Bao Zheng picked up the stack of paper and pointed it at the light, and there were traces under the charcoal pen on it.

"Old Xiao was still holding a pen in his hand before his death. There were traces on this paper, which showed that there were papers written and drawn. But what about those papers now?"

Guang narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "No, right! Mr. Xiao did find some secret, so he was killed by others!"

Ling frowned: "I have carefully tested it, and Mr. Xiao is not injured."

Yin Guang shook his head and said in a deep voice: "There are many ways to kill people, and some are hurt. Even if it is the most savvy offense, it may not be obvious. Besides, Master Di Ling, you have not been concerned about the world for a long time, and some methods..."

Speaking of this, Yin Guang stopped talking and squatted down to check on Xiao Wen's body again.

Liu Suifeng also moved as he watched the hidden light movements, walking back and forth in the room, observing around. Suddenly, he stopped and said in a deep voice: "Bao Zheng is right, Old Xiao's death is strange. Look at the water traces on the ground!"

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and immediately saw the water stain next to Xiao Wen's body.

Yaoguang saw it and immediately explained: "Taisui and I were both wet from the rain, maybe it was the water droplets we splashed just now."

Will the water drops of your clothes drip to the window?" Liu Suifeng pointed to the ground, his fingers slowly raised, and finally landed on the open window.

The human eyes looked over the water traces beside Xiao Wen's body, and the water droplets stretched to the window.

At that time, Yin Guang had re-examined Xiao's corpse, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Old Xiao's corpse has not been stiff, and his body temperature is still there. It has not been long since he died."

Zheng: "In other words, the murderer sneaked in through the window in the rain, killed Mr. Xiao, took away the draft, and then left."

Sui Yi looked surprised: "Did you forget Ha Fan who escaped from prison? Will Ha Fan be chasing him again?"

"There is this possibility!" Bao Zheng was very calm and said: "But everything is possible. Before finding evidence, everything is just an assumption! Maybe it's Ha Fan, maybe it's someone else, we can't confirm it yet, so..."

Then, follow the clues and find out the truth." Yin Guang's voice was unprecedentedly gloomy, and his eyes flashed with everyone, looking at the window.

It’s not his fault that he got angry. Xiao Wen was invited by him in person. He died in just a few days?

His family asked, how did he explain it?

Even if no one blames me, how can I calm down my guilt?

Everyone checked the water stains and soon appeared behind the house.

The rain in the sky has become smaller a little, and the raindrops are lingering. They fall on the gravel path on the ground, making a slight sound.

Everyone stood in the rain, observing the winding path.

After a while, Liu Suifeng shook his head in disappointment: "It is difficult to leave traces on the gravel road. If you are poured by the rain, it is even more indistinguishable." Yao

Guang stomped his feet angrily and splashed a large piece of water stains: "Will that mean that the murderer is going to be at ease?"

Di Ling looked away with a worried look on his face: "What's more important is whether the secret of "Tuibei Tu" has been leaked..."

When people heard this, their faces changed. When they looked at each other, they found that everyone looked solemn, and obviously thought of the consequences.

"Let's go, let's go back first." Yin Guang turned around and walked back. Not long after, everyone returned to Xiao Wen's room again.

Guang, Di Ling silently looked at the clues unwillingly inside. Liu Suifeng finally walked in and said to the two: "Taisui and Yaoguang are going to buy coffins for Mr. Xiao." Yin

Guang nodded: "Old Xiao's funeral must be handled. Notify his family as soon as possible. In the court, I will write a letter to Mr. Xiao and ask for praise."

Well, don't worry, senior." Liu Suifeng nodded and responded, his eyes turned, and he happened to see Di Ling pick up the stack of papers and watch repeatedly in front of the light.

Seeing Di Ling frowning and thinking for a while, she suddenly sat down, picked up the charcoal pen and smeared horizontally.

Seeing this, Liu Suifeng and Yinguang hurried over.

"Has Master Di Ling discovered it?" Yin Guang asked anxiously.

Ling did not answer, but quickly applied the paper. Soon, the clues were revealed where the traces were pressed out by the charcoal pen. There was no change around the paper, but the middle part was relatively whiter, slowly reflecting a hazy figure, and the pattern consisted of lines and some shallow hazy terrain.

Guang and Liu Suifeng looked at each other in surprise.

Di Ling stopped writing, looked at the picture, and handed it to Yin Guang: "Maybe the point where the pen tip is slightly shallow, I am afraid I can't draw it anymore. I really can't recognize this place." Yin

Guang took it and looked at it carefully for a while, frowned and handed it to Liu Suifeng.

After Liu Suifeng took it, he turned the pattern upside down and looked at it from different angles. After a while, he suddenly shouted out excitedly.

"Laojun Mountain! This is Laojun Mountain!" Yin

Guang took the paper and looked carefully: "Are you sure?"

Liu Suifeng nodded vigorously and said affirmatively: "I have been to Laojun Mountain! This terrain is where!"

OK! Then let’s go to Laojun Mountain as soon as possible. You will continue to let the instructions. From now on, all personnel must be cautious and not enter and exit at will."

Yin Guang looked at the water curtain outside, and said in a serious tone: "I suspect that Ha Fan has set his sights on us! We must act carefully!"

Liu Suifeng agreed seriously: "Yes!"

It was drizzling outside the house, and Zhan Zhao was still standing in the pavilion with his sword, like a statue.

Suddenly, Bao Zheng walked over with an umbrella.

"Sir." Zhan Zhao turned around and saw that it was Bao Zheng, and immediately went up to meet him.

Bao Zheng did not collect his umbrella into the pavilion, but stood by the pavilion and said to him with a serious expression: "Xiao Went Mr. Xiao is dead!"

What?" Zhan Zhao was shocked.

Zheng turned around slowly, looked out of the pavilion, scanned the courtyard, and remained silent."

Damn it! I was on the roof, and I could have seen the whole house. If it weren't for the rain today..." Zhan Zhao tightened the hilt of the sword, and his face showed a look of hatred.

Zheng glanced at him: "You don't have to blame yourself. As long as you have the will, the bad guy will always have a chance to get. However, Mr. Xiao should have discovered something before his death, and this discovery has now fallen into the bad guy's hands."

Zhan Zhao immediately became nervous when he heard this: "What should I do?"

How many people have been killed in "Tuibei Tu"? If they were taken away by others, those people would not only die in vain, but also if "Tuibei Tu" is as effective as the legendary one and can predict the future, wouldn't the evil man be like the help of God? Even if he finally reveals his true face, he would probably be difficult to deal with.

Moreover, what Zhan Zhao was most worried about was that if he really thought, would he still have a chance to avenge his master's revenge?

Zheng looked at the house in the misty rain with deep eyes and said slowly: "Knowing the basic point does not mean that "Tuibei Tu" has been obtained, we... still have a chance!"

Have a chance!
Chapter completed!