This process lasted for half an hour. After all, it happened this morning. Everyone's memory is relatively clear. Some papers have a lot of dense writing, but some only have a few lines of words.
Miao Qingcheng sat on the chair, picked up the papers on the table, and looked at them one by one by the light of the candle. Sometimes he frowned in thought, sometimes his face was cold, and sometimes he would pull out the folded paper and compare it before and after.
After an hour, I just let it all go, and my face returned to a calm state.
"Sister, did you see anything?"
Miao Chongwei, who was accompanying him, asked hurriedly, and also put down the papers he had looked through out of curiosity. They were all confessions of monks about this morning's actions, but he couldn't see anything yet.
The main reason is that I am injured and have low energy. In addition, I know that my sister has always been smart, so I am too lazy to use my brain. I just want to listen.
Miao Qingyu sat across from the round table. Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Miao Qingcheng with bright eyes.
Zhuo Mufeng was on the bed. He was pretending to be asleep at first, but then he really fell asleep. Now he woke up, but he deliberately didn't make any noise.
He also wanted to hear what his cheap adoptive mother would say, which would also help him further judge Miao Qingcheng's role in the Sanjiang Alliance.
In the silence of the room, Miao Qingcheng said to Liao Qixiong behind him: "Guard Liao, close the door. You and others will guard the surroundings. No one is allowed to come near without my order!"
Liao Qixiong was shocked, but he also knew that his wife must have a purpose in saying this. Without saying much, he immediately stepped out, closed the door, and commanded the masters of the helm to disperse the monks. At the same time, he quickly set up tight defenses around the small courtyard, three steps
Not even a fly can fly in there alone.
However, no one was allowed to approach inside or outside the room. Liao Qixiong himself stood on the roof and looked around. If he found someone sneaking around, he would show no mercy.
Miao Chongwei opened the window and looked at the movement, then closed the window, walked back to his original position, sat down, and said twice: "Sister, what on earth is so secret that it requires such a battle?"
Miao Qingcheng glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "This is about Tianzhao, is it enough?"
As soon as these words came out, the three people in the room were all shocked, and Zhuo Mufeng, who was lying on the bed, almost stopped his heartbeat.
Miao Chongwei was surprised: "What do you mean?"
Miao Qingcheng used Sound Transmission to Secret, and said to her father and younger brother at the same time: "Last time, I suspected that Mu Feng was the hidden nail Tianzhao was trying to insert into the Sanjiang Alliance. For this reason, I tried many times, but to no avail..."
Miao Chongwei looked at the person on the bed. Due to his injury, he could not use the sound transmission method. He did not dare to say anything and just shook his head.
Of course he knew why his sister wanted to use sound transmission. It was enough for both of them to know about Zhuo Mufeng's suspicion. In this case, if Zhuo Mufeng heard it, it would make people feel uncomfortable.
Miao Qingcheng glanced at him and continued to send a message to the two of them: "Actually, Mu Feng's suspicion could have been eliminated a long time ago, but the person who attacked Zhongwei that night was really strange. He couldn't find anyone else for a while. Today
I just realized that I was negligent."
Miao Qingyu was a little curious and asked: "What did you overlook?" The voice was also transmitted into the secret.
Feeling the fluctuation of internal energy in the room, Zhuo Mufeng felt anxious and itchy, eager to know what the three of them were talking about. Could it be that they deliberately used sound transmission to guard against me?
Is it possible that I almost lost my life for them, but if I still can't get them to dispel their suspicions, wouldn't this risk be in vain? Made!
Miao Qingcheng picked up six pieces of paper and clicked on them. There was no sound transmission this time: "These six people are all fire-headed monks in charge of the kitchen. Do you think there is anything wrong with the confession?"
The two took it, looked at each other, and compared it for a long time.
Miao Chongwei's brows furrowed quietly. On the surface, these six confessions seemed to be fine. Taken together, everyone's testimony was in place. Each of them could testify for each other, but he always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Miao Qingyu smiled bitterly and shook his head. He looked at it for a long time and couldn't see anything. This was not what he was good at.
After a while, Miao Chongwei said helplessly: "Sister, please stop showing off."
Miao Qingcheng took back six pieces of confession paper and pointed them out to the two of them one by one: "Look, Tongming said that after washing up, he was the first to arrive at the kitchen, then started the stove and lit the fire, and went to the latrine on the way. Tongzhi said that he was always there
Washing rice and vegetables, I never left the kitchen until I passed out..."
She repeated the confessions of the six people, which made Miao Qingyu and Miao Chongwei, who were already confused, even more confused. Zhuo Mufeng, who was still asleep, did not know what the adoptive mother meant.
"There's something wrong here!"
Miao Qingcheng's tone suddenly turned serious, and she suddenly pointed at the last piece of paper: "This Tongren said that he and Tongyi went to fetch water and returned together, and the other three were there at the time."
Miao Chongwei wondered: "Is there any problem with this? The confessions of the other four people are correct."
Miao Qingcheng shook her head with a smile, and took out a second piece of paper: "Tongzhi said that Tongren and Tongyi went out at almost the same time, and nearly half of the breakfast in the temple was done at that time."
Miao Chongwei was stunned for a while, what's the problem? Miao Qingyu, on the other hand, looked at the two pieces of paper picked up by Miao Qingcheng. After comparing them, his pupils suddenly shrank and the expression on his face changed drastically.
Miao Chongwei looked at this, then that, and stamped his feet anxiously: "Sister, you two should make it clear!"
Miao Qingcheng looked at her father with bright eyes and said in a deep voice: "I remember that breakfast at Bishan Temple is usually at the third quarter of the morning. According to Tongzhi, the time when Tongren and Tongyi left at that time must have been much earlier than the third quarter of the morning.
carve."
Pointing at a few words with her slender hand, she said slowly: "But Tongren said that when he and Tongyi returned, they happened to hear the temple bell ringing seven times, so they were deeply impressed."
Miao Chongwei was still a little confused at first, until Miao Qingcheng told him that there were strict rules for ringing the bells of Bishan Temple, which were to ring once at Chen time and then every half cup of tea.
Miao Chongwei, who was at the helm of the Yangzhou branch and was also a man of quick thinking, suddenly grasped something and stood up suddenly, his expression becoming a little ugly.
The monks get up at the end of Mao hour and start eating at three quarters of Chen hour. If the meal is more than half done, the time will be at least a quarter of Chen hour.
It can be deduced from the seven bell ringings that when Tongren and Tongyi returned, it was at least a quarter past two o'clock. The well and the kitchen were not far away. Even an ordinary person could take several round trips!
It would be strange if one person was just paying it off, but it happened to two people. But the two of them didn't say anything unexpected happened in the middle.
At first glance, the testimony of the two men seems to have no flaws. Only those who are attentive and familiar with Bishan Temple's routine can find the flaws.
Miao Chongwei had to admire his sister's insight, but at the same time he was extremely angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sister, do you suspect there is something wrong with these two people?"
Miao Qingcheng glanced at her father: "Maybe, maybe not. Find someone to sneak attack them and pretend to take their lives. In a critical moment, you will know if you are hiding something."
Miao Chongwei hurriedly went out to give instructions, while Miao Qingyu kept reciting Amitabha, obviously not intending to interfere.
After a while, Miao Zhong came back with great vigor, looked at Miao Qingcheng, and said solemnly: "I tried it, the five guys should have no martial arts, and I also checked their Dantian, and they have no internal strength.
I also asked them about what happened in the morning, but according to my observation, they didn't seem to be lying. But there was one thing, when I asked them why they were gone for so long, they looked confused, as if the question I asked was very strange."
A cold light flashed across Miao Qingcheng's eyes, and she looked at Miao Qingyu opposite: "Dad, I heard you say that Shaoping has the qualifications to practice illusion."
As soon as this sentence came out, Miao Zhongweiruo didn't know what it meant, so he looked at his father in disbelief.
Miao Qingyu sighed and shook his head: "This poor monk told you, it is indeed true, but, but..."
Miao Qingcheng pressed forward step by step: "Dad, do you know Fang Shaoping's current strength?"
Miao Qingyu said bitterly: "He is very talented. When the poor monk came down the mountain to wander around and took him as his disciple three years ago, he only had the sixth level of True Qi. Just half a month ago, he broke through to the peak of True Qi.
I don’t know the specific strength, but thinking about it, even if it’s not at the level of the hero list, it’s not far behind.”
Miao Chongwei suddenly looked at his sister and his breathing became rapid.
Miao Qingcheng: "In the past few years, my brother and I have come to see you, and Fang Shaoping has always been by your side. He is very popular with you. I am afraid he knows about my relationship with you."
Miao Qingyu felt a little embarrassed and blamed himself, so he didn't answer, but the lack of an answer was an answer in itself.
Miao Chongwei sneered: "The peak cultivation level of Zhen Qi is not as strong as the Human Hero List. I remember that he is also a swordsman, and he is no more than twenty years old.
Knowing my father’s identity, once he makes a recommendation, my sister will definitely be interested in him. And with Fang Shaoping’s own qualifications, he will surely rise to great heights in the Sanjiang League, and it is not impossible to become my brother-in-law’s confidant in the future!”
The candlelight in the room kept swaying, just like the three people's hearts at this moment.
Miao Qingcheng and Miao Chongwei had previously suspected that the person who acted outside the city that night was Zhuo Mufeng. There were really very few people who met the requirements. But now they realized that there was also Fang Shaoping, and compared to the former, he was clearly
The more qualified it is, the greater the suspicion!
Just imagine, if the other party is from Tianzhao and uses Miao Qingcheng's father to break into the Sanjiang League, who would doubt it?
Miao Qingcheng suddenly asked: "Zhongwei, the assassin didn't use illusions on you that night?"
Miao Chongwei chuckled: "Sister, many people in the world know that I am extremely resistant to illusions. To avoid being exposed, of course he dare not use it indiscriminately."
Miao Qingcheng thought for a moment, nodded, and suddenly looked at Miao Qingyu: "Dad, you once told me that three years ago, you happened to pass by a mountain and saw Fang Shaoping being chased by bandits, so you helped him.
Seeing that he was lonely and smart, he brought him back."
Miao Qingyu said nothing, and Miao Chongwei sneered: "What a coincidence! At that time, I sent a master of the branch to secretly investigate Fang Shaoping's background, but I stopped before I could find out. Now that I think about it, if someone really sent him, what would happen if someone really sent him?
How can there be any flaws, hehehe..."
Many things are nothing at first. Once you have doubts and preconceptions, you can think black and white. What's more, at this moment, Fang Shaoping is like a sieve, full of loopholes and flaws. It is difficult not to make people suspicious.
Tongren and Tongyi were suspected of being under the spell of illusion, but Fang Shaoping was proficient in illusion. There were very few people who met the requirements for the assassination of Miao Chongwei outside the city, and Fang Shaoping was among them, and at this time he mysteriously disappeared...
Zhuo Mufeng, who was lying on the bed, was dumbfounded. What does it mean to smash a pie in the sky? This is because he was worried about how to pass the blame, and someone immediately took the initiative to take the blame. He really wanted to bow and thank Fang Shaoping, who he had never met before, in person.