car myself."

The eldest sister immediately nodded and ran out.

She could see that Park Bugou was dissatisfied with this answer, for fear that he would ask for the money back.

There are only three people left in the house: Pu Bugou, Zhou Lai, and Zhuge Wei.

The three of them looked at the paper on the table, their brows furrowed.

"I should let the pen fairy tell the details of the murderer, now with only one name, where do we go to find the murderer?"

"There is no 10,000 or 1,000 people called Huang San in this world, and it's hard to find it."

"Mr. Park, do you remember that live broadcast room, once brought goods to everyone Huang? That Wong Tai Sin seems to be called Huang San. ”

Zhou Lao's words made Pu Bugou's eyes widen.

He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and searched it on the Internet.

He quickly found the video.

"Good evening everyone, I didn't say hello to you when the broadcast started today, let me introduce to you, this is Wong Tai Sin, Huang Sanye."

The anchor in the video is introducing that Wong Tai Sin.

Park Bugou pressed the pause, staring at the Wong Tai Sin deadly.

"Third Master Huang? It's called Huang San......"

"Mr. Park, the ancient tomb where the young master went is just to the north, in the deep mountains and old forests, isn't this Wong Tai Sin also in the deep mountains and old forests? Maybe it was really this Wong Tai Sin who did it! The weasel's fart, but it is poisonous and can make people hallucinate, and the poison in the young master is also a hallucinogenic toxin, and there must be a connection here. ”

"Mr. Park, I think what Brother Zhou said is quite reasonable, this murderer may be this weasel spirit."

Pu Bugou's brows furrowed tightly.

If the murderer is really Wong Tai Sin, how can this revenge be avenged?