After 10 Years of Chopping Wood, I Am Invincible

Meng Xing looked around. The surrounding houses were not very dense, and they were far apart. Although the screams of Ding Hai's death could be heard farther in the middle of the night, it was possible that the surrounding residents could hear the sound of sleep. The sound is much smaller.

However, in Ding Hai Shi, the three of them were quite diligent in reading, and they were still sitting in the yard reading at midnight.

...No, it could also be that Ding Hai knew that the person who instructed him might come to kill him, so he called two companions to study in the yard. First, he was bold and fearful, and second, he wanted to scare him away. The one who ordered him?

I'm afraid he didn't expect that the person who instructed him turned out to be a formidable expert, and it would be effortless to kill him.

Meng Xing guessed in his heart, imagining the scene at that time.

When everyone walked into the courtyard, the three bodies were still lying in the courtyard and had not yet been moved.

Meng Xing looked at the three corpses carefully. As he analyzed, the two students were killed suddenly, but Ding Haishi should have been killed after being interrogated, with a look of horror on his face. The three corpses showed signs of movement, apparently seen by others.

Meng Xing looked at the yard. The yard was not big, with five trees about 20 feet high, some flowers and plants, and a few small stone paths.

Meng Xing flipped through the book Ding Hai was reading again, there were some blood stains on the book, especially one page with blood stains, obviously he was reading this page at the time.

Meng Xing took a closer look and found that one of the words had a relatively deep bloodstain, which seemed to have been scratched by Ding Hai Shi with his finger before he died.

Zhong Zhaotou asked, "Meng Gongzi, have you found anything?"

"The word 'zuo' should have been drawn by Ding Hai Shi before he died," Meng Xing said.

"This is the word 'zuo' for writing a poem. He wants to tell us that he regrets writing a poem? Well, Brother Meng, he should regret writing your poem." Zhou Jingyun came over and glanced at it. road.

Meng Xing said: "There is a possibility."

"It's useless to regret, even if he was forced, he shouldn't copy your poems and promote them as his own." Zhou Jingyun said.

At that time, when Ding Hai and Meng Chun were in conflict, he was there, but he didn't bother to care about the mess between Guozijian and Qingfeng College.

Meng Xing nodded and said: "There are no other clues at the scene. It is difficult to find the murderer."

In ancient times, there was no surveillance, and there was no way to know the appearance of the murderer. This murderer is also a cultivator. Whether it is the martial arts system, the Taoist system, or the magic door system, after killing someone, it is easy to escape.

Zhong Zhaotou said: "Yes! The murderer kills cleanly and neatly. He is also a monk. It is even more difficult to catch him."

Zhong Chatou, who has been in criminal investigation for many years, naturally knows the difficulty. The probability of catching the murderer in this kind of case is very small. Unless a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, it is a good idea to solve one out of ten cases. .

Xing Yixuan sneered. He naturally didn't want Meng Xing to find the murderer. Although finding the murderer could clear his relationship, it also made the boy show his face in Princess Yangping.

Princess Yangping came here to learn more, probably because of this kid. Either she wanted to recruit him, or she was jealous of his body, no matter which one it was, Xing Yixuan was jealous.

As the most promising young talent in Soul Angel Yamen, how could he not compare to this guy?

Meng Xing asked, "Where is Meng Chunhui?"

"Stay in the palace prison." Zhong Zhaotou said.

"Let's go back and ask him to see if we can find out anything." Meng Xing said.

The crowd then walked out of the house.

Meng Xing asked, "Isn't Ding Hai a student of Guozijian? Why would you rent a house here?"

"Guozijian's management is not very strict. These students can rent a house outside, as long as they go to class when they teach." Zhong Huotou said.

"It only takes three quarters of an hour to walk to Guozijian here."

Meng Xing nodded, three quarters of an hour, and only about forty-five minutes, much closer than 996 office workers.

The crowd got on the horses and galloped towards the government office. After half an hour, everyone arrived at the government office.

Meng Xing followed Zhong Zhaotou to the prison, while the others stayed in the office.

Entering the torture room of the prison, there are officers to wave Meng Chun out.

Meng Chun waved his hair a little messy and looked a little embarrassed. Seeing Zhong Cao Tou, he said, "Sir, I didn't kill anyone, why did you arrest me?"

"You are suspected of murder. After the interrogation is clear, you will naturally be released." Zhong Caitou said coldly.

"Then sir, hurry up and ask." Meng Chun waved.

"It's up to this Young Master Meng to ask you." Zhong Zhaotou pointed at Meng Xing and said.

"Master Meng?" Only then did Meng Chunhui see clearly that Meng Xing, who was beside him, was the original author of the poems that he had met yesterday.

Meng Xing said: "It's me. There are a few questions I want to ask you."

Meng Chunwei sat on the stool, was silent for a while, and said, "You can ask."

"Where did you find out about my divination?" Meng Xing asked.

"Chunyi Building in Guangyang County, there are your paintings and calligraphy hanging there, and the girls in Chunyi Building also sing. It should be the second day after you went to Chunyi Building. I went there. The girl there said that there was a good meeting yesterday. The genius who wrote the poems, whose surname is Meng, doesn't know his real name." Meng Chun waved.

"I thought this poem was very good at the time, so I remembered it. After I came back to Beijing, I modified it according to the original poem, and took it out as something I wrote. Jiao Yu thought that I wrote it well, so it was included in "Ya" On Junji."

"I originally thought that if you found out then, I would pay you some money. And since you are in Guangyang County, you may not necessarily come to the capital, so you don't take it seriously." He said with some shame on his face.

Meng Xing nodded and asked, "Then how did you conflict with Ding Hai?"

"Ding Hai was from Wuyang County, and he knew about this poem for some reason. He promoted it as his own, and it was included in the "Guoya Ji". Maybe someone found out that this poem was related to me. The writing is similar. Yesterday he brought someone to question me about plagiarizing his poems. Everyone was so angry that they almost fought." Meng Chun waved.

"The whole thing is like this. In fact, everyone has no deep hatred. I didn't expect that he was killed last night, so the people in Guozijian thought it was me who killed and vented their anger~www.novelmt.com~ and went to Qingfeng Academy to make trouble."

In order to get rid of suspicion as soon as possible, Meng Chunwei also spoke in great detail.

"I'm a helpless scholar. I've never killed a person, so how could I kill him?"

Can't hold the chicken in your hands? When you secretly use the five-finger girl every day, you don't know how powerful the chicken is! Meng Xing complained in his heart.

However, this era is good. When hormones are rising, as long as you have a little money, Goulan Washi and brothel are places that can meet your physiological needs, so Wuzhi girls may not need it.

Meng Xing asked some more things, then left the prison with Zhong Zhaotou and returned to the office.

"How? Is there any progress?" Zhou Jingyun asked.

"Hmph! This case is so tricky, the murderer has come and gone, how easy is it to find the murderer?" Xing Yixuan mocked.

Meng Xing glanced at him and said, "I have already checked it out. Let's all do it together, the murderer is him!"