...Ah, the second division line... I once thought that what I wrote here would always be covered... But in fact, the faithful record in the D-version article... is simply a dark history... But how many people can read a passage here? After repeated updates, D-site gave up... covered up his face and smiled bitterly...

"Whose he belongs to?"

Everyone's eyes instantly gathered on Liu Changjun.

"It's yours!" Liu Changjun yelled as he brushed the hem of his official robe and pointed at my nose.

"Me?" I was very surprised.

You can't talk nonsense with your eyes open, my clothes are clearly not damaged or rotten. How could this piece of fabric be mine?

"Others can't recognize this piece of cloth, but I am a common official, so I recognize it." Liu Changjun said, "This is clearly pulled off from the prison clothes - so many people present, only you are wearing the prison clothes!"

After hearing what he said, I could tell. No wonder I always feel familiar. This piece of rag is indeed the material for the prison clothes.

"Yes, I've worn prison clothes, but I haven't worn them now." I shook my head and said.

"In order to avoid leaving evidence, changing clothes to commit crimes is a common method of crimes by prisoners." Liu Changjun said sternly, "All of you are the only ones who have prison clothes. If you are not you, who else can it be?"

"You can't say that. If you eat dumplings for breakfast, you won't be allowed to eat them too?" I analyzed, "Although the prison clothes are not something that everyone has, they are not that rare, right - maybe the prisoner also happens to have one, or... he wants to blame me!"

"Young master, do you really have a prison clothes?" Mo Fei asked me.

"It did exist." I said.

"Why not take out your prison clothes to show your innocence?" Mo Fei said.

"It's been thrown away long ago." I frowned, "Who keeps that kind of thing?"

"Do you can't take it out, or you dare not take it out?" Liu Changjun snorted coldly.

"Although there is no definite evidence to explain who this piece of fabric belongs to, there is always a question of the size of the suspicion." Li Jiuyao said to me in a deep voice, "According to the current situation, you have the greatest suspicion, so..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was pressed on the hilt of the knife around his waist.

Although Li Jiuyao is known as General Shenxian, he does not carry a bow and arrow at this moment.

I don’t know what his sword skills are.

"It's unlikely this guest." Just as the atmosphere was tense, a sound rang out from the crowd.

I turned around and saw that it was Mo Que, an old man who swept the floor.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!