Sima Mansion Hall.
Zhou Hao and Su Wuming are playing chess.
Zhou Hao's chess skills are not a master, but he is also a master.
So Su Wuming lost six sons in half an hour.
"Okay, I lost again." Su Wuming threw the white boy in his hand into the jar helplessly.
Zhou Hao picked up the tea and took a sip and said, "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Brother Su won too much other things and didn't know how to respect you. What can punish you in this world is not necessarily the imperial power."
This guy was so scared that he was sweating profusely in front of the princess, but he didn't care about smashing the mountain temple.
So he is not brave, but he doesn't believe it.
There might be nothing wrong in the past world, but in this world, he is going to be in trouble.
Su Wuming said helplessly: "Okay, I really don't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods, so I lack awe. If they really exist, why would they allow evil people to harm people under their noses?"
Zhou Hao: "The power of the divine is limited. Apart from their own divine power, they can only punish those who are disrespectful to them. As for those who violate the law and commit crimes, they rely on the human court or the underworld to punish them."
Su Wuming said speechlessly: "Are the god a little stingy? If you are disrespectful, you will be punished?"
Zhou Hao laughed and said, "This kind of land god needs incense, so they cherish the temple. If everyone does not respect it, they will have no need to exist, so punishment is necessary."
Su Wuming still didn't believe it very much, but the disaster cloud on his head had not disappeared yet, and the luck was still behind him.
Lu Lingfeng walked in with great strides, and felt like a gust of wind when walking.
"Su Wuming, you didn't say a word when you came back from the Tudi Temple's autopsy. Why, I offended you, Qingxu, did he tell you bad things?"
Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "No, he didn't mention the autopsy to me. We are talking about the fear of the gods."
Lu Lingfeng said in surprise: "What's there to talk about? I don't believe in the existence of gods, I only believe in the gun in my hand!"
Zhou Hao: "Do you believe there is a spell?"
Lu Lingfeng: "I didn't believe it when I met you. Those illusions are powerless. They are all tricks to scare people."
Zhou Hao smiled and said, "I hope you will continue to maintain your innocence and clarity."
Lu Lingfeng looked at Zhou Hao's expression and did not seem to be a good thing, but the literal meanings were all positive.
He gave Zhou Hao a blank look and looked at Su Wuming again and said, "Su Wuming, you have not answered my question yet. If you have any opinions about me, you can express it."
Su Wuming said in a narration: "I dare not!"
Lu Lingfeng said angrily: "Su Wuming, I just pointed out that Uncle Dugu Xia is the murderer. You don't have to be so sarcastic, right?"
Su Wuming took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Who said the murderer was Dugu?"
Lu Lingfeng: "He has confessed himself, and we have not been punished, and we are invincible. Although there are still some suspicions, the confession of the murderer himself will not be completely fake, right?"
Speaking of this, he looked at Zhou Hao with a smile: "Qingxu, your intuition this time is wrong. Uncle Dugu Xia is the murderer."
Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "His confession is chaotic and unconscious. Lu Lingfeng, if you determine that he is the murderer, then you are no different from those wine bags."
Lu Lingfeng glared: "You..."
Zhou Hao raised his finger: "First, the person who can hurt you has a very high martial arts skills. He knows the location of the silver ingot, but Uncle Dugu Xia doesn't know, so they are probably not from the same group, which means that this person knows Qinghong. Second, Uncle Dugu Xia, who has no accomplices, is hard to move a few dozen kilograms of rice jars. What do you think will happen if he moves a hundred kilograms of people?"
Speaking of this, he smiled and said, "Third, my intuition has not been missed yet."
Su Wuming smiled and said, "I agree with what Brother Qingxu said. Let me add that all the murderers have a sense of hostility, but Dugu doesn't."
In fact, the killers all have anger, and Su Wuming seems to be able to feel these anger.
Jixiang also has anger, but he usually hunts and disguises him well. Su Wuming didn't see it at first.
Lu Lingfeng sat down, poured himself a bowl of tea and took a sip, frowned and said, "Don't you think that man in black is an accomplice?"
Zhou Hao: "If the man in black is an accomplice, then Dugu Xia played it too much. He was surprised when he saw Yinding today and did not find any other Yinding panic. I didn't see any flaws. By the way, Brother Su's autopsy results were found? How did Qinghong die?"
Su Wuming smiled and said, "There is a result. Qinghong did not die from a kitchen knife. The wound on her neck was caused by death. Moreover, an imperceptible pinhole was found on Qinghong's back neck. The surroundings were black and purple, which was poisoned. If it was not as expected, that was the reason for her death."
Lu Lingfeng subconsciously touched the injured position of his neck, and the murderer was self-evident.
He said a little dissatisfied: "Why don't you say it when the autopsy is performed? This person who killed Qinghong is probably the man in black that night."
Su Wuming said helplessly: "When you grabbed Uncle Dugu Xia and determined that he was the murderer, I just started the autopsy, and I don't know either! Of course, these cannot completely rule out the suspicion of Uncle Dugu Xia, and it can only mean that he did not kill Qinghong, and it is still unknown whether Liu Youqiu killed him."
He was too impulsive and blamed Su Wuming for not saying it. And if Zhou Hao hadn't asked, he wouldn't have thought of the autopsy.
Zhou Hao: "I'll give you a suggestion to check Qinghong's interpersonal relationships. If the man in black knew Qinghong, it would be impossible for no one to see him when they met him."
As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall.
When I was a mistress, I thought everyone didn’t know it, but in fact it might just be that the victim didn’t know it for the time being.
Everyone else can see clearly.
Among modern investigation techniques, investigating the interpersonal relationships of the deceased is the most basic, but Su Wuming and Lu Lingfeng rarely arrange people to do it.
The relationship between the two genders in the Tang Dynasty was open, and a married woman could not come into contact with too many men. Interpersonal relationships should be investigated easily.
Su Wuming nodded and said, "You are right. The man in black must be in the man that Qinghong can touch."
Lu Lingfeng: "I'll go and ask Xie Banto to investigate."
He was decisive in his work, and after he finished speaking, he went out to make arrangements, and came back in a moment.
"I've sent someone out, and there should be news soon."
Lu Lingfeng: "You two, what else can you find? Don't hide it."
Su Wuming: "So the man in black who hurts you is the key. He cannot come out of thin air. I have checked the files in Nanzhou and never had such a case. So I have informed the neighboring states to conduct investigations and there should be results soon."
Lu Lingfeng clasped his fists and bowed to Zhou Hao and Su Wuming, "Lu Lingfeng has been taught."
Although he is a stubborn person, he knows that he will admit his mistake and continue to be stubborn next time.
Su Wuming smiled and said, "You have finished reading the books I lent to Brother Qingxu."
Lu Lingfeng was no longer embarrassed, and the book was always there.
Chapter completed!