At this moment, Cai Lan suddenly shouted loudly, "Look! look!"

Everyone saw that Aunt Long's arm was covered with a white cloth, which was the filial piety cloth of the new widow to commemorate her deceased husband, at first glance, I didn't think there was anything strange, and when I looked at it again, everyone found something strange, there were two words written on it, the drawing was not very clear about the standard, but I vaguely recognized that these two words were: Linxi, and there was a dot written after the West word.

"Obviously, this is Aunt Long's handwriting with blood on her fingers before she died!" Cai Lan took advantage of the situation.

Yue Jinlin and Cai Lan both set their sights on Xifu. Both of them knew that Mr. Lin's full name was Linxi Mansion, and the children in the school only knew her surname Lin.

Xifu's heart chuckled, it seemed that there was trouble.

"It has nothing to do with me, I obviously just arrived, and Long Chinese New Year's Eve can prove it!" Xifu's heart tightened! This defense is too weak. Xifu closed his eyes, took a long breath, and exhaled again, visualizing that with this breath, the panic in his heart was exhaled out of his body with a puff of black smoke, and his whole body became like a cup of clean water.

"Just now I went in with Mr. Lin, I went back to the restaurant, and she went inside, and then ......" Long Chinese New Year's Eve was urged by Cai Lan several times before he said this, and then fell silent again, his mind was blank at this time.

Cai Lan sneered, "It's not you, why did Aunt Long write Lin Xi, and also wrote a point", it just so happens that the first stroke of the word is a point.

Cai Lan's voice naturally reached Xifu's ears, but her heartbeat had returned to normal.

Baozi shouted: "This person is extremely abnormal, his heartbeat is obviously faster, this is not the situation that a sad person should have, he is excited." ”

At the same time, Long Chinese New Year's Eve's gaze fell on Xifu's body like a knife, although he resisted this possibility, but Ah Niang's filial piety cloth really had those two words written on it, and he could not doubt it.

Xifu glanced at everyone present, squatted down, and picked up the bun with his hand, but the bun did not struggle. Then he walked towards Yue Jinlin step by step.

Yue Jinlin subconsciously took a step back, and his heels couldn't reach it, and he couldn't retreat anymore.

Xifu's heart trembled slightly, although she intellectually understood Yue Jinlin's fear, she still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

"Aunt Long has two words in my name written on her body, which looks very convincing, but I want to ask Curator Yue a question, is it okay?"

Yue Jinlin nodded.

"We all know that Aunt Long is Curator Yue's house slave, I want to know Curator Yue, have you told Aunt Long my full name?"

Yue Jinlin recalled for a while, shook his head, and added after a while: "Not only did I not tell Aunt Long's family, but I also didn't tell other students and teachers, even if I was on the roster of the school, I was only registered as Mr. Lin!"

Xifu nodded.

He looked at Long Chinese New Year's Eve again: "Chinese New Year's Eve, do you know what Mr. Cai's full name is?"

Long Chinese New Year's Eve nodded, "Mr. Cai's name is known to us all over the museum, and there are his calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall of the academy, and there is his signature on it. ”

"And did you ever know my full name?"

Long Chinese New Year's Eve shook his head, "I don't know, my father and aunt don't know, I only know that Mr. Lin's surname is Lin." ”

At this time, although Yue Jinlin did not completely get rid of his suspicion of Xifu, his suspicion had been loosened, and he faintly felt the strangeness in it.

Now it can be basically concluded that the murdered Aunt Long did not know the name of the new Mr. Lin, so it was impossible for her to personally write the word Lin Xi on the filial piety cloth...... Even the most stupid person can smell a sense of conspiracy from it.

And in this academy, there has always been a discord between Cai Lan and Mr. Lin, if it is a conspiracy, then the designer of this conspiracy must fall on Cai Lan.

Yue Jinlin couldn't help but secretly admire Xifu's calmness and calmness, when he was suspicious, he could still be so calm-headed, and think of the flaws, and he could also explain it clearly to everyone present, it was really rare, he thought to himself that he was in the same situation, and it was difficult to do it.

Yue Jinlin naturally didn't know that Xifu was also an immortal cultivator. If he knew, he would not be amazed at the calmness of Xifu Taishan collapsing in front of him. Immortal cultivators have true qi and often look inward, so it is far easier for them to jump out of the current situation than ordinary people, and look at their own predicament with a cold and onlooker mentality, so it is naturally easy to find traces of spiders and worms. With this spider silk and ant trail in the chest, people will naturally have confidence and become calm.

Yue Jinlin and Long Chinese New Year's Eve set their sights on Cai Lan.

Xifu felt a little proud in his heart. At this moment, Baozi screamed at an inopportune time, and at the same time, the voice of the demon lord came into the ears of Xifu: "The sound of the spirit crow is coming."

Xifu immediately concentrated his consciousness on the three acupuncture points of Jade Pillow, Baihui, and Shangdantian, where the three true qi faintly trembled, and there was a tendency to flow straight down the dantian. Xifu looked at the people present, while maintaining an inward view to appease the three true qi, and after two or three breaths, the three true qi settled down.

Cai Lan opened his mouth and said, "In the same hall, if you want to know the name of a gentleman, it doesn't sound difficult...... In any case, Aunt Long's filial piety cloth has the word Lin Xi on it, and it is true, she must have important suspicions. We should report to the government as soon as possible, and let the government come and make a decision." After entering the official mansion, I have to ask this girl to suffer some losses, hehe!

Naturally, everyone has no objection to this.

Before Yue Jinlin left, he first coaxed the students away, and then instructed Xifu, Long Chinese New Year's Eve, and Cai Lan not to leave. Then he personally went to the nearest post station, the Shrike Post, where several patrolmen who were stationed in the area took office, and it took an hour to come and go.

After Yue Jinlin left, the remaining three people were a corpse, and after a few words of dialogue, they could not achieve unity, and the chickens and ducks crowed, but they were silent.

The views of each of the three of them are roughly as follows:

Cai Lan: Why the deceased did not write other people's names, but only wrote Mr. Lin, there is no doubt that she must be the one who wrote him. In such a museum, what is the difficulty of asking for a name, maybe it was Curator Yue who inadvertently said it, and it was unknown if Aunt Long heard it. This girl is full of weirdness, suspicious origin, suspicious identity, such a character suddenly appeared in this poor and remote school hall in the air, everywhere is weird, everywhere makes people suspicious."

Long Chinese New Year's Eve: This Mr. Xiaolin, how do you think you don't want to be a murderer, besides, Ah Niang doesn't know her name at all, if she really killed her, she should flee; could it be that Mr. Cai planted the blame for her? Although this Mr. Cai is too strict, he doesn't look like a murderer?

Xifu: Looking at Cai Lan's gloating eyes, and he also offered to report to the official, and he was the first to see the name on the filial piety cloth, It is very likely that she framed me!

There was a faint light flashing in Xifu's mind, and that light was revolving around "Cai Lan had demonic energy", but he couldn't grasp it or think it through, which made Xifu very anxious.

Baozi touched Xifu's drooping little hand with his little paw as a sign of comfort, and rubbed the back of her hand with a fluffy apple head.

Xifu was inexplicably comforted, and she couldn't tell who comforted her, whether it was the puppy Baozi or the demon lord who was living on the Baozi.

As if to solve her doubts, the demon lord said, "Immortal cultivators are not afraid of the judgment of the world, immortal cultivators are all high-ranking existences, even if the mortal court convicts you of guilt and puts you in prison, I will release you at night, thousands of miles away, what can mortals do to you?"

"It's not the Lord yet!" Xifu let out a long sigh of relief, she would not give up her current life until she had to.

I still blame myself for having too little experience, and I forgot that I was an immortal cultivator for a while. Which mortal is not respectful and commendable to immortal cultivators, thinking about the way everyone treats Zhu Beard Sect in awe, you will know what a lofty existence an immortal cultivator is, she is also an immortal cultivator, why can't she put her state of mind a little higher? Besides, there is a demon lord, what is there to be afraid of!

About an hour and a half later, Yue Jinlin returned with five people.

a white, thin, beardless old man dressed in dark blue, with a gray cloth bag on his shoulder, which was supposed to be a pestle;

One is a big man with a big belly, with a ghost-headed knife hanging from his waist, and his pace is high, like a big rooster, this should be a fast and small leader.

The other three were all young men, dressed similarly to big-bellied men.

The two of them first listened to Yue Jinlin tell the story roughly, Yue Jinlin spoke impartially, that is, he heard someone here screaming, so he came in to take a look, and saw the body of Aunt Long lying on the ground, Mr. Lin squatted next to the deceased, holding the deceased's head, and the filial piety cloth on the deceased's arm had the word Lin Er written on it.

The big man with the knife listened to Duoyue Jinlin's words and asked the white thin old man to go to the autopsy.

The thin old man gently pressed the wound on Aunt Long's neck, observed the size and shape of the wound, and took out a silver needle to measure the wound, the silver needle stuck some blood clots, the old man raised the silver needle to his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then put it under his nose and smelled it.

He rolled over Aunt Long's two eyelids again, and pried open Aunt Long's mouth to look at Aunt Long's tongue. Then he took out a white cloth from the bag on his body and wiped his hands slowly and vigorously.

Then he came to the side of the big man with the knife in small steps, and reported in a hoarse voice: "Boss Qilu, the deceased died in about an hour, and the fatal wound was a two-inch wound on the neck, and the inner wall of the wound was neat, which should be caused by a sharp weapon. The whites of the eyes and tongue coating are normal, and there are no signs of poisoning."

Boss Lu nodded after hearing this, and walked to the side of Xifu, his eyes were peaceful, "Little girl, you are Lin Xi~"

The thin white old man next to him reminded in a low voice, "Linxi Mansion."

Boss Lu glared at the old man, very majestic, and frightened the old man's neck back. Then he turned his gaze to Xifu, "You are Linxi Mansion?"

"Yes, my lord!" Xifu said as he bowed to Boss Lu, his attitude respectful, but his eyes were extremely calm. The bun rubbed at her feet, reminding the demon lord of his existence.

In any case, since the government has been used, she must go to the yamen for a trip, with the demon lord by her side, even if she goes to the yamen, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"The deceased has the word Lin Xi written on it, how do you explain it?" Boss Lu bit the two words very hard, and his voice was full of threat. This little girl's calmness made him very unhappy, after so many years, who saw him was not nervous, and this little girl in front of him dared to be so calm, hateful.

Baozi screamed softly, "He's angry, you should be afraid of her!"