Chapter two hundred and thirty-five, where are you tonight?
After Bai Bing left, Lu Feng was about to clean up. Just as he picked up the broken bed curtain on the ground, there was suddenly a ringing sound outside.
"The bell of the Master Palace?" Lu Feng heard the direction from which the bell came.
Generally, only when major events occur will the bells of the master palace be alerted, such as mass poisoning of prisoners, the spread of vicious and vicious cultivation techniques, etc.
Lu Feng looked at the time. It was already more than half past midnight and the ugly time had not yet arrived. It was a good time to fall asleep. However, as a member of the group of spiritual prison instructors, he had the obligation and responsibility to rush there.
There were tens of thousands of prisoners in the Dongyuan Spiritual Prison, and there were thousands of instructors. When Lu Feng rushed to the master's palace, the place was already completely surrounded.
Lu Feng waited in the crowd for half an hour. An Xianglian, the person in charge of the master's hall, came out, stood at the main entrance of the master's hall and shouted to the many instructors: "The master's hall was stolen tonight, and we have found clues about the thief.
The instructor of the self-organized group will stay and cooperate, and the other instructors will be disbanded."
Many regular regiment instructors dispersed with discussion, and they were all surprised. There were countless formations in the master hall, but there were actually thieves breaking in?
The instructors of the regular groups in Dongyuanling Prison account for the vast majority, and the self-organized groups are a minority after all. There are only more than thirty in total. To be precise, including the newly established ones, there are only thirty-six self-organized groups in total.
Each self-organized group can have as few as one, two, or as many as three or four instructors. There are a total of one hundred and two self-organized instructors gathered in the master hall at this moment. Except for Lu Feng, their strength is above the Five Elements Realm.
Lu Feng looked around and did not find Ye Fan, but he found Bai Bing, whom he had just met not long ago.
What surprised Lu Feng was that An Xianglian's eyes seemed to be locked on Bai Bing intentionally or unintentionally.
"Could the theft tonight have something to do with Bai Bing?" A thought popped up in Lu Feng's mind, but it was overturned immediately. Bai Bing had been in his room all the time. Unless he knew the art of clones, it would be impossible to commit the theft.
"I wonder what is missing from the master hall?" an old instructor asked.
Everyone knew that An Xianglian's temperament would never ring the bell unless something valuable was lost.
"The Yunpa cloth fan...was stolen." An Xianglian said with a trace of sadness on her face.
"Yunpa cloth fan? What is this?" Some young new instructors asked each other in confusion.
An assistant teacher next to An Xianglian explained: "The Yunpa cloth fan itself is not a rare treasure, but it is rumored that it records the whereabouts of Kuang Kuang Tomb."
An Xianglian added: "I hope this thief did not come to the tomb of a thief, otherwise there will be another bloody storm in the mainland."
Several young instructors were a little unimpressed when they heard this, "It's just a fan, is it that serious?"
The older mentor on one side explained seriously: "Do you know who the thieves are?"
The young instructor shook his head.
"Go back and get to know Kuang Kuang better, and you will understand how involved this fan is." After finishing speaking, the elder mentor walked towards An Xianglian and asked, "In addition to the Yunpa cloth fan, there are other things missing tonight.
?"
The assistant teacher next to An Xianglian said: "There are some other small items that I don't want to do, but they are not worth mentioning in front of the Yunpa cloth fan."
Lu Feng didn't know much about "Crazy Thief". He only remembered that he seemed to be a figure from the Four Tribulations Period of the Tianxuan Li. He was the best in the world in his light-weight kung fu. He specialized in stealing people's sect's treasure pavilions. The total amount of things he stole was better than today's top-notch ones.
The sect has even more foundation.
And this Yunpa Cloth Fan is related to the whereabouts of Kuang Kuang Tomb, which means that obtaining it is equivalent to possessing the foundation of a first-class sect.
The implications are huge, no wonder the Master Palace attaches so much importance to it.
A figure stepped forward from the crowd. Upon seeing this, many instructors gave way to a passage. The figure came to An Xianglian and said: "Dianzhu An dismissed the regular group instructors and left our self-organized group instructors alone. Could it be that
Does this theft have anything to do with us?"
Lu Feng recognized the figure who was speaking and was a little unhappy. That person was Mu Hongfei, the mentor of Xiang Tianming and others.
Judging from the buzz around him, Mu Hongfei actually had a lot of prestige. Lu Feng vaguely heard something about the fifth self-organized group ranking, and he couldn't help but wonder, could self-organized groups also have rankings?
"What the pastor said is true," An Xianglian nodded to Mu Hongfei and said, "Although the murderer of the master's palace theft was not caught tonight, this was discovered at the scene."
An Xianglian held a snowflake-shaped dart in her hand and showed it to many instructors, looking at Bai Bing in the distance who looked shocked.
"This seems to be the snow dart used by the two mentors Bai Bing and Bai Xue?" someone in the crowd asked.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Bai Bing.
Bai Bing frowned and said coldly to An Xianglian: "Dianzhu An, you want to convict me with just a flying snow dart?"
An Xianglian laughed and said kindly: "Teacher Bai, don't be angry. We naturally trust Teacher Bai's character. I just want to ask, have you lost any snow darts recently?"
Bai Bing thought for a moment and explained: "Although I have not lost the snow dart, Xue'er came back from the mountains seriously injured and must have experienced fierce fighting. This snow dart must have been used a lot, and it may be used by someone with intentions.
People pick it up."
"Yes, I believe that instructor Bai Bing would not do such a thing."
"This must be framed by someone."
After listening to Bai Bing's explanation, many instructors stood on her side and stood up for her injustice.
"I was in the mountains and saw Instructor Xu Ye picking up the Snow Dart." Jinxuan, as a member of the self-organized instructors, made the biggest noise for Bai Bing. His words successfully diverted everyone's attention to Xu Ye.
Although Xu Ye is only in his early forties, he has taught for three terms and taught students for more than twenty years. When he was first admitted as an instructor more than twenty years ago, he caused quite a stir.
Standing among the crowd, Xu Ye looked very low-key, but the aura he exuded inadvertently was like a hidden sharp sword, making people avoid him and dare not provoke him.
Seeing that everyone was turning the blame on him, Xu Ye had no choice but to stand up and explain: "When I was communicating with the team led by Instructor Bai Bing earlier, I heard Instructor Bai Xue talking about the Snow Dart and knew that it was more complicated to build, so I
I picked them up when I saw them in the mountains, and returned them all to Master Bai Bing yesterday, and she can testify to this."
Bai Bing nodded and said: "Instructor Xu Ye did return eight flying snow darts, but the exact number of snow darts Xueer used is still uncertain."
Xu Ye was relatively familiar with Bai Xue and had a similar friendship with Bai Bing. Therefore, Bai Bing did not know much about him and was not sure whether the theft was related to him, so he did not remove the suspicion for him immediately.
"That being the case, I wonder where Master Xu Ye is at midnight tonight? Is there anyone who can confirm it?" An Xianglian asked aloud.
Xu Ye snorted coldly: "Everyone knows that my Kung Fu practice cannot be separated from night cultivation. I need to use the Xieyue Formation in the courtyard to regulate it, so I am there every night."
"Is there any witness?" the assistant teacher next to An Xianglian asked.
Xu Ye said: "I am used to meditating quietly without being disturbed. Normally no one would testify, but today my useless student Cao Min got distracted while practicing boxing and was almost seriously injured. I groomed and healed his injuries in the courtyard until the bell rang in the master hall.
It just stopped when it came."
An Xianglian said: "I will verify with Cao Min tomorrow. If what I said is true, then the suspicion of instructor Xu Ye can basically be eliminated."
After listening to Xu Ye's words, Jinxuan's face flashed with surprise, and he interrupted and reminded: "Dianzhu An, it is very likely that someone is stirring up discord in the dark, trying to cause trouble between Xu Ye and Bai Bing's tutor group.
Group disputes and conflicts.”
An Xianglian thought for a while, and secretly realized that it made sense. She looked at Bai Bing and asked, "I wonder where Master Bai Bing is tonight? Is there anyone who can confirm it?"
Without waiting for Bai Bing's response, Jin Xuan spoke out again: "Teacher Bai Xue is seriously injured and needs care. Teacher Bai Bing should be taken care of in the hospital tonight."
An Xianglian nodded in agreement, and suddenly a voice came out.
"When it was more than half time, I saw Master Bai Bing rushing back from the outside world. He was not always in the courtyard."
The speaker was Kuang Liang, the mentor who was in charge of security patrols in the eastern part of the prison tonight.
Hearing this, An Xianglian said, "Instructor Bai Bing, is what Instructor Kuang Liang said true? Where are you at midnight tonight?"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Bai Bing's face, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment. If she bluntly said that she was in Lu Feng's courtyard late at night, her reputation would be damaged. However, she could not find a better reason or excuse to explain.
Subconsciously he glanced at Lu Feng, who was standing casually in the distance.
Bai Bing's behavior attracted the attention of some instructors, and his shy appearance of a little woman made everyone think wildly.
"That's all, compared to being innocent, being suspected of stealing things from the master's palace is nothing. The worst is to be punished," Bai Bing turned around stubbornly and responded: "Tonight I happened to be upset and went out to relax."
"Is there any witness?" An Xianglian asked.
Bai Bing shook his head: "I have no acquaintances in this prison, so I naturally relax alone so late at night."
"If that's the case, then there is no witness, which cannot clear your suspicion. According to prison regulations, you must be imprisoned pending trial. Do you have anything to say?" An Xianglian said seriously.
Bai Bing was silent.
Lu Feng frowned. Among all the people present, he was the only one who knew most clearly that there was no way Bai Bing would appear in the master hall when he was young.
Seeing that An Xianglian was about to be detained, Lu Feng said, "Wait a minute~"
Seeing Lu Feng's standing, Bai Bing's face flashed with anger, and he glared at Lu Feng, his eyes full of warning.
An Xianglian looked at Lu Feng and said, "Teacher, what do you have to say?"
"I..." Just as Lu Feng opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Bai Bing.
"Shut up!" Bai Bing pointed at Lu Feng and said to An Xianglian: "He and I have never met each other before. Whether he wants to accuse me of being a thief, help me prove that I am having fun, or something else,
These are all his one-sided words and cannot be counted."
After listening to Bai Bing's words, An Xianglian secretly felt that it was reasonable and ignored Lu Feng.
At this time, Kuang Liang, who had previously testified that Bai Bing was not in the courtyard, spoke up again: "Dianzhu An, I have a plan, but I can find out on the spot whether Master Bai Bing is really relaxing, or whether he is using it to steal."