Is the eleven disappearing green ghosts related to Bai Mingcheng's death?

"What do you think will be related?" Feng Xingbo asked coldly.

That subordinate was speechless for a moment. How did he know this?

"Clipart!" Feng Xingbo said angrily: "You don't know how many times you have said this, but if you ask what's the matter, you don't dare to say one of them!"

"It's all a bunch of waste. Get out, get out and keep an eye on Zhou Fan. If my major event is delayed, you will all leave the Feng family!"

The subordinates all stayed away from the hall with bitter faces.

After all the subordinates left, all the anger on Feng Xingbo's face dissipated. He murmured to himself with confusion: "What do you want to do? What do you know?"

"Or you were deliberately staying in Qingmei Town and did nothing, just to hold us three?"

...

Not only Feng Xingbo, but Ku Rong and Jiang Yu were also puzzled by Zhou Fan's behavior. Ten days have passed in a month, and there is not much time left. If we continue to drag it here, would it be really appropriate?

But the three of them refused to give up. They had tried various methods for the case before, but they could not find useful clues.

At least when Zhou Fan came to Qingmei Town, he found the Qing Ghost Picture that no one found, which shows that Zhou Fan still has some skills this time.

They could not find the real murderer, and they could only put their hope on Zhou Fan.

They believed that Zhou Fan must have seen something, and all they needed was patience.

Just a moment later, ten days passed. Zhou Fan's actions were very regular in these ten days. In the morning, he would take his little native dog to walk in the town. After taking a walk, he kept his door closed when he returned to the inn.

Until the next day, I continued to cycle on such a regular life.

Feng Xingbo, Ku Rong and Jiang Yu were all a little confused. Now there are only ten days left. If these ten days are over and the real murderer cannot be found, they will be eliminated.

Moreover, so many days have passed, even if the real murderer stayed in Xiaoleizhou Prefecture before, he now doesn’t know which corner he has gone to. Can he still catch the person in the remaining ten days?

Jiang Yu, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, frowned, looked up at the sky and murmured: "Did I see fate wrong? It's just that fate never deceives me... it's just why it hasn't appeared yet."

Feng Xingbo was unshaven in another place. The past ten days were even more painful for him. He used to be covered in dust and his eyes were bright, but now his eyes seemed a little dull. He asked to himself: "What is the person named Zhou doing?"

No one of the subordinates outside the hall dared to come in, for fear of angering Feng Xingwang. Yesterday, one of them was slapped away by Feng Xingwang's palm, and now he is still lying on the bed. The second master of their family seemed a little crazy.

In the dark room in the house, Ku Rong was chanting the scriptures. He was chanting the meditation sutra. He calmed himself down and had to have concentration. Zhou Fan must have deliberately delayed the time. Zhou Fan must have had enough clues. Maybe the murderer was actually in Qingmei Town...

But what if it is not here, what if Zhou Fan is not so powerful in investigating the case as he imagined, it is just an exaggeration... Kurong thought of this and his face shook.

His heart was in chaos again.

But soon he breathed a sigh of relief. This was indeed the worst result, but there was no way for him or the evil side for so many days. What else could he do except guard Zhou Fan?

You must not be confused, you must be patient... You must be prosperous and stable, and continue to recite the Heart Sutra.

But waiting is the most painful.

Another new day is coming.

But early this morning, the three contestants did not see Zhou Fan walking out of the inn for a walk as usual.

Their people told them immediately.

"You said he didn't take a walk again today?" Feng Xingbo, who was unshaven, jumped up, and his eyes became sharp and stared at his subordinates.

"Yes." The subordinate replied.

"Okay, okay, okay." Feng Xingbo was a little excited. He almost couldn't stand it anymore. Now he found that Zhou Fan was finally no longer walking the dog like before. Even though he didn't know what Zhou Fan was doing, he still seemed very excited.

"Sir, what should we do now?" The subordinate was eager to try.

Feng Xingbo walked around the place several times before he said in a deep voice: "He may have run away quietly or he may still be in the guest room. This is just a trap waiting for us to fall into."

"But no matter what, we have to confirm whether he is still in the inn room."

"Sir, we have arranged for someone to guard the inn day and night. He should still be in the inn." A subordinate couldn't help but speak.

"Silly, can you see me? If such a person wants to leave, he can't see me at all." Feng Xingbo sneered.

"Sir, should we arrange an accident and then break into the door, even if the formation is arranged in his room..." the subordinate suggested again.

"This is indeed a good idea, but it will lose people's words. Maybe it will use this to criticize me for breaking the rules and eliminate me." Feng Xingbo shook his head and denied the resolution. He thought for a while and said, "Go and find a merchant, put down the inn, and then use this as a reason to drive all the guests out."

"Remember, the identity of the merchant must be clean, don't have any contact with our Feng family, and you must be quick. I want you to finish the matter in half of the incense stick. If you can't finish half of the incense stick..." Feng Xingbo's face turned cold.

If the competition was just beginning, Feng Xingbo would still have some concerns, but now there are ten days left, so he would have much less concerns. If he doesn't take risks, how long will he wait?

He believed that Kurong and Jiang Yu were unwilling to wait like this, and would definitely find a way to confirm whether Zhou Fan was still in the inn room.

He was restless and waited patiently for the news.

Soon, my subordinates came back and reported urgently that the inn had been plated, but it was not the ones they plated, but the ones who came out of nowhere bought them before them.

Feng Xingbo knew that either Kurong or Jiang Yu had thought of going with him.

"Then what? Have you seen Zhou Fan?" Feng Xingbo asked solemnly. No one who took the inn to the store was concerned, the key was Zhou Fan's whereabouts.

"All the residents were driven out, but we did not see Zhou Fan." The subordinate replied.

"I haven't seen it..." Feng Xingbo said softly, and he immediately looked up and said sternly: "Let me find a group of people to rush into the inn and confirm again whether he is still in the inn."

Feng Xingbo said that, but he knew in his heart that Zhou Fan must have left the inn. He said in a deep voice: "Notify the family and mobilize all the power. We must find Zhou Fan for me, especially if we have to stare at Chen Yushi, the people of Sifu. Zhou Fan will definitely find them if he leaves."

Feng Xingbo paused for a while and ordered: "Zhou Fan is not here, Ku Rong and Jiang Yu will definitely think of finding Zhou Fan and keep an eye on them to see if they can find Zhou Fan..."

The subordinates took orders one by one and left.

Even if he did everything he could do, Feng Xingbo still couldn't suppress his anxiety, even more anxious than before, because Zhou Fan's departure must have found something, and Zhou Fan could catch the murderer at any time.
Chapter completed!