"Master Xia, who are they?" Nangongshan asked curiously.

"Two enemies!" Xia Yan smiled, "How long have you been following Nangong Yu?"

"I have followed the young master since I was a child. The young master treats me like his own brother." Nangongshan said with a smile.

"You must have a good relationship." Xia Yan chuckled, his mental power fluctuated slightly, and continued: "Did your young master teach you how to draw?"

"Young Master taught me, but unfortunately I was too stupid and couldn't learn it even after studying for a long time."

Nangongshan touched his head awkwardly and yawned, "But the young master and the third uncle often discuss poetry, songs, and appreciate calligraphy and painting together. They are very good friends."

"Are they together these days?" Xia Yan asked softly.

Nangong Shan looked confused and continued: "In the past two days, Mr. Murong has celebrated his birthday, and the third uncle has only been here once."

"How long have the two of them been together?" Xia Yan asked with a smile.

"They... I don't know. It was the end of the year when Third Young Master came, and then I fell asleep for no reason. When I woke up, it was already dark. The young master said it was already the beginning of the chieftain's time." Nangongshan looked dull and murmured.

said.

Murong Shan said calmly: "After my husband came back, he invited me to admire the moon and drank a few more drinks under the moon. It was no different from my normal behavior."

Xia Yan walked out of the room, jumped onto the roof, and used the Spiral Nine Shadows to rush towards the fire point.

Gradually he divided the calligraphy and painting into two parts, and said calmly: "These calligraphy and painting were done by my second brother-in-law and my husband respectively."

"Is your young master treating you badly?" Xia Yan said with a smile.

"They often study calligraphy and painting together. Once they become obsessed, they will even fall asleep."

"Since you are specialized in the art, we will naturally trust you."

Lu Xiaofeng checked from the ground. Due to the winding road, he arrived a cup of tea later than Xia Yan. "This man can hold a corpse without leaving any traces. This kind of light skill is rare in this world."

Xia Yan took out the sandalwood, put it in the sandalwood jar and lit it, but didn't feel anything unusual!

There were only three people present at that time. One person smelled the scent of sandalwood and fell asleep. One of the other two people died and the other lived!

"Where are the calligraphy and paintings you want me to identify?" Murong Shan couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw the two people leaving her alone.

But this is also human nature!

"Miss Murong Shuang, let me go to the roof to see if the murderer has left any traces."

But there must be something wrong with the sandalwood this person smells.

A look of struggle appeared on Nangongshan's face again, and he was very resistant to this question.

At this time, Nangongshan also came out with a bag of sandalwood and said with a smile: "This is all that's left of the sandalwood."

Lu Xiaofeng and Xia Yan looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the table and shook their heads at the same time.

Xia Yan showed a playful smile!

It is self-evident why Nangong Yu was so angry.

Xia Yan remained silent!

Did this woman really get involved by accident?

"We may go to Zhao Pengyu to ask some questions later, I don't know if it's convenient." Xia Yan said with a smile.

"Does Ms. Murong Shan know how long the two of them have been together?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Nangong Shan and understood that his situation just now was abnormal and was probably caused by Xia Yan.

Nangongshan showed some struggle on his face, as if he didn't want to remember it.

"Before falling asleep, I smelled the smell of sandalwood. I was so sleepy that I couldn't help but close my eyes."

As for Nangong Shan, he was just a poor doormat, but this could also be one of the motives for the murder.

"How is your martial arts?" Xia Yan asked.

This Zhao Pengyu and the suspicion are even greater!

Nangongshan slowly told what happened.

"When did the third uncle you mentioned come to see your young master?"

Xia Yan slowly withdrew his mental power and said with a smile: "This is just a reasonable investigation and has no intention of targeting him."

"I'll take it out right now." Nangong Shanzhuang hurriedly went to get the sandalwood.

After Xia Yan finished speaking, a cold voice came in, "Master Xia is suspicious of my husband!"

"How popular is she in the mansion?" Xia Yan continued to ask.

"Have you ever asked your young master what happened during this time?" Xia Yan continued to ask.

"Don't be anxious, think slowly, speak slowly." Xia Yan's mental fluctuations gradually softened,

"Miss Murongshan, after Zhao Pengyu returned to his residence, was there anything different from usual?" Xia Yan asked with a smile.

"Are those sandalwood still there?" Xia Yan asked.

Murong Shan snorted coldly, "The day before yesterday, my husband and second brother-in-law stayed from Wu Shizheng to Chief Shizheng for nearly three hours."

Every word was like the spring breeze caressing the face, making Nangongshan's expression relax.

Along the way, I looked six ways and carefully looked at the traces on the roof, but still found nothing.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Nangongshan's expression and understood that Xia Yan was probably using special methods to interrogate Nangongshan.

"Lu Xiaofeng, look at the ground to see if there are any traces."

"I'm afraid that the young master will punish me, so I don't dare to ask." Nangongshan looked scared.

Nangongshan looked angry and unhappy.

Nangongshan was stunned, not understanding why Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "The young master does burn sandalwood when painting to calm his mind."

"The young master usually takes it out on me when he is angry with the young mistress. I still have bruises on my body."

Murong Shan glanced at Xia Yan with cold eyes, turned around and walked into the room, carefully distinguishing the calligraphy and paintings on the table.

"Everyone in Murong Villa knows about this."

"What did you smell or see before you fell asleep?" Xia Yan asked calmly.

When Xia Yan wanted to increase his mental strength again, he heard the sound of footsteps, so he asked another question.

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

"Have you found out who the woman who died in the fire was?" Xia Yan asked.

"She is just an ordinary maid. She has been in the mansion for six years. I never expected that something like this would happen." Murong Shuang sighed with emotion.

"Do the two of them burn sandalwood when they paint?"

"The painting is in the room. Miss Murongshan can help me identify it." Xia Yan said with a smile.

"Hmph, you can come over at any time." Murong Shan snorted, feeling quite angry, and turned around to leave.

Nangong Shan came back from his confusion and completely forgot about Xia Yan's previous questions. Hearing Murong Shan's words, he also smiled and agreed: "It is indeed the same as what the third lady said."

"She is very diligent and has a good relationship with the servants in the mansion." Murong Shuang said with a smile.

"The young master and the third uncle often discuss things late at night, and occasionally live in the same room."

There is never a perfect crime in the world, but when a person is fully prepared and carefully prepared, it will increase the difficulty of investigating the case.

"Let's go take a look at those two corpses again! Check for any clues."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Who do you think the murderer will be?"

"Everyone is suspect except you and me!"
Chapter completed!