When the young man heard this, his face instantly turned pale. He no longer cared about the bad luck of Lu Qingfan and the two of them, and hurriedly rushed up and said: "Sir, sir, you and I should go and have a look!"

There must be something fishy in that house. If the murderer is still there, wouldn't it be wrong for him to go there alone...

As soon as the boy finished speaking, Yun Xi was the first to walk into the bamboo building.

Lu Qingfan quickly followed without saying a word.

The layout inside the bamboo building is quite grand, the layout is quiet and elegant, and the sandalwood curls under the light gauze tent, just like a fairyland that has emerged into immortality, which makes people fascinated.

The strong smell of blood and the corpse lying on the ground not far away dyed the tranquility in the room with a touch of blood.

Yun Xi went straight towards the corpse on the ground.

The man lying on the ground is old, with pale eyebrows, but his beard is well groomed. His kind-hearted look makes people feel friendly at a glance.

It's a pity that the old gentleman has closed his eyes forever.

"Ah! Sir!" The boy's face was pale, his eyes widened, and he stepped forward to push the corpse. "Sir, wake up! Why did you leave your disciples and others to ascend to immortality first?"

The boy cried out, and even the few spectators behind him showed sadness.

Under this push, Yun Xi and Lu Qingfan also fully saw the wounds of the deceased: a fist-sized gap was cut open in the abdomen, revealing the turbid internal organs and a small half of the intestines. Blood was still gurgling. Outside the bamboo building,

The large amount of blood came from this.

"The murderer was so cruel. He didn't kill enough people but also destroyed the traces of the corpse." Yun Xi's clear eyes darkened, then she turned to look at Lu Qingfan beside her and said, "The deceased could not last longer than two cups of tea."

"Is there another way down from Feihe Peak?" Lu Qingfan immediately realized the meaning of Yun Xi's words: If he could catch up with the murderer in time, he might be able to catch up.

The boy was still immersed in the grief of his master's murder. He cried so much that he burst into tears and burped in tears. He stuttered in one sentence: "No, no. This is the way we go up and down the mountain. There is only one way to enter Xianglongzhai.

A gate."

The terrain of Feihe Peak is steep and precipitous, and Xianglongzhai is surrounded by mountains. The current stone path was modified based on the path built by the son of the aristocratic family, and relatively safe ropes were encircled to prevent visitors from accidentally falling.

Behind Xianglongzhai is a steep mountain. Xianglongzhai was renovated on the basis of the original courtyard, with high walls and no door at all.

For ordinary people to enter or leave from the back mountain, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"So... we have been at the bottom of the mountain just now, and we are the first group of people to enter the mountain. The murderer can only enter the mountain in front of us."

Yun Xi concealed that they had solved the case at Feihe Inn, so the officers from the Ministry of Punishment were already near the mountain gate. As long as the criminal has some brains, he will definitely not "face the difficulties" and arouse suspicion.

"Seal Xianglongzhai immediately." Lu Qingfan said in a deep voice.

If the culprit is present, they will find him; if the culprit is not present, they will definitely leave clues.

Lu Qingfan naturally had a convincing power of deterrence. The young man said "oh oh" twice and hurriedly went out to inform everyone to immediately block Xianglong Zhai. Guests who had gone to the mountain to listen to Buddhist scriptures were not allowed to enter, and no one else was allowed to leave.

In order to prevent onlookers from continuing to watch the corpse, Lu Qingfan ordered everyone to exit the bamboo building and not to destroy the clues to the crime scene.

Rumo's eyes slowly turned around the bamboo building, and Lu Qingfan accurately found a tricky spot.

He gently rubbed the faint marks on the bamboo pole, and soon found similar marks on the corresponding bamboo pole next to it.

It has to be said that the bamboo in this bamboo building is made of special materials and is very hard. Even if it is used hard, it will only leave a faint mark.

He walked around Kangman's living room again and found that the traces of the deceased's behavior were exactly as the boy said.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Qingfan unfolded the notes on Ge Zhongbin and matched them one by one with the handwriting on the table, but found nothing similar.

Someone had recruited Ge Zhongbin to deliver messages for several years, but there was no trace of any of the notes. Kang Man probably burned them after reading them.

Lu Qingfan searched all over the house and found no clues.

"I'm going to take a look outside so you can do the autopsy."

Over here, Yun Xi had already taken out the tools from his baggage and started to examine them. He vaguely agreed, fixed his eyes on the wound of the deceased and touched it lightly.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfan smiled helplessly, closed the door and turned to leave.

The hand wearing a transparent glove gently touched the wound of the deceased. Yun Xi frowned slightly and secretly thought that the murderer was really smart. He killed someone but did not want to expose his murder weapon, so he dug up everything around the wound to ensure

Do not reveal the appearance of the murder weapon.

This type of trauma may seem cumbersome, but it is actually the easiest to recover from.

Yun Xi thought for a moment and then decided to give up on the wound for the time being and take the lead in examining the corpse...

Lu Qingfan followed the boy's directions and quickly arrived near the back mountain of Xianglongzhai. When he saw the towering walls, his eyes darkened.

He suddenly landed on the eaves like a flying goose with spread wings. If you look closely, you will find that there are no human traces near the eaves, unless the murderer is as skilled in martial arts as he is.

But if someone is really skilled in martial arts, they don't need to kill people and then steal the weapons. Their inner strength is enough to shatter the internal organs of a sixty-year-old man.

Coming down from the eaves, Lu Qingfan looked at the waiter's speechless expression and said calmly: "Take me to see the list of visitors."

Every day you have to invite people in to listen to the scriptures, and you always do some registration, right?

When the young man heard this, he looked confused and said, "This thing does exist. Please come with me, sir."

The originally aloof servant lost his master's family, and now he was like a headless fly without his backbone. Basically, he did whatever Lu Qingfan said.

He glanced at the boy with a strange expression and followed him into the warehouse.

Lu Qingfan looked at the bookcase full of rosters and finally understood the reason for the boy's strange expression: there were too many rosters.

"Find the last three months."

"Yes." The boy breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid that Lu Qingfan would want them all... There were hundreds of visitors in the past ten years, so it was impossible to sift through them!

Lu Qingfan took away the visitor list for more than three months and asked the servant to gather everyone in the temple to gather in the flower bed.

Because Yun Xi said that the person had been dead for less than half a quarter of an hour, and the wounds showed obvious signs of damage, the murderer was most likely still in Xianglong Zhai.

In the flower bed, everyone had heard the news about the sudden murder of the Kang University scholar, and everyone was talking about everything:

"It's so terrible. I heard that Academician Kang was disemboweled, as if he had been disemboweled!"

"Oh my god, I saw it with my own eyes! My intestines..."

"Damn it, who on earth did this to the highly respected Kang University scholar!"

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Some people feel regretful in their hearts, while others are filled with righteous indignation and want to catch the murderer and cut him into pieces.

Several guests who had seen the scene of today's crime became popular among everyone, and the horrific appearance of the "corpse and remains" became even more horrifying.

Lu Qingfan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the four visitors who arrived with them today and said calmly: "You can rule out suspicion and take a rest for a while."

The four groups of people who were named were still being questioned by the onlookers, but they were suddenly named by Lu Qingfan, with a bit of sarcasm on their faces.

Before leaving the scene of the crime, Lu Qingfan specifically told the remaining four guests not to talk about the matter of the Confucius University scholar, so as to preserve the last honor for the deceased.

They agreed, but just now they still said it. They were caught on the spot for breaking their promises, and they all looked a little embarrassed.

"Why do you want to screen out these people? Are we suspected?" The onlookers who had stayed in the house before said angrily: "We just slept in the house, how can we become murderers?"

Lu Qingfan asked back: "Who can prove that you were sleeping in the house?"

The man who retorted blushed, "No one."

"The scholar from the University of Kangxi died about two cups of tea ago. At that time, none of us were waiting outside the mountain gate to take the number. After taking the number plate, we have been waiting in one place to listen to the scriptures. The servant here can testify."

Lu Qingfan didn't want to be verbose, because he would ask for a confession next. If these people kept clamoring and dissatisfied, it would affect the solution of the case, so he had to explain a few more sentences.
Chapter completed!