Knowing that the two were temporarily ally, Yingmeng adhered to everyone for me (before he had not reached the top, he could make a fortune), shamelessly circled a "small" wealth, and enjoyed a meal of top-notch foods with ten people.

The more attitude towards Yingmeng, and the more high-order plates on the table, Shengyuan found that he had fallen into the wrong position...

"Fasting is recognized as the right way during practice."

"What's the thing?! Fasting is the right way?" Yingmeng ordered a promise with confidence and defended her position without hesitation. Even if it is not suitable to turn against her, no one can question food in front of her. "What's the joke? Fasting is just one of them. The earth pill in health preservation is my way of cultivation. By supporting some medicines or diets, and by eating spiritual things in the world, we can help myself strengthen our physical fitness."

Shengyuan: "…Let's wait and see."

Yingmeng expressed fearlessness about this. He had not turned black yet, so there was nothing to be afraid of. She just had cramps in her arm muscles.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

When Yingmeng looked up and put the dining plate, she accidentally passed the white jade chess board, and her eyes suddenly stopped. The chess game looked familiar.

Before she could think about it, a strange sound interrupted her thoughts. The fishy smell of the sea breeze changed a little, and the two of them had their hands one after another. After a breath, there was no figure in the room, only the chess shaped like a chess placed on the table.

A fat uncle fell to the ground in the green tree-lined mansion garden, unconscious. A broken wine pot beside him, and the thick wine was fainted on the ground with blood.

When Yingmeng arrived at the scene, she was holding a dining plate in her hand.

She stepped forward and looked at his breath...who, dead.

As she had seen the world, she stuffed a pastry into her mouth with her hand that had just touched the corpse without any psychological burden, without paying attention to personal hygiene at all. Looking at the bloody scene, Yingmeng shook her head helplessly. Compared to the future, the corpse is much more complete. Sure enough, the perverted development of the genius training camp has a lot to do with the leadership of their crazy (Saint) son (Yuan).

Ying Meng's eyes fell on the Xianqing body holding the handle of the knife with a handkerchief next to her. The knife was stuck with blood. The shape of the blade was confirmed to be consistent with the fatal injury on the abdomen of the corpse.

"Oh, so impulsive. I'll do it so soon." Shengyuan's face was undisguised, and the naughtiness in his tone was even more obvious. His joking attitude was obvious, regardless of whether Xian Qing was doing it or not. "My mansion finally laid a boat of beautiful petal carpets, but it was destroyed."

"This eye is worthy of being by the back door. If you think it is me, you can point me." Xian Qing turned cold and threw it casually, and the knife was inserted into the same position on the abdomen of the corpse accurately. "See who will die first."

Then his eyes fell on Ying Meng, and his cold eyes narrowed slightly.

As a young lady who can understand the situation, although she doesn't understand why the smell of gunpowder is strong, Yingmeng is very sensible and holds her own dish plate firmly, and then quickly follows Xian Qing's footsteps.

The two walked side by side in the corridor, facing the pastry that Ying Meng was holding, Xian Qing took all the orders coldly and coldly.

Feeling the smell of gunpowder went down, Ying Meng held Xian Qing's hand slightly and said softly, "Who did it?"

"Don't you suspect it's me?" Xian Qing's tone was a little gloomy.

"The murderer's method of committing the crime is to stab the abdomen with one knife and scratch important organs by quickly rotating the blade. However, it will give the victim a chance to resist and realize it. There are many secret recipes that allow others to see the final scene before the deceased's death, which is undoubtedly unwise.

In addition, the blood of the deceased is still in liquid form, and there are no corpse insects on his body, which can be used to judge the death time. The blood flow and jet range can be determined to be the first crime scene, so the possibility of being specially treated is ruled out. There is no transfer or treatment, and there is too much information left behind, which shows that it is insufficient experience at first glance.

The most important thing is that you can’t have some plans before taking action? You left without even wiping the traces of the scene?! What if you look down on the IQ of other trialists?

The murderer slopped the bloody footprints around him with wine. Unfortunately, he was too hasty and was not clean. There are many talented people here who can judge the height and weight of men and women based on their footprints. It is speculated that only one of us may be killed, and the range is very small.

Not to mention that the information is enough to provide all the proof, you will be cleaner and neat if you do it." Ying Meng shrugged, complaining about the crime method, and then blew a wave of rainbow farts. "You know that this trial is not simple, and you dare to follow the rules. You are not that stupid."

Xian Qing thought about it again and said that it seemed that this was the truth. As expected, there were only one stupid person around him.

"What a pity, some people are so stupid." Xian Qing flipped over the jade ring in his hand. "I don't know how to keep my own things, and I don't know how to destroy the unnecessary things. Little guy, how did such a fool appear here?"

Yingmeng took a look, and the information on the corpse was passed through his mind, and the style of the ring was analyzed. There were not many people with rings when he came in, and only Xiang Yuyan and Qiang Sheng had the runes of Xiang family. When Yingmeng was referring to (eight) and checking (gua), she remembered it very clearly.

"Come here to deal with her after her." Ying Meng glanced at the owner of the ring.

Xian Qing nodded.

Yingmeng: "Are you so kind?"

Xian Qing looked at the ring on his hand. "Good? Haha, but the water in the wooden barrel often flows out of the shortest board."

"The key objects were left at the scene, and the corpse was handled poorly. The location of the crime was so unnatural. The flaws that could be seen by a discerning person were as obvious as the picture was spoken." A ray of doubt flashed in Yingmeng's eyes. "Why should the core character be at this level? Is there a possibility of deliberately framing the blame?"

"Unless you think it is the act of the senior management." Xian Qing casually dangled a piece of paper before Ying Meng. "However, if she knew anything that alarmed the senior management, there would be no need for me to come forward to deal with it."

Looking at the contents on the paper, Yingmeng laughed softly.

He is worthy of being one of the most powerful figures in the future. He actually arranged for people to report the changes in the ranking list in real time, and there is also a way to send this information in.

Haha, I know the murderer and the method of killing. As long as the person who is not the one who takes action, it is almost impossible to find evidence. If I just try to follow that rule, I will win completely! I don’t know how to die...

"...No wonder..." Ying Meng spoke quietly, and a strange sound came from her throat, and she was bewitched. "Having the talent to sort out the brain domain, ancient bloodline, the inheritance of civilization, and the stability beyond age... and this scheming method, but no reasonable identity... It's me... I want to kill you too..."

Xian Qing turned around suddenly, pinched Ying Meng's hand slightly, and a dark light flashed in her eyes. "Little guy, what are you talking about?"

Yingmeng blinked innocently, her big eyes were confused in her phoenix eyes

"Please pay attention to personal hygiene." Xian Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous light in her eyes. "Don't get any dirty things."

Shadow Dream:?!

"Isn't it just touching the pastry with the hand that touched the corpse?" Ying Meng made a face at Xianqing and let the back run forward. "I've cut it with the same knife!"

Xian Qing suddenly remembered the pastry that Ying Meng handed him, and her face turned a little blue.

So Yingmeng quickly tasted malicious revenge.

Yingmeng leaned against Xian Qing's arms with national treasure makeup, expressing strong dissatisfaction with someone's behavior of developing someone to warm her baby if she has low body temperature.

I think she can definitely crush magical artifacts as a tool... (She doesn't know which category to be classified as), she can kill people, cook, have the talent of conquering the world, be proficient in military strategies, be able to become capable ministers in governing the country in the hands of the monarch, be able to become a disaster in troubled times, and be able to become a hero in the hands of the heroes...

And in this guy's hands, he can only make a sleep-free furnace, which is really a waste of resources.
Chapter completed!