God catches no trace

Chapter 247 Seal

Chapter 40: Printing
A group of people rode horses for a day and a night, and finally arrived at "Jingde Zen Temple" in Shenshi.

When Sang Wuhen and others were led by the disciples in the temple, they saw Master Liaofan who was busy in the "Mahatia Hall" filled with sandalwood and crowded with pilgrims.

On the contrary, Master Fan was taken aback, and he murmured in his heart: How could Sang Shenchu ​​finish the matter so quickly?

"Master, to interrupt your busy time, let me take a step to talk." Seeing his expression, Sang Wuhen put his hands together and whispered.

"Okay." Master Liao Fan finished speaking with a slight bow, glanced at the two unfamiliar faces Jiang Guo and Mrs. Jiang, moved his feet out, and said: "Everyone, please."

Get out of the hall.

"Master, what I asked you to do the day before yesterday...?"

"Don't worry, do you want to take a look?" Before Sang Wuhen finished asking, Master Liao Fan knew very well.

"Correct."

"Come with me."

Everyone passed through several exquisitely decorated halls, turned a few turns, and came to a room with the word "firewood room" written on it.

Master Liao Fan opened the door and stood still, clasping his hands together: "God Sang, please come in."

"Thank you, Master."

"You don't need to be too polite." After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and said again: "However, Lao Na has something to do, so I'm afraid I can't stay here. If you need anything, just go to the main hall to find Lao Na."

"Definitely." Sang Wuhen said two words and walked inside.

When I got inside, I saw dead wood stacked neatly on three sides, and they were very high. There was a space in the middle, and two corpses covered with white cloth were placed on the ground.

He bent down, slowly removed the white cloth from one of them, and casually pushed open the dead man's chest.

"Teacher Jiang, let's take a look."

"Ding, Master Ding." Jiang Guo took a look and his expression changed drastically: "Master Ding died from the Heart-Breaking Palm? This, how is this possible?"

"Now that the evidence is in front of you, do you still want to pretend?" His tone didn't feel warm at all.

"God Sang, I, Jiang, don't say that I am upright, but at least I am a reputable man." Jiang Guo's voice suddenly rose, obviously agitated: "I have never done this before."

"It's not you? How do you explain "Broken Heart Palm"?" Sang Wuhen gave him a sharp look.

"Yes." He admitted, and said to himself a little: "Strange, so strange? It is impossible for another person to possess the "Broken Heart" palm technique in the world. Why did Lord Ding die under this palm?"

"Still pretending? Will Brother Sang wrong you?" Li Qiuyu interrupted.

Hearing this, Jiang Guo was momentarily lost in thought.

a long time.

Sang Wuhen smiled: "It seems that Coach Jiang doesn't want to talk anymore."

"Your husband has never done it, but Lord Dante did die from the palm of "Broken Heart". The two are very contradictory, so of course we are speechless." Mrs. Jiang replied softly.

"Ma'am, it's best not to trust your husband too much. The facts are already in front of you, and there is no room for denying them." Sang Wuhen said in a very stern tone at the moment: "Master Jiang, don't think that I can't help you by being silent."

Jiang Guo glanced at him, then at his wife, sighed, lowered his head, paused, and finally said slowly, "That's right, I killed Ding Yiqiu."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Jiang's eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes were sad.

But for the other four people, it was undoubtedly a freezing day. They almost felt warm in their hearts at the same time, and then thought: Fortunately, it didn't take much effort.

"Well, Kuang Kuang is worthy of being a man who dares to do what he does. Now that he admits it, let me ask you: who ordered him to kill him."

"Instigated? If I kill him, someone will instigate him? Sang God arrests you, you guessed wrong."

guessed wrong?Shui Sheng, Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran were taken aback.

"Oh, why?"

"I had a feud with Ding Yiqiu."

"Holiday?"

"Yes, he often likes to write excerpts and play with others in front of the emperor."

To tell the truth, if Du Sanfeng hadn't been for him, he wouldn't have been demoted as a commoner.

"That is to say: he has played with you before?"

"Fortunately, the emperor wisely doesn't believe it."

"So, you hold a grudge?"

"Correct."

"Well, regardless of whether you are real or not, tell me about the process of killing Ding Yiqiu?"

Jiang Guo thought for a while, and said: "A few days ago, when I went to the school grounds in the morning, I accidentally saw him riding a horse and galloping out of the city, out of hatred, I followed secretly, who knows, this time I went to the "Scenery" Dechan Temple". So, I dressed up as a pilgrim and sneaked into the temple. In the wing room, I thought about his participation in the performance, and the more I thought about it, the more I hated it, and finally I became murderous."

"Is it so simple?"

Jiang Guo nodded.

"Where did you kill him in the temple?" Sang Wuhen asked again.

"One walk, which one, I don't know."

"You lied, he obviously died in a gorgeous wing." Li Qiuyu said angrily.

"I moved there after I killed him." Jiang Guo replied calmly.

"why?"

"If the body is on the path, it would be very easy for people to find it. I wanted to hide him so that I could escape, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find a reliable place. As a last resort, I saw a wing room and put it in."

Some explanations, although extremely reluctant, are also flawless.

Sang Wuhen looked out at the sky, and when it was almost dusk, he made a quick movement and tapped the acupuncture points on both sides of Jiang Guo's arms.So that he can move around without being able to resist.

When Mrs. Jiang saw it, her face turned pale, but she didn't speak.

"Qiu Yu, Yan Ran, take Teacher Jiang and Mrs. Jiang out for the time being, and book a room for each of them in the temple. We will send him to the Yangzhou Yamen tomorrow morning."

"Where are you and sister Shui Sheng?"

"Just follow my orders, don't ask so many questions." There was a bit of seriousness in his tone.

Li Qiuyu and Ye Yanran's expressions sank together, and they said, "Today, we will settle the case with you when we are free."

"Okay, okay, princesses who are not forgiving, let's go down." Sang Wuhen smiled.

"Hmph." The two pulled Jiang Guo and Mrs. Jiang respectively.

After they leave.

Sang Wuhen turned and looked at Ding Yiqiu's body.

"Brother Wuhen, do you believe Jiang Guo's confession?"

"The lie is very superficial, and I think it is full of loopholes. Can you hide it from me?"

"Then why not expose it?"

"Even if you expose it, he will definitely quibble. When you saw Qiu Yu questioning me just now, how did he answer?"

"Then why did Jiang Guo do this?"

"I don't dare to speculate about the reason, but let the facts speak."

"fact?"

"Yes." Sang Wuhen pointed to the palm print on the corpse's chest. "When I checked the corpse that day, I was negligent and didn't think much about it. Today, when I looked at the corpse again, I found something."

"Could it be that the palm print was not left by the palm of "Broken Heart"?"

"Just guessing. Take a closer look."

Shui Sheng listened to the words and watched for a long time, but didn't see why.

Seeing this, Sang Wuhen pressed lightly on the palm print with his hand.

"Do you see it?"

"I understand." She realized in surprise: "Although the finger length of the palm print is about the same as yours, the width is much narrower."

"That's right." Sang Wuhen said again: "Can you explain one thing, the one who beat Ding Yiqiu to death with the "broken heart" palm should be a woman."

"Totally justified."

(End of this chapter)