"This brother of the Qingcheng Sect, are you familiar with these corpses on the ground?" Su Tao asked with a calm face.

Du Wenxing nodded, "These are the ones who fought with me, but... why are they dead?"

"It's you, it's your death!" Su Xiaofang shouted with red eyes.

Su Tao waved his hand to stop the emotionally excited Su Xiaofang and scolded: "Shut up, the matter has not yet been concluded, so don't talk nonsense."

Song He stood aside and stroked his beard without saying a word, staring at Du Wenxing's expression.

Du Wenxing glanced at Su Xiaofang and said nothing, but squatted down to observe the deceased.

Neither Su Tao nor Song He stopped him.

Du Wenxing looked at the palm prints on the body and recalled again that the positions of these palm prints were indeed where he hit. He reached out to compare again, and his eyes immediately shrank.

Except for one of them, the palm prints on the other four corpses were exactly the same as the size of their own palms, and they were obviously the palms they had hit.

However, he knew clearly that he had not taken any action at that time, and he used his strength to knock down these people at most, which was not fatal.

So how did these five people die?

He raised his head and was about to ask, Su Tao, who was standing beside him, seemed to know what he was going to ask, and immediately said lightly: "Only my five brothers, except for Xiao Ma, who died of a severe brain damage, the other four of them were all destroyed."

Speaking of this, he also squatted down, pressed his palm on a palm print, and with a gentle force, countless blood dots appeared around the palm print.

He looked at Du Wenxing and said, "The obvious characteristics of iron sand palm strength."

Du Wenxing retorted: "It's not just the iron sand palm that can cause this situation."

"That's right, but there is only the iron sand palm print you left on the corpse." Su Tao's eyes became colder and colder, and his brother could not die in vain.

Du Wenxing stopped talking, and this situation was indeed strange.

He moved his eyes to the body of the blue-faced pony. The man was stunned by his combination of punches, but at this moment, he saw his eyes congested, and his brain was obviously severely damaged.

He carefully examined Xiaoma's head, chin, left cheek, and right forehead. The bruised injury was indeed caused by himself, but the fatal injury should be a punch in the temple.

This punch was definitely not something he hit.

However, the injuries here are not easy to compare, because they are covered by hair and the fist may not be fully exposed to the strike position, so only an irregular semicircular purple piece is left.

"What do you say, this brother of the Qingcheng Sect?" Su Tao asked.

"I definitely didn't kill people, someone framed me." Du Wenxing said slowly.

"So, who wants to harm you?" Su Tao asked again.

Du Wenxing thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't know."

Song He has been observing Du Wenxing's expression, thinking that the other party is either telling the truth or having too good psychological quality.

He felt that the former was mostly the same, after all, the other party was here, and a little boy should not be so experienced.

"This Young Master Du," Song He said, "Who knows what you do tonight?"

This question came to the point, and Du Wenxing was actually thinking about this issue. His travel route and time seemed to be understood by others, so that the situation could be arranged to such a seamless level.

For example, when I left the Chengdu station of Qingcheng Sect, when I entered Shuijing Lane, and the body, from a fresh point of view, it was obviously killed not long before I entered Shuijing Lane.

In this way, even if you don’t find the body, but walk straight through the alley, the death time of the body can match the time you pass through the alley, so the biggest suspect in the murder is himself.

Du Wenxing didn't know the mysterious letter from the house arrest, otherwise he would be even more amazed at the control of the layouter.

Du Wenxing hesitated and said, "There should be only a few uncles and brothers from this sect."

Song He nodded, "I'm afraid I'm going to trouble Mr. Du in the yamen for a night of grievance. Although I don't think Mr. Du will be the murderer, you are the most suspicious now. Captain Su, take Mr. Du to the side courtyard to rest."

Song He was very kind to say. After all, the Qingcheng faction behind the other party is the Qingcheng faction. You should not offend easily before the case is concluded.

Du Wenxing did not object.

He stood up and was about to leave with Su Xiaofang with an angry expression. Su Tao, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly said: "Leave the knife."

Du Wenxing's sword was kept away, and even when he came to the yamen to be interrogated, Qiuyue's sword was also carried with him.

At this moment, when Su Tao asked him to leave the knife, his face suddenly changed, and his hand holding the hilt tightened, and a pressure naturally appeared.

Su Xiaofang was shocked and took a few steps back, and Song He's expression became nervous.

Su Tao suddenly stood up, staring at Du Wenxing with a plain and cold look, and then slowly spoke: "This knife is a suspected weapon after all, and needs to be used as evidence. If it proves that Brother Du is innocent, it will naturally be returned."

Du Wen Ding Zhan smiled and the tense atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed, "This knife is my lifeblood, so I have to keep it."

"Don't worry, I will take care of it myself." Su Tao said.

When Du Wenxing left with Su Xiaofang, Su Tao showed a look of shock and doubt. This kid had such a strong aura. Could it be that some official's son?

Song He's face was even more serious. The sudden burst of aura of this Qingcheng Sect boy just now actually gave him the feeling of being a superior.

The two of them felt that this Qingcheng Sect disciple was not simple at the same time.

Du Wenxing followed Su Xiaofang to the side courtyard. Seeing Captain Su looking at him with hatred from time to time, he couldn't help but say, "Brother, I didn't kill your person. Instead of glaring at me here, you might as well find the real murderer."

"Hmph!" Su Xiaofang snorted, without saying a word, but he stopped looking at Du Wenxing.

"By the way, how did you go to that alley?" Du Wenxing finally asked about the curiosity in his heart.

Su Xiaofang said: "Why should I tell you?"

Du Wenxing: "Because if you told me, maybe I could see something from it. I don't believe you happened to pass by. Someone must have framed me. Do you want to avenge your brothers??"

Su Xiaofang hesitated, and after some weighing the pros and cons, he still told Du Wenxing about the mysterious letter.

Du Wenxing was surprised. How did the person with this layout send this letter into the arresting room without any knowledge?

Is there a traitor among the constable?

"Who was in the room at that time?" Du Wenxing suddenly asked.

"In addition to the dead Xiaoma and the five, I also have Li Jian, Wu Jiang and Zhang Xiaoqi. You have seen these three, and I will follow me to send you-" Su Xiaofang was halfway through his words, and suddenly he was stunned, his eyes suddenly turned to Du Wenxing, "You are suspicious..."
Chapter completed!