Gu Xun turned his head and glanced at Han Fei, then continued to pretend to look around the room.
Han Fei's analysis is correct. The footprints on the blood stains are very conspicuous, and the left and right feet are obviously different in depth. There should be no killers who are lame or injured in their legs and still go to work these days. Therefore, it should be the work of the partially disabled Li Kai.<
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Although he is disabled, his martial arts skills are not completely disabled. Killing a drunk Liu Yi should not be a problem.
The reason why Zhang Liang did not confirm the killer's guess was because of this doubt. However, Zifang has a high emotional intelligence and never tells everything, always leaving room for others to express themselves.
"The killer's strength is average."
"How did Brother Gu find out?" Han Fei asked curiously, "The murderer can avoid the patrolling guards and kill Lord Liu, a general. He shouldn't be weak, right?"
"Look at Liu Yi's belly. How much strength do you think he still has after years of eating, drinking and having fun? What's more, he was very drunk last night. How long can he sober up?"
"As for those nursing homes... just listen to them, do you really think they will be of any use?"
After refuting the second half of Han Fei's sentence, Gu Xuncai briefly explained the origin of his conclusion:
"Although Liu Yi died by sealing his throat with a sword, the blood was sprayed far away from where the body fell. There was not much blood in the wound. It was obvious that the sword was not drawn out fast enough and the wound was too big to close.
That's why the blood spurts out, and when you fall down, there will be no more blood left."
"The person who did it was obviously far inferior in strength. If it were Wei Zhuang, he could kill people without blood even with a rusty sword, and let the blood of the deceased slowly flow out from small wounds after death.
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"You're comparing it to Brother Wei Zhuang... Is the standard a little too high?" Han Fei had a complicated expression when he heard Gu Xun's analogy.
The martial arts he said are not weak are not at the same level as those of Wei Zhuang!
Gu Xun turned his back to Han Fei and shrugged, "There is no point in lowering the standards. They are all weaklings, and there is no point in comparison."
"Of course, the person who can cause such a wound must at least be someone who knows martial arts. If you are like you and don't know anything, you can only kill a chicken, open a very big wound, and fill the body with blood.
All over the body."
"Okay." Han Fei is very open about being looked down upon for his strength. Recently, Honglian has been bullying him a lot with his martial arts, and he is used to it.
"Liu Yi, what are you doing in the study with nothing to do?" Han Fei touched his chin and muttered to himself, not knowing who he was asking.
As he said that, he imitated Gu Xun's behavior and went to the other side of the bookshelf, touched it casually, and looked at it, "The bookshelf is full of dust, and the books are also dusty, and there are no traces of frequent reading, that is to say
Liu Yi actually doesn’t read these books at all.”
It's normal not to read it. Han Fei knows very well who Liu Yi is, and he's not a person who can read at all.
In other words, these things are just for show?
Zhang Liang stood beside Han Fei and also observed all this. At this time, he reminded lightly:
"Master Liu, it seems that he is not a person who can do this kind of superficial work..."
Liu Yi was born as a military general, and he had never pretended to be elegant. There was no need to build a study room to show off. Who should he receive? Ji Wuye?
Han Fei also understands this, so...there must be something wrong with this study!
When Gu Xun saw that the heat was almost over, he stopped pretending and slapped the bookshelf with his palm, spitting out the power of his palm.
Bang!
With a loud bang, the bookshelf suddenly collapsed and shattered, revealing the entrance to the secret room behind it.
"Oh!" Han Fei and Zhang Liang were frightened by Gu Xun's unexpected palm, "Brother Gu, what are you doing?"
As soon as Han Fei said this, he and Zhang Liang caught a glimpse of the looming passage behind the remains of the bookshelf.
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Secret room!"
There wasn't much surprise in the tone, it just revealed an expected meaning.
Hearing the noise, the servant from earlier came over in a hurry, "What's the matter, my lords?"
"Uh...it's nothing. I just accidentally knocked down the bookshelf. I will pay for it later." Han Fei replied with an embarrassed look.
What he was embarrassed about was not losing money, but feeling that what he said was too nonsense, but it was inconvenient to tell the truth, so he could only tell lies.
"..." The servant silently looked at the remains of the bookshelf that was broken into at least a hundred pieces at Gu Xun's feet, and did not dare to say anything or ask anything.
He has no right to talk about an old man who can be like this if he accidentally knocks him down.
"You are joking, it's just a bookshelf. There is no need to compensate. Besides, no one can accept your compensation now."
"If nothing happens, I will take my leave."
"Don't worry." Han Fei waved to the other party to stop, "I'll ask something more."
"Do you usually clean this study room?"
"No cleaning." The servant shook his head directly, "The master has specifically given instructions. No one can enter the study without his instructions."
"This morning, I called you, sir, for a long time, but I still didn't get a response. I had no choice but to come in and take a look."
"Okay, you can go down now."
Then, he and Zhang Liang walked to Gu Xun, stood side by side, and explored the secret room together:
"Brother Gu, how do you know there is a secret room here?"
"There is something wrong with the structure of the house. The space outside is larger than the inside. This area is obviously missing some space." Gu Xun gave an explanation casually.
However, this explanation is quite reliable, and both Han Fei and Zhang Liang believed it.
Han Fei slapped his forehead and said, "Indeed, I forgot about this obvious clue. Brother Gu has a keen observation ability."
"Stop talking, let's go in and take a look." Gu Xun waved his arm downwards, and the debris blocking the entrance to the secret room was blown aside by a strong wind, completely exposing the passage.
The contents of the secret room are very clear. It's just a broken box.
Han Fei walked up and fiddled with it a few times, touching a few machine buttons but failing to open the box.
Zhang Liang said from the side:
"It seems to be a secret box made of mechanism. Can Brother Han open it?"
"It can be opened..." Han Fei touched his chin and looked at the box, "I just don't know how long it will take."
Zhang Liang smiled when he heard this and said, "Then please take Brother Han back and drive slowly."
"Zifang, you've started teasing me too." Han Fei couldn't help shaking his head and scolding with a smile.
Zhang Liang still responded with a warm smile.
"Brother Gu, I wonder if you can open this kind of box?" Han Fei is so lazy, he will definitely not spend a lot of time opening a box, so he will find free labor as soon as possible.
"It can be opened, no problem, it can be opened with up to three numbers." Gu Xun nodded, not refusing at all.
"Haha!" Han Fei sneered a few times and chose to give up on his own initiative, "It's better not to bother Brother Gu anymore."
How many breaths does it take to open it?
Needless to say, it must be opened in the same way as a bookcase.
I don’t know what’s in this box yet. If it’s something important, wouldn’t it be a bad thing to slap it and scrap it?
"Brother Wei Zhuang should be very good at opening this kind of box. Let's go back and find him." When the plan failed, Han Fei immediately thought of his all-purpose tool man - Wei Zhuang.