Song He, the Chengdu Prefecture Promoter, was woken up in his sleep and rushed to the yamen overnight.

At this moment, the lights in the government office were already on, and the prefect Lin Yuming had arrived, looking at Du Wenxing's argument with a serious expression.

After all, the dead Li Mingxu was a famous talent in Chengdu Prefecture and was killed in the street. This case is quite a big deal.

Seeing Song He come in, Lin Yuming stood up to greet him.

"Mr. Lin, what is the situation in this case?" Song He asked anxiously as soon as he sat down.

"Look at it." Lin Yuming handed over Du Wenxing's argument.

Song He looked carefully.

A quarter of an hour later, Song He looked up and said, "There are coincidences in this debate, which is really a coincidence. I think this Qingcheng disciple named Du Wenxing is a major suspect."

Lin Yuming nodded, "I think so too."

He added: "I heard that this person had a conflict with Li Mingxu at the Chrysanthemum Poetry Conference during the day, so he had a motive for murder. However, this person's identity is not only an ordinary disciple, but also has a close relationship with the Zheng family. At today's poetry conference, this person won the leader and his reputation began to rise in Chengdu Prefecture."

"Well, that's the case?" Song He touched his chin and thought to himself that if he did this, this person would be less suspicious. After all, it was a bit stupid to kill people at night.

"Is this Du Wenxing still in the yamen? Is it in prison or..." Song He asked.

Lin Yuming glanced at him and said, "This person is quite cooperative. He is in the side room of the government office. After all, he is a guest of the Zheng family. It is not easy to offend too much before conviction."

Song He nodded, and was not surprised, but stood up and said, "I want to take someone to the scene to see it."

"Okay, Captain Su is also there. Apart from this Du Wenxing, he is the first to come to the crime scene. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of cold wind blew in from outside the hall, making the candles blew up, and a panic-shaped figure rushed in, "Sir, it's bad, no, Xiaoma and the others are all dead!"

The visitor was Captain Su who was mentioned by Lin Yuming, the constable leader who brought Du Wenxing back to the yamen.

At this moment, his face was pale and bloodless, and his body stumbled onto the lobby.

Huh~!

A strong wind blew past Lin Yuming, and a tall figure rushed out from behind, came to Captain Su and helped him up.

"What's wrong?"

The person who took action asked.

Under the swaying candlelight, you can see that this person is in his forties, his eyes are like cold electricity, shining everywhere, and his momentum is intimidating.

When Captain Su looked up and saw this man, he immediately shouted as if he saw a savior, "Cousin, they are all dead, Xiaoma and the others are all dead."

It turns out that the captain Su is named Su Xiaofang, a native of Chengdu Prefecture, and the middle-aged man who is supporting him is named Su Tao, his cousin, and the chief constable of Chengdu Prefecture.

Su Tao frowned when he heard this. He had always been disgusted with his family as a private identity in business.

However, seeing my cousin panic, he was in a state of silence, and he no longer felt guilty. Instead, he grabbed his collar and lifted it up, and said coldly: "What are you panic? Tell me slowly, what's wrong with Xiaoma and the others? Let's explain clearly what's going on today."

Su Xiaofang came to his senses and gasped, "Chief, two sirs, what happened today is quite strange. Xiaoma and I were on the evening shift today. There was nothing wrong, but at the beginning of the night, my subordinates suddenly found a letter on the table in the capture room, which said that a murder occurred in Shuijing Lane tonight. The subordinates took Xiaoma and the others to Shuijing Lane in the idea that they would rather believe in him, and found a body and the Qingcheng Sect disciple there. Because the Qingcheng Sect disciple was holding a knife, the subordinates believed that he was suspected of murder, so they asked Xiaoma and the others to come forward to capture it, but they were knocked to the ground one by one by the Qingcheng disciple. No, it was because the subordinates thought it was just 'defeated' at that time. Unexpectedly, when the subordinates returned to the scene again, Xiaoma and the others were all dead."

Speaking of this, Su Xiaofang's eyes were also a little red. The ones who died were his brothers who lived with him day and night!

"Well, this is a bit strange?" Su Tao touched his chin.

Promoter Song Hedao: "Show me the letter."

"Yes, sir." Su Xiaofang quickly took out the letter from his arms, held it with both hands, and handed it to Song He.

After Song He took it, he looked carefully.

The more he looked, the more he frowned. The letter clearly wrote the time and place of the crime, and it seemed as if he had known it for a long time.

The handwriting on the letter may be written intentionally with the left hand.

"Captain Su, did you find this letter?" Song He asked.

"Sir, it was discovered by the villain." Su Xiaofang said.

"Who else was in the room at that time?"

"Uh, at that time... everyone was in the room."

"Oh? Everyone was in the room, and no one noticed how the letter came to the table?"

Su Xiaofang blushed when he heard this and said a little stuttering:

"Back, sir, we both didn't find out what the letter was or how it came."

"It seems that it is probably done by the people in the capture room." Song He inferred.

Then he asked, "Where are the bodies of Xiaoma and the others?"

Su Xiaofang said: "It has been shipped back and is in the capture room."

"When I go and see." Song He heard that the body had been transported back, his eyes flashed with a flash and he stood up.

...

In the capture room, five corpses were lying flat on the ground, and Su Tao squatted on the ground to check.

Song He stood aside, looking straight at Su Tao's movements.

Su Tao frowned and suddenly looked up and asked, "Captain Su, judging from the arguments of the Qingcheng disciple, he just knocked Xiaoma and the others down with his fist and palm, and did not take heavy measures. Are he doing the same at the scene at that time? "

Su Xiaofang recalled the scene at that time, and after a while, he said: "It seems that Xiaoma who was knocked down at that time was still breathing."

"Strange!" Su Tao shook his head, his face full of suspicion.

Song He asked, "Captain Su, have you noticed anything?"

Su Tao stood up and said, "The Qingcheng Sect disciple said that he used the Iron Sand Palm at that time, and these brothers were indeed dead under the Iron Sand Palm, and each of them had only one palm print, except for Xiaoma. Xiaoma was killed by someone using heavy techniques."

"Yes, I remember that the others were all in the palm of their hands, and only Xiaoma was knocked down by the Qingcheng disciple with a burst of fist."

"Well, these people only have one palm print? Could it be that this Du Wenxing really did? If someone else killed someone later, there shouldn't be only one palm print." Song He's eyes twitched.

"Let him come and compare the palm prints and you will know." Su Tao said to Su Xiaofang with a cold face.

As Su Xiaofang came to the capture room and saw five corpses on the ground, Du Wenxing's heart was beating wildly.

How did these people die?

Didn't I take the initiative at that time?

Things are getting worse and worse!
Chapter completed!