Every warrior's cultivation time will not be the same, some are in the morning, some are at noon, and some are at night.

The cultivation time of the two warriors may be the same, but the cultivation time of the thirty-two warriors is the same, and they all swallowed elixirs during their cultivation, which is very problematic.

If you take pills at the same time to practice, Zhou Fan guessed that it was at this martial artist gathering.

But Zhou Fan quickly frowned, because warriors need to concentrate on their practice and should not be distracted easily. They need to be most afraid of having others on their side. Will these thirty-two warriors practice together?

If there is a problem with this pill, will they practice together to avoid the leak of the pill?

The more Zhou Fan thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible.

At this time, two strong men walked in, one of them said, "Sir, the identities of eleven people have been found out."

"Go and check why they came to this party, and ask the warriors who are friends with the Si Mansion to ask if there is any special thing circulating among the warriors in the city recently, especially the elixirs..." Zhou Fan explained one by one.

The strong men agreed and left quickly.

This kind of cross-examination of clues cannot be completed in a short while.

The next morning, Zhou Fan arrived at the Si Mansion and gathered all the people who investigated the case to pay attention to the progress of the case.

It just disappointed Zhou Fan. The coroner's inspection of the elixir residues still cannot guarantee that these elixir residues come from the same elixir.

The strong men's tracking of the dead has not made any progress for the time being. They asked several of the friends of the dead, and they all said that it was just an ordinary gathering, and the warriors in the city have not circulated anything special recently, and it is still as before.

Zhou Fan scolded them and asked them to continue to investigate, including the case of the warrior who died in his house and buried in the soil.

After all the subordinates went out, Zhou Fan read the file again. He firmly believed that his direction was not wrong, but why did no other warriors know about the elixir except the dead warriors?

Could it be that this is not a pill for cultivation, but a special poison?

But how did the murderer force or seduce so many warriors to swallow this pill?

These dead warriors are experienced people and will not trust anyone easily.

Unless they are under control, they cannot help themselves...

Zhou Fan shook his head irritated. There were too few clues, and just speculation was useless.

After he entered Yiluansi, Fang He'an's case and the thirty-two warriors' cases were handled, which really made him angry.

I used to be called Detective Hunter Zhou, but now the case-solving rate in office is actually zero... Zhou Fan laughed at himself.

As the chief official of the case, Zhou Fan did not have to do the search for clues by himself. He put away the file, closed the door and explained to the minor official a few words, left Yiluansi Mansion, rented a carriage and went towards the academy.

If there were clues, the people from the Sifu would naturally go to the academy to find him. If the matter was urgent, they could use the message to convey the message. He didn't have to stay here to continue waiting for the news. This would be a waste of time.

But before the carriage reached the East City Gate, it suddenly stopped urgently.

"Are you looking for death suddenly rushing out?" The groom's scolding came from outside.

It seemed that someone suddenly rushed out, causing the carriage to stop.

Zhou Fan immediately looked alert. He lifted a trace of curtains and saw the noise, pedestrians and vendors shouting loudly on the street, without any abnormality.

Zhou Fan's face was slightly relaxed, and he waited patiently for the groom to drink the man away.

But the person outside shouted, "Please transfer the letter to the adult in the carriage for me."

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment. He lifted the curtain and looked at it, and found that it was a middle-aged man with a slightly sallow complexion.

The middle-aged man was holding a letter in his hand. When he saw Zhou Fan coming out, he looked happy and said, "Sir, this is a letter to you."

Zhou Fan glanced around and found no suspicious person. He asked, "Who asked you to send a letter?"

When the groom saw Zhou Fan coming out, he shut up and let Zhou Fan deal with it.

The man bowed and said, "I don't know either. The man gave me some money and asked me to send a letter to the adults."

"Then do you know me?" Zhou Fan asked again.

The sender shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Zhou Fan's face was slightly dark and said, "If you don't know me, how do you know that this letter was sent to me?"

"I asked me to send a letter to the adult pointing at the adult's carriage. I think there would be no mistake. I chased after a while before I caught up with the adult's carriage." The middle-aged man still had a drop of sweat on his forehead.

The carriage in the city is not moving fast, but it is not easy to catch up with it. Obviously, the middle-aged man also took some effort to catch up with Zhou Fan's carriage.

"What does that person look like?" Zhou Fan asked.

He was curious, who would send him a letter like this?

"That person..." The middle-aged man was stunned as soon as he said something. He said blankly: "Strange, why can't I remember what he looks like? I forgot whether he is a man or a woman."

Zhou Fan's face was slightly calmed. He walked out of the carriage and looked at the sender and asked again: "Who are you? Where are you living?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, and he looked alert: "Sir, I am just sending a letter. What do you ask me about my origin?"

"How do I know if you really delivered a letter?" Zhou Fan's face turned slightly cold.

The middle-aged man snorted, and he threw the envelope on the ground, "I have sent the letter anyway, I will see you."

The middle-aged man threw the letter and turned around and left.

"Want to leave?" Zhou Fan sneered, and his hand grabbed the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man could not even have basic resistance, so Zhou Fan captured one arm.

The middle-aged man immediately cried out, "I've killed someone, help me."

Pedestrians on the road all looked over.

Zhou Fan said indifferently: "Yiluansi does things."

When I heard that it was Yiluansi, no one dared to come back.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale. If he knew that the letter he sent was to Yiluansi, he would definitely not send it again. He hurriedly told his name and address.

But Zhou Fan didn't listen carefully at all. He used his true energy and inputted the middle-aged man's wrist from the middle-aged man's grasp, and quickly wandered around the middle-aged man's body.

Zhou Fan then let go of his hand. He took out more than ten copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "Let's go, don't send letters to people you don't know next time, otherwise you won't even have a life."

"Yes, thank you sir." The middle-aged man held the copper coins and hurried away.

Zhou Fan turned around and picked up the letter on the ground. He got on the carriage and asked the groom to continue to go to the academy.

The carriage slowly started.
Chapter completed!