Chapter 935 Spiritual Power Map

After the plan was drawn up, several people immediately started to implement it.

In order to avoid being slight, Feng Boliang took the initiative to ask the official assistance of the Tiangong Gate and let all the contestants in the fourth group cooperate with the investigation.

Under the gaze of several people, the candidates lined up and walked into the examination room one by one. After going out, they touched the second formation to analyze the spiritual power map.

However, the progress did not go as smoothly as they thought.

Every candidate who left successfully analyzed the spiritual power pattern. Every time Meng Chan saw one, she shook her head at the others, indicating that he had indeed been exposed to the potion. The number of failures was too many, and the initial enthusiasm of the four people was consumed so much that they were left.

At this moment, Feng Qiwu had just touched the formation and waited for the map to form. At the same time, he took the handkerchief handed by Feng Boliang and slowly wiped his hand.

"Sister Bo Liang, who came up with this idea?"

"It seems that An Tong came up with the stories she had heard." Feng Boliang replied casually, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qiwu said a few words lightly: "No wonder it's stupid."

"If you want an idea, I'll think of one for you." He raised his head and glanced at the long line of contestants, his eyes cold as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"Use the same venom to make a large amount of finished products, and then release poison in the whole place. If one of them can't hold on, the first thing to do is to take out the antidote to save himself. That's the murderer."

"Aren't you killed a thousand people by mistake?" Feng Boliang grabbed his hair and rubbed it randomly.

If it was really as they thought, the murderer was just manipulated by the person behind the scenes as an abandoned son, I am afraid that there would be no antidote on him. If he was really poisoned to death, the clue would be completely cut off.

Besides, this method is too easy to implicate innocent people. At least Feng Boliang will never accept it.

After several more people, the tester reached Xu Ziji.

"Are you satisfied this way?" After wiping his hands, Xu Ziji threw off the tissue hard, his face full of disgust for being disturbed to practice.

"Even if I want to defeat Gu Mingxu, I will only use dignified means and will never shoot cold arrows behind my back!"

"Miss Boliang, I respect you as a member of Jiuyou Palace. I have cooperated with your investigation, but I hope that in the future, you will not let me get into this boring trick without any evidence."

With a cold face, Xu Ziji bowed to Feng Boliang perfunctorily: "Goodbye."

He had just walked not far away, and Feng Boliang looked at the slowly forming spiritual power map on the cardboard, but his brows frowned slightly.

"Hey, wait a moment."

Xu Ziji stopped, turned around halfway, raised his eyebrows mockingly: "Why, have you found evidence that I am the murderer?"

Feng Boliang looked at the map, looked up at him from time to time, and hesitated: "There is no evidence of the murderer, but from the map, your spiritual power seems to be different from that of ordinary people?"

Then, she kindly explained: "Disconfusion in the spiritual vein is a sign of abnormal practice and cannot be ignored. If you don't mind, we can discuss it together."

Xu Ziji seemed to be stunned at first, but soon, his facial lines became tighter.

"I practice the special martial arts of the City Lord's Mansion. Every descendant of the Xu family needs to practice. Even if the spiritual power is different, he will only be smarter than those of the outside world and will never be worse!"

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The man was wearing a brown coat, with the front closure being open casually, and his hair was simply permed and dyed. However, perhaps because of his appearance being too ordinary, his appearance was basically forgotten by people as a "vocational college student".

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" His peeking eyes attracted Rong Xiao's attention. He glanced at him and asked lightly.

The man was startled and stammered, "No, no..." He didn't dare to delay any longer. Finally, he glanced at the spiritual power map on the table, and then quickly left.

This person does look a bit suspicious. However, some people are naturally timid. When they encounter large-scale searches, even if they really don't do anything, they will be frightened to their legs. The contestants who lined up just now performed even more flustered than him. Therefore, the few people didn't take this little episode to heart.

After about a quarter of an hour, the investigation was finally completely over. However, just looking at the expressions on the faces of the four people, you will know that this time, there was indeed no actual progress.

"It took such a waste of time to make such a big formation, but they all touched the bottle. In the end, they still found nothing." Meng Chan sighed to the sky. Even the formation she carefully portrayed failed to play any role.

Shen Antong smiled awkwardly: "Maybe the murderer has heard of this story."

Indeed, this is a very old detective story in folk legends. And Shen Antong copied it almost intact, no wonder the murderer could see through it at first glance.

"It seems that we still have to investigate what Brother Rong Xiao said, "The Unorganized Personnel." After each sighed, Feng Boliang stood up again and pulled up the few people around him.

"Then you have to investigate the entire fourth group!" Shen Antong cried and put his shoulders on both sides, "The task is arduous..."

So these people continued to investigate and not mention it, and said that the boy wearing a brown coat had walked straight away with his head on his back after leaving the hall. From time to time, he would quietly raise his eyes and look around, as if he was afraid that someone would follow him.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he sat in the chair. He took out the jade slip and pressed his fingers on the screen like cramps, sending out text messages one after another.

The screen is the conversation interface of the text message. The characteristic of this interface is that the messages are no longer displayed one by one, but they are all listed in a conversation window. The first column on the left is the message sent by the other party, and the right is the message sent by the owner of the jade slip.

Nowadays, although the specific text on the screen is subtle and difficult to distinguish, it is enough to see at a glance that the large and dense messages are almost all concentrated on the right.

In other words, the owner of the jade slip had sent a large number of messages, but somehow, the other party never responded.

After waiting for a while, he saw that there was still a silence inside the jade slip. At some point, the candidate's head was covered with a large area of ​​cold sweat. The veins on his forehead burst out and were beating violently. And he was also in a state of madness, as if he had some kind of emergency.

"Reply!" He held the jade slip tightly in his right hand, and slapped his spare left hand hard on the table, "Are you going to let me die?"

I don't know if it was pain or nervousness, his left hand curled up on the table, struggled for a while, his five fingers loosened slightly, and a small bottle was faintly revealed in it.

The candidate stared at Xiaoping as if it was the most terrifying thing, and he wanted to throw it away immediately. But once this thing was out of his sight, the harm caused seemed to become greater. Therefore, despite being exhausted, he had to continue holding it in his hand, like holding a poisonous insect that temporarily lies stiffly, but may wake up at any time and sting him hard.

In his most tormenting period, the door that was clearly locked by him suddenly heard the sound of the lock pin turning.

Some other roommates must have come back! There are all people living here with keys to this dormitory. Oh, damn it. Why do you have to come back at this time?

His desk just faced the door. No matter who comes in, he will meet the other party as soon as possible.

I chose this table before, just because his bed was on the lower bunk facing the right side of the door. I sat in front of the table and read a book for a while at night. When I was tired, I turned over to the bed, which was very convenient. It was not until now that he realized that there was such a big hidden danger in this position!

Like a conditioned reflex, he suddenly pulled open the drawer, threw the bottle in, and then hit the drawer with a "bang". Then he hurriedly searched for the lock and hung it on the drawer.

Just as the drawer was closed, the door was pushed open and Jian Zhiheng walked in.

"Hey, Shi Ya, are you in the dormitory?" When he saw the candidate, Jian Zhiheng seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Just now, when he turned the door handle, the door was locked, so he had to take out the key to open the door. But generally speaking, as long as there were people in the dormitory, they usually would not lock the door for the convenience of travel. Jian Zhiheng, who had already prepared "there was no one in the room", suddenly saw Shi Ya and was a little surprised.

But soon, he raised his sight and saw Tang Mu sleeping on the bed on the lower bunk beside the window. The quilt was wrapped tightly, his coat was clumped into a ball, covering his face randomly to block the sunlight. At this glance, Jian Zhiheng felt relieved.

Maybe there was only Tang Mu in the room before, so he locked the door for granted before going to bed. Later, Shi Ya came back and saw Tang Mu sleeping, so as not to affect him, he locked the door. Hey, I didn’t expect that Shi Ya, this kid, usually looks a bit unsociable, but he was quite careful at the critical moment!

"By the way, you said before, something happened at your home. How is it now?" For the sake of Tang Mu, Jian Zhiheng deliberately lowered his voice and asked Shi Ya again.

Shi Ya was a student of Wuya. I remember that in order to prepare for the preliminary selection, candidates from several of their academy were concentrated in the Tiansheng Unification Training. At that time, his impression of Shi Ya was a boy who was a little silent but still had a good personality.

With the precedent of his good friend Guan Chun, Jian Zhiheng naturally would not discriminate against Shi Ya. He still pulled him into the group as usual. With his enthusiasm, Shi Ya's personality was indeed a little cheerful.

But one day, he suddenly received a message, and then his face changed. He asked everyone to borrow money everywhere. At that time, he only said something happened at home, but he didn't say what was going on. Of course, he didn't borrow much.

Although it has been a long time since the incident, Jian Zhiheng is still worried. It is rare to have a chance, so naturally he has to care about it.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ya seemed to be stepping on her tail, her face turned redder. She almost rudely locked the lock and shouted: "It's not your business! Stop asking, go! Go!"

"What's going on?" Jian Zhiheng was even more worried when he saw him like this. "I didn't have much money at that time. Now my family just gave me a living expenses. If you need it, we can help you together..."

"Everyone said it's okay! Let's go!" Shi Ya roared, and the bursting eyes were covered with blood, as if he would rush forward to beat people at any time.

Although Jian Zhiheng was a little confused, he nodded respectfully: "Okay, let's talk about it when you want to." Then, he found a coat in the closet and left the dormitory.

After he left, Tang Mu, who had been sleeping, suddenly took away the clothes on his face and quietly glanced towards Shi Ya, with a thoughtful look in his expression.
Chapter completed!