As he was flipping through the pages, he suddenly remembered something and asked the bailiff on the side: "How is that robbery and murder case?"

"You mean..."

The executive was a little nervous.

There were so many cases in the Daoting Division that the Executive Secretary didn't know which one Gu Changhuai was talking about, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to answer it, so he was a little nervous.

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Hidden second child."

"Yes." The Chief Executive remembered it, flipped through the file in a panic, and then said: "Report to the Director, the case is about to be closed..."

"Case closed?" Gu Changhuai's eyes narrowed slightly.

The chief executive swallowed, unable to figure out Gu Diansi's thoughts, "Diansi, yes, the case is about to be concluded..."

"Did you catch the hidden dick?"

"Has been thrown into Taoist prison, and will be punished according to crime..."

"How did you catch it?"

The chief executive immediately flipped through the file again and replied:

"It is said... that in Canglang Mountain, we followed the traces and found Yin Lao Er. After seeing through Yin Lao Er's concealment, Taixu Sect, Tai Amen and several disciples from Baihua Valley teamed up to catch him and send him to prison. Arriving at Daotingsi..."

"Are you sure it's Yin Lao Er?"

"I have checked the bloodline, spiritual roots, skills, and spiritual power, and they are all correct. It is indeed Yin Lao Er..."

Gu Changhuai was puzzled, "No other monks can help?"

"It's not mentioned in the file, it shouldn't be..."

Gu Changhuai's eyes darkened and his mood fluctuated.

It shouldn't be...

What is recorded in the dossier conforms to the sequence of events, but does not conform to the logic of the events.

How to find traces, how to detect concealment, and how to join forces to arrest people?

How difficult it is to catch a sin cultivator who is good at concealment and proficient in assassination. He is Daoting Sidiansi, how can he not be clear about it?

A few sect disciples with little experience were able to arrest Yin Lao Er in just one or two days, which seemed strange no matter how you looked at it...

"Take me to see Yin Lao Er." Gu Changhuai said.

"Yes." The executive nodded.

The chief led the way into the underground prison, and Gu Changhuai also saw Yin Laoer.

Yin Laoer was imprisoned in the Forbidden Spirit's Prison, chained by a second-grade chain, and tortured. His limbs were crippled and his teeth were lost, making him look miserable.

Gu Changhuai frowned, "Are our Daotingsi's criminal laws so severe?"

Jisi smiled bitterly, "No...it was almost like this before he came..."

"The limbs are broken, the tendons of the hands are picked, the teeth are broken, and the knees, I don't know what evil thing they kneeled on, are completely destroyed..."

Gu Changhuai was stunned for a moment and asked: "Who did it?"

"Those sect disciples..."

Gu Changhuai frowned.

The executive said: "Dianji, isn't this against the rules?"

Gu Changhuai snorted coldly, "What's wrong with the rules? This is a sin cultivator. If you don't be cruel to them, they will be cruel to you, but..."

Gu Changhuai glanced at Yin Lao Er and his eyelids twitched, "This technique is too skillful..."

Are all the current sect disciples so ruthless...

"Are those disciples injured?" Gu Changhuai asked again.

"I saw this hidden man when they escorted him here. Every one of them was alive and well, and there were no injuries at all..."

"Um."

Gu Changhuai nodded and turned to leave, but before leaving, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw burnt marks on Yin Lao Er's face, and his eyes froze.

"Did you use burning?"

"No." The chief executive whispered, "I just used Qianjun Lingmu to make some boards..."

Gu Changhuai looked at the fire marks on Yin Lao Er's face, "This is... the five elements fire spell..."

Not like a sword, not like a blade, and there are no needle marks burned by fire...

Like a ball of fire, the burn mark after the explosion is...

"Fireball technique..."

Gu Changhuai murmured.

Fireball is nothing. It is an entry-level spell. Any monk with a fire root in the cultivation world can master fireball.

Anyone can...

Gu Changhuai was startled, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

A past incident couldn't help but float in his mind.

He remembered that more than half a year ago, in the restaurant outside Qingcheng, most of the more than ten traffickers who kidnapped Yu'er died due to the fireball technique.

Gu Changhuai thought quickly in his heart...

There were five people in total on their trip.

Ouyang Feng learned the swordsmanship of the Ouyang family, Shangguan Xu also used a sword, and Hua Qianqian practiced the Baihua Spiritual Formation in Baihua Valley.

Murong Caiyun practiced the Five Elements Spiritual Light spell of Taixu Sect.

Among them, no one is used to using fireball, and they are not very good at attacking with fireball.

After all, there is only one person left.

Gu Changhuai's eyes narrowed.

That little Five Elements Spiritual Root, it is said that the little monk who happened to be passing by and saved Yu'er...

Ink painting!

Gu Changhuai frowned.

It seems that there must be something fishy about this matter.

The little monk Mo Hua said that he was just passing by and picked up Yu'er by chance. It must not be believed!

If he didn't pick it up, could it be...

He killed more than a dozen human traffickers by himself using the fireball technique, and then rescued Yu'er?

It seems like...

It’s even more unbelievable…

If you use this to deceive a fool, even a fool will not believe it.

Gu Changhuai was confused.

Judging from his sense of smell as a Daoting Si Dian Si who has been handling cases for many years, Mo Hua, a young monk, must have a big problem.

But my cousin has great trust in this boy, and Yu'er is also very close to him.

It's not easy to check it yourself.

But if you let it go like this, it will definitely be a big hidden danger...

Gu Changhuai's eyes flashed slightly, and the eyes painted in ink appeared in his mind again. Those eyes were transparent on the surface, but very inconsistent upon closer inspection, with a depth that was different from ordinary people...

Half is good, half is evil.

As if on the border between good and evil.

Gu Changhuai always had an intuition that a monk with such eyes would be either a monk with amazing talents or a demon lord who would shake the world.

"I need to find some time to find out the details..."

…

Taixu Gate.

After eating that day, Mo Hua found a place to lie on the grass, crossed his legs, and read the formation book leisurely. Suddenly a big "junior brother" ran over and shouted:

"Ink painting!"

Mo Hua looked up and found that it was Cheng Mo, and asked curiously.

"What's wrong?"

"The elder told me that someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

"How do I know..."

"Okay." Mo Hua put away the book and patted the grass on the Taoist robe, "I'll go take a look."

Cheng Mo looked at the ink painting and said suspiciously:

"Mo Hua, why do you feel so busy..."

Mo Hua said: "That's because I practice hard!"

"It's not about cultivation," Cheng Mo shook his head, "I always feel that you are doing other things..."

Mo Hua stepped on his feet, patted the big man Cheng Mo's shoulder, and sighed:

"You are still young, and it is too early to know some things. When you have been here for a year, 'senior brother', I will take you to play..."

Cheng Mo was a little embarrassed, "You are two years younger than me!"
To be continued...