[Where can I hide? I will not be found by the masters of the Great Wei Dynasty, or even attract all their attention?]

Li Sansi still closed his eyes. At this moment, he was no longer an assassin, but became a God's perspective.

In his thinking palace, countless rooms have long transformed into the towering imperial city we see today. The wind and cold at night, the cold moon and the light are gone, and the darkness completely enveloped the entire imperial city.

[Among the cold and strict building complex, countless powerful figures were chasing towards the night outside the imperial city. They did not say a word and sped on the path that the assassin must pass to escape, and they must arrest him.]

However, Li Sansi's gaze did not follow the top masters of the Great Wei Dynasty, but fell to a corner of the imperial city.

[There is a figure in a night clothes hiding in the shadows and gasping violently. It can be judged that she is indeed a female assassin from the ups and downs of her chest. Her abdomen has been completely cut open, and there is a shocking knife edge under the exposed white skin. The terrible knife intent tear the blooming flesh. As soon as the blood flows out, it is evaporated by the residual sword energy that has risen to death.]

[She quietly hides, hiding all her breath, and even keeps her breathing as weak as possible, so that she can ensure that she is not discovered by anyone.]

[Her eyes were staring at the darkness in front of her, and the light of sharpness and vigilance flashed in her pupils. It was not until the masters of the Great Wei Dynasty left one after another that she relaxed a little, covered her wound and walked out carefully from the corner of the shadow... But she did not leave, but walked into the depths of the imperial city.]

【!】

“The most dangerous place is often the safest place!”

Li Sansi finally opened his eyes, and the dynamic picture in the Thinking Palace was re-coded into the text on the file, "Countless masters of the Great Wei Dynasty chased each other for a night, and it was impossible to find a female assassin who was seriously injured and could not fly in the air. The only possibility is that she did not leave at all last night, but had been hiding in the imperial city!"

"Maybe before she gave up on this assassination, she lurked under the eyes of the God Emperor, waiting for the next chance to assassinate."

Su Xian showed a hint of admiration in his eyes, and he nodded with satisfaction, "Although it took a while, it was already very good to think of this."

Leng Changkong stood in his sword, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The analysis is indeed reasonable... It seems that as long as the three of us join forces, the assassin should be found soon."

"What do you have to do with you?"... Li Sansi and Su Xian both cast a puzzled look at each other.

Su Xian placed the file on the long case, and took the pen to record it while saying, "Since the assassin chose to take action at midnight and successfully killed his Majesty the Emperor's bedroom, it means that she must have made sufficient preparations for the assassin last night, so she would not be willing to fail like this... But her injury is too serious. I think she will not show up within at least three days. This is our opportunity!"

"That is, we have three days to look for the assassin!"

Leng Changkong's expression was excited and he was eager to try, "And he must be in front of the Three Laws of the Imperial City!"

The investigation was a matter between Su Xian and Li Sansi, but after finding the assassin, he needed to take action.

It's time to show your true strength!...Leng Changkong finally found a little sense of existence.

Su Xian quickly poured a basin of cold water on him, "Even if the female assassin on the peak of the seventh floor is found, can it be done by relying on you to catch her?"

Leng Changkong deserves to be a master of expression management. He is calm in the face of ruthless mockery and his face is not red. "Don't worry, I will call Boss Yang at that time. I will join forces to take down the assassin."

The boss Yang in his mouth is Yang Tiansha, the gold medal master who is responsible for his group.

He is also a super expert who climbed to the seventh floor, but he is in the martial arts system.

In the five-foot melee, Yang Jin's medal is said to be invincible on the seventh floor.

With him here, you will definitely win!

Su Xian was too lazy to pay attention to him, and his eyes fell on Li Sansi again and continued to conduct an assessment, "Where is the identity of the assassin? Do you have any flaws?"

"You're a little embarrassed, right?"

Leng Changkong glared at Su Xian, "In such a short time, Feng Qi can infer that the assassin is hiding in the imperial city. Just based on the file you wrote, you must infer who the assassin is. How can this be done?"

He looked at Li Sansi, "Feng Qi, am I right?"

“It’s not very right.”

Li Sansi laughed awkwardly, "Although it's impossible to be sure that the assassin must be the person I think, it should be the same."

There is great confidence in words.

Leng Changkong was stunned for a moment, his expression was slightly stalemate.

But he quickly returned to normal, "Very good, I deserve to be the person I value. Feng Qi, tell me quickly, who the assassin is, I'll hear if your analysis makes sense."

Su Xian rolled his eyes when his serious appearance made him roll his eyes.

I really envy your skin... Li Sansi sighed and then his expression quickly returned to seriousness.

He said: "It's actually very simple. You can roughly infer the identity of the assassin from just two clues in the file, one is a female, and the other is a peak sword cultivator on the seventh floor."

He suppressed the rhythm and glanced at Leng Changkong, ready to give him a chance to perform.

Leng Changkong was listening attentively, but when he saw Li Sansi suddenly stopped and gave him an encouraging look, he thought he wanted to interact with him, so he cooperated and said, "What can these two clues explain?"

It means that you are not very smart Yazi... Li Sansi vowed that he would never give Leng Changkong any chance to show his own trust again.

"Do you don't like to use your brain or don't have any brains at all?"

Su Xian finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke directly: "You are still in the kendo system!"

"What does this have to do with what system I go with?"

Leng Changkong's voice also became louder.

He had been suffering from Su Xian's sarcastic mockery, and his anger also came.

Especially when the other party mentioned his sword, this is his bottom line and cannot be touched easily!

"Dare you still dare to talk back?"

Su Xian cursed: "You have been practicing sword for many years. Tell me how many people in this world have climbed the seventh floor through the sword system?"

Leng Changkong felt unhappy under the pressure, thought for a while, and said, "Not many, there are only about ten people."

"Short down the scope! Which of these ten people are women?"

Seeing that Leng Changkong seemed to have signs of enlightenment, Li Sansi decided to give him another chance to prove his IQ against his conscience. He quickly took over the topic and induced him: "Attention, female!"

"I see!"

Leng Changkong finally realized it.

In this world, there are not many sword cultivators who climb to the seventh floor. Seven out of ten people are male.

In other words, the assassin last night was one of the three female sword cultivators left!

Leng Changkong thought and said loudly: "The old Taoist nun in Dahe Jianzhai, the land of Western Shu in the Great Wei Dynasty, is a seventh-floor sword cultivator! This person is quite famous in the land of Western Shu and is very respected... Could it be her the assassin?"

Su Xian snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

There was contempt between the eyebrows and eyes.

Li Sansi shook his head, "It can be judged from the voice of the female assassin described in the file that she should be very young, and she is definitely not the old Taoist nun in the Western Shu area. Moreover, Dahe Jianzhai is in a far-reaching world and has no conflicts with the court. How could he travel thousands of miles to the imperial city to assassinate the God Emperor?"

As we all know, loving someone may not require a reason, but killing someone often requires a motivation.

Of course, there are exceptions for perversion and neuropathy.

Leng Changkong was not discouraged at all and continued, "Where is the saint of Southern Jin State Ye Hanqing? It is said that she is the most talented sword cultivator in Southern Jin State. In her early twenties, she successfully climbed to the seventh floor with the help of the scholar in Southern Jin State. However, the Southern Jin and the Great Wei have been fighting for many years, and the two countries are originally enemies. Since Ye Hanqing is the saint of Southern Jin, it is reasonable to come to the Great Wei to assassinate the God Emperor?"

"It's reasonable, but it's also unreasonable."

Li Sansi said: "The saint of Southern Jin does have the motive to assassinate the God Emperor, but the question is, with her noble identity, how could the Southern Jin State feel at ease to let her come to the Great Wei alone? And it also has to do such a dangerous thing assassinate the God Emperor?"

"In addition, Ye Hanqing is no longer just a saint to the people of Southern Jin State. She has long become the belief of Southern Jin State and an indispensable spiritual force. Now the two countries are fighting fiercely. Faced with the charge of the Great Wei army god Li Mi, Ye Hanqing must stay in Southern Jin to boost morale. It is said that she is also a powerful medical officer, and under the current situation, she is even less likely to risk traveling through the battlefield to come to the Great Wei."

Although he denied Leng Changkong twice in a row, Li Sansi did not show any disappointment in his eyes, but instead seemed quite appreciative... He finally used his brains.

Leng Changkong stood on his sword and his eyes became solemn.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Isn't the old Taoist nun in Dahe Jianzhai? It's impossible for the saint of Southern Jin State. Then the only female sword cultivator who climbed the seventh floor is left!"

He raised his eyes and looked at Li Sansi and Su Xian each. The three of them were silent for a moment, and then they said the name together: "Sword Saint Successor, Luo Xiting!"

"That's right, the assassin last night should be Luoxiting!"

Li Sansi said: "The most common method of detecting cases is to eliminate all possible reasoning ideas, starting from the rationality of logic, and excluding them one by one. The last reasoning idea behind them is often the truth... Locking in assassins is this truth. We first find all candidates who meet the characteristics of assassins, and then analyze them from their identity background and motivation for committing the crime, and exclude the most unlikely candidates. Then the last one left is naturally the assassin!"

"Of course, there are still many laity masters in the world of cuddling tigers, hidden dragons, and we cannot guarantee that there are only three female sword cultivators who climbed the seventh floor in this world, so the exclusion method is only universal. For some special cases, we should consider them in multiple ways based on actual conditions."

He looked at Leng Changkong, thinking that after taking the initiative to participate in the assassin's analysis and confirmation, he would be very energetic and make a good statement.

But Leng Changkong held the sword in his arms, with a lonely expression in his expression, which made him look uninterested.

"What's wrong with Brother Leng? You're not happy to have found who the assassin is?"

Li Sansi was very puzzled.

"How can I be happy about this?"

Leng Changkong sighed: "Luoxiting, she, she is my idol!"

There was a little collapse in his tone.

Li Sansi was confused, "Brother Leng, are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Leng Changkong stroked the sword: "Luoxiting, a terrifying figure who was in his twenties who had already raised his sword to climb the seventh floor. It is said that her talent for sword cultivation is higher than that of the Sword Saint who had won the ninth floor three hundred years ago. Can such a person not worship him?"

"The Sword Saint is a myth of the sword system. He used his own strength to forcibly bring the sword into the scope of the human cultivation system and gradually became mainstream. To this day, he has long become a confrontation with the martial arts system."

"But it is precisely because the Sword Saint is too powerful that no one dares to say anything above the Sword Saint. He is like a mountain that can never be crossed, blocking the end of the sword cultivator, out of reach and difficult to climb. This made many sword cultivators at that time feel desperate, and many people even gave up the Sword Saint and chose to go to another practice system."

"It was not until the appearance of Luoxi Pavilion that people saw the possibility of surpassing the Sword Saint from her. She is not only my idol, but also the idol of all sword cultivators in the past twenty years. Unfortunately, although she is young, her seniority is too high. Otherwise, where would the title of the first person in the younger generation of the Great Wei Dynasty be the first to practice?

There is a bit of regret in the words.

But more of it is admiration and admiration for Luoxiting.
Chapter completed!