Mingwei used mystical skills to isolate others from prying eyes, and asked: "Master Imperial Master, now that we are here, are you still unwilling to say anything?"
Xuanfei opened his eyes and looked at the four people in front of him.
He had hardly eaten all day and night. He looked a little haggard at this time, and he didn't seem to be relaxed at all.
He shook his head slowly: "Don't worry about it."
Jiang Wenfeng said: "If we don't care, you will be blamed. Not only will you fail to be a national master, but if Xuanduguan insists on severe punishment, your life may not be saved. Do you understand the consequences?"
Xuanfei kept silent.
Mingwei said: "Don't forget, our spiritual consciousness can be connected. Last night, I could sense that you were in danger, so I may not be able to find out the secret in your heart. Do you choose to let me find out, or tell it yourself?
?"
Xuanfei said, "If you can find out, why bother asking me?"
Then he became determined and stopped talking. He even closed his eyes and ignored them.
When the four of them saw that this was not going to work, they had no choice but to give up temporarily.
Jiang Wenfeng ordered the police officers to come in and look at Xuan Fei, and took them upstairs to examine Yuyang's body, and then went up to the top floor to observe the scene.
The tablet on the top floor fell over, and blood splattered around it.
Yang Shu's eyes swept over them one by one, taking everything around him into his mind.
He has an excellent memory and strong martial arts skills. Based on the blood spatter, he can quickly simulate the scene of the fight in his mind.
"Senior brother," he called, "let's practice it again."
The two junior brothers have known each other for three years, and Ning Xiu and he have developed quite a tacit understanding and immediately understood what he meant.
"Now you are Xuanfei, standing here."
Ning Xiu obeyed and stood in front of the altar table.
Yang Shu circled around and finally selected a location: "The fight should start from here."
He jumped up slightly and rushed towards Ning Xiu.
Ning Xiu responded.
Yang Shu pretended to be holding a sharp weapon and started fighting with him.
"Xuan Fei should draw his sword at this time. His weapon is a soft sword, right?"
Ning Xiu thought for a while, then tore off a piece of soft cloth from his clothes. With his inner strength, it straightened immediately.
The two continued to practice.
Yang Shu slowed down and made various moves with Ning Xiu while explaining: "At this time, Xuan Fei should be injured, and then start to fight back."
"Yuyang was no match for him and was injured several times."
After beating, he stopped.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Wenfeng was watching such a live drill for the first time, and he was looking attentively.
Yang Shu said: "It's strange. The traces are broken. It seems that they stopped temporarily."
Jiang Wenfeng thought carefully: "You said that Yuyang is not Xuanfei's opponent, so he should rely on someone to take the initiative to attack Xuanfei."
"Yeah." Yang Shu continued, "After a while, the fight started again, but this time it was Xuanfei who struck first."
"Eh." Jiang Wenfeng thought that Xuan Fei was retaliating passively, but he actually took the initiative?
The brothers continued, Ning Xiu made attacks repeatedly, while Yang Shu dodged.
"Here, here, and here, Yuyang was injured, so there were several blood stains on the ground. And here, blood even spattered on the wall."
Jiang Wenfeng became more solemn as he looked at it.
"This is the last move." Following Yang Shu's guidance, the strip of cloth in Ning Xiu's hand was straightened and stabbed out. Yang Shu leaned back slightly and stopped here.
"Master Jiang, do you see clearly?"
Jiang Wenfeng nodded.
Ning Xiu shook his hand, the cloth drooped again, and the two brothers returned to the stairs.
"There is something wrong now." Jiang Wenfeng said, "The murder weapon was not the weapon of the imperial master. The author compared his soft sword with the wound, and the width was not consistent."
Yang Shu nodded: "In other words, Xuanfei's position just now may be someone else."
"Hmm." Jiang Wenfeng glanced at Ming Wei and asked, "Miss Ming, do you have any other opinions?"
Mingwei said: "It's unlikely to be someone else. As far as I know, if you want to enter the Merit Tower, you must obtain the permission of the temple owner."
"That's what I say, but there's also the possibility of someone sneaking in."
Mingwei still shook his head: "The way Mr. Ning practiced just now, I still feel like Xuan Fei himself. But this is just intuition, there is no evidence."
Ning Xiu thought for a while and said: "It's really like Xuan Fei's approach. He used his palm talismans to deal with it at first, and then he drew his weapon later."
"But we didn't find the murder weapon at the scene."
Mingwei said: "Master Jiang, it may not be easy to escape a person from the Tower of Merit, but with Xuanshi's methods, it is not difficult to make a weapon invisible."
Ning Xiu also nodded.
However, Jiang Wenfeng still felt it was unreasonable.
He said: "If this is the case, there are two doubts. First, why did Xuanfei use other sharp weapons to commit the murder? Could it be that he had premeditated it? Second, if he could not get away with the crime, he would take the blame and get rid of the murder weapon.
If it's gone, it's of no use."
Yang Shu suddenly asked: "The murder weapon is missing, what about Yuyang's weapon?"
"Not found either."
"This is strange. Without Yuyang's weapon, it will be useless. If there is a weapon present, it can also prove that he is self-defense."
"Could it be that Xuan Fei's weapon that hurt people belonged to Yu Yang?" Ning Xiu asked, "In the second half of our drill just now, Yu Yang didn't hurt Xuan Fei at all, but Xuan Fei kept hurting people. It's possible.
Yuyang's weapon was taken away by Xuanfei, and he died under his own weapon."
This sentence reminded Jiang Wenfeng: "I will immediately ask someone to ask Yuyang's weapon style and compare the wounds."
And Mingwei said this: "Have you ever thought about another possibility? There was a third person present at the time, and after the incident, he took away the murder weapon."
"..."
Under the dim candlelight, surrounded by dark tablets, she said such a sentence, which made people's hair stand on end.
Jiang Wenfeng's hair stood up. He raised his eyes and looked around, murmuring: "Can this place hide people?"
The top floor layout can be seen at a glance, and there is no hiding place at all. Could it be that the other party is a bat?
However, Yang Shu and others immediately thought of a candidate and said in unison: "The man in Tsing Yi!"
Xuanfei was once assassinated by a man in Tsing Yi. He said that the situation at that time was that he was attacked on the top floor.
With his elusive skills, it is really possible to slip out of the Merit Tower under the nose of Elder Xuanduguan.
Now, a problem arises.
Where can they find people from Tsing Yi?
If the man in Tsing Yi cannot be found, how can Xuan Fei be cleared of his charges?
Mingwei shook his head and brought his thoughts back: "Why don't we first confirm whether the murderer is Xuan Fei?"
"How can we be sure of this?" Jiang Wenfeng asked, "We just don't have evidence..."
"I have a way." Mingwei interrupted him, "When you hurt someone, some internal energy will be left in the wound, leaving a weak breath. My spiritual creature is very sensitive to breath." (To be continued)