In less than half an hour, Zhuang Xingzhi, who had a murderous look on his face, was invited to the main control room. [ ]
Meng Mochen asked her: "Elder Zhuang, you were the first to arrive at the scene of the murder. You once said that Xiaozi pointed out the direction in which the murderer fled. Is there any misunderstanding about this?"
Zhuang Xingzhi stared at him with a cold face and asked, "What misunderstanding?"
Meng Mochen said: "After the murder, the Sentinel's Eye monitored some situations, which are somewhat inconsistent with your statement."
"In and out? Meng, what the hell do you mean?" Zhuang Xingzhi scolded Meng Mochen directly. In the headless pursuit, her anger was already full, and at this moment she burst out: "You are
Are you saying that I'm lying to you? My niece is dead, and you fucking say that I'm lying to you?"
Meng Mochen's face was ugly. In order to take care of Zhuang Xingzhi's bad temper, he had tried his best to speak tactfully, but he was still pushed back so harshly, which was really frustrating. He said patiently: "Elder Zhuang, please don't get angry.
I just want to confirm the details of the incident. Because according to the surveillance of the Sentinel Eye, a suspicious man was found in the opposite direction..."
"Huh, suspicious man, don't you think you are suspicious?" Zhuang Xingzhi interrupted Meng Mochen, "Xiao Zi is also your niece. You don't go to help her get revenge, but you play political games here, don't you think?
Are you dirty?"
Meng Mochen snorted coldly and stopped talking.
It's almost impossible to communicate with this kind of spinster.
Everyone present, Luo Badu and Hang Jiuzou were happy to watch the fun. Ma Dongmiao, whose status was slightly lower, refused to intervene in the dispute at will. Gu Mandong said: "Elder Zhuang, please don't worry, Meng Yingzi is a disciple of Daxing Hall.
, and he was killed inside the Daxing Hall. This revenge is the hatred of the entire Daxing Hall. It must be avenged no matter what, and there will be no political exchange. [New]"
"That's nice to say." Zhuang Xingzhi snorted at Gu Xiaotong's words, "A group of politicians, do your words have credibility?"
Gu Xiaotong's face was ashen, and he immediately kicked out the guest and said: "Elder Zhuang, you continue to chase the murderer, we still have a meeting to hold."
Zhuang Xingzhi rolled up his sleeves and left, leaving a threat before going out: "I know there is something fishy about you, but there are scandals ahead. If any of you are found to be involved in this matter, I will fight him to the death!"
Watching Zhuang Xingzhi go out, Gu Xiaotong and Meng Mochen both looked unhappy.
The purpose of calling Zhuang Xingzhi was to find out some details, but in the end, nothing came out except to add to the confusion. However, from Zhuang Xingzhi’s attitude, it can be basically confirmed that Meng Yingzi must have identified the direction of the murderer’s escape before he died. However,
Why there is such a big deviation in this direction is a bit puzzling.
After repeated discussions, everyone felt that there were several possibilities. First, there were two murderers, and they fled in different directions; second, Meng Yingzi had hallucinations before she died; third, Zhuang Xingzhi lied; fourth, the sentinel's eye monitored the disciples.
Lying; fifth, the person monitored by the sentry was not the murderer; sixth,...
Everyone's words to each other quickly gave rise to countless possibilities.
However, no matter what the possibility is, it is an indisputable fact that the murderer escaped from surveillance.
But there is also good news. Based on the fact that the sky has not been breached, it can be inferred that the murderer is still within the scope of the Daxing Hall.[ ]
The suspicious man monitored by the sentry has not appeared in the eyes of the sentry for several hours. There are only two possibilities. First, he has been hiding in a secret place and has not moved in the past few hours; second, he has discovered the sentry.
The Eye of Sentinel deliberately avoided the monitoring area of the Eye of Sentinel when moving.
The first retreat seems safe, but in fact it is a dead end. The opponent dares to go inside the Daxing Hall to commit murder, and can still succeed. He is obviously a bold and careful person, and he should not be so short-sighted.
Gu Xiaotong believed that this person must be moving.
So, where will he move next?
Gu Yantong's eyes roamed around the map, and finally landed in the direction of the Guest House.
Due to the Goulian Conference, there are seven to eight hundred outsiders living in the Yingbin Hotel tonight, a mixed crowd. If the murderer is allowed to mix in, the search will be extremely difficult. If the murderer is still living in the Yingbin Hotel with his accomplices, this kind of difficulty will
will be doubled.
Gu Yantong looked at the map and said slowly: "Strengthen the defense of the guest house, don't let the murderer disturb our distinguished guests."
…
Hundreds of lighting baskets hung in the air, illuminating the guesthouse palely, as if stained with a layer of frost.
A white figure floated in the frost, like a wisp of light smoke, drifting lightly across the corridor and got into a window. Then he gently lowered the window, turned his head, and wiped the light smile on his face.
The gauze was taken off, and a face that brought disaster to the country and the people suddenly appeared behind the gauze. It was Shi Muting, the master of Yehu Zhai.
Jian You, who was waiting anxiously, had already come up to her and asked, "Auntie, have you heard about it?"
Shi Muting nodded and said: "The disciple who died was called Meng Yingzi, a second-level master, and a genius disciple of the Daxing Hall. Traces of a formation were found at the murder scene, and it was identified as Zi Ji's trapped beast.
fight."
When Jian You heard the word "Zi Ji", her heart skipped a beat and she said, "Is it really him? How is he?"
"We haven't caught him yet." Shi Muting looked at Jian You solemnly, "We are in danger now. You have been living with him for such a long time. As long as Daxing Palace finds out about him, it will definitely implicate you. Tomorrow
We must find an excuse to leave Daxing Hall early in the morning. If we wait until his identity is exposed, it will be difficult for us to escape."
"Then what should he do?" Jian You stared into Shi Muting's eyes.
"Don't worry about him. Zi Ji is naturally good at hiding, so he won't be caught so easily."
Jian You lowered her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, quickly walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the stacks of pavilions not far away. When she projected an artistic conception, she saw a purple fire burst out of a pavilion.
The fire quickly began to spread and engulfed other parts of the pavilion. Jian You quickly looked for other targets to fire, and within a short time, dozens of houses were on fire.
Shi Muting looked at her busy back and shook his head helplessly.
Once the fire burns out, Zi Ji's chances of escaping will definitely be much greater under the chaos. However, if the guest house is hit by a fire, even if Jian You can't be found responsible, it will be unrealistic to find a reason to leave tomorrow.
All the residents in the hotel are suspected, and Daxing Palace will definitely not let them go. As time goes on, once the identity of the kid is exposed, it will be even harder for Jian You and Shi Muting to escape.
The relationship between the two is still very fragile. Jian You is determined to save her lover. If she is not allowed to set the fire, this fragile relationship may collapse again. Shi Muting rolled his eyes helplessly, folded his arms and said leisurely:
"The master of Youlin Palace sacrificed his life to save his lover, and the large-shaped treasure palace was mysteriously destroyed by fire. This storybook is almost as good as "The Wind"."
Jian You ignored her teasing and was still busy looking for opportunities to expand her victory.
The fire in the entire guest house has already burned to a certain scale. Although the fire has not reached its peak, it is starting to burn everywhere, and the trend is already very impressive.
When encountering natural disasters, the tradition of realm cultivation has always been to take pleasure in others' misfortune.
Such a magnificent fire, and it burned the property of Daxing Hall, is the best embellishment of the Goulian Conference. Well done!
It was already close to three o'clock in the morning. The cultivators who had been struggling all day woke up because of the fire. They looked around the fire, whining and screaming, giving comments, chanting poems and singing. No one was panicked, and no one was scared.
People were crying, with excitement in their voices. Some even added fuel to the fire and secretly threw two fireballs to relieve the frustration of the Goulian Conference during the day. Several Daxiangdian cultivators were weaving water-type artistic conceptions to put out the fire.
He looked very helpless when he was alone.
This excitement quickly infected Shi Muting, and the witch's eyes shone with the light of the fire. Under the flying branches of her mind, the fire element's artistic conception flew everywhere, making the scale and speed of setting fires more and more crazy.
The fire was blazing, illuminating half of the sky, making the lighting fixtures in the sky somewhat eclipsed.
The whole guest house was on fire, most of it was caused by Shi Jian and the two of them, and a small part of it was caused by cultivators from other realms who took the opportunity to vent their anger. As long as no one interferes with it, the fire can almost achieve its intended purpose.
Shi Muting suddenly stopped, listened intently for a moment, and whispered: "Someone is coming." After saying that, he pulled Jian You and left quickly from the window. At the same time, he left a cloud of purple fire on the window, and the purple fire suddenly exploded.
It opened up and quickly swallowed up the entire room.