early morning.

The breeze blew the wind chimes, and the crisp sound lingered around my ears.

Zhou Jia was lying on the hardwood bed in his clothes, with an ax and shield beside him. His eyes were open, but he had no intention of getting up.

He was used to letting his mind go at this time and was happy to enjoy the quietness brought by the inner city.

Until a smell of meat comes.

"Brother Zhou."

A thin voice sounded:

"You haven't eaten yet? My sister asked me to bring you a bowl of broth."

Zhou Jia stood up and looked at the girl named Jiao Yuanfeng standing at the end of the bed holding a bowl.

The other person should be in high school on Earth at this age, struggling with how to vent his youthful passion, but here he has learned to adapt to the environment.

Use your own weakness to exchange for the sympathy of others, although sometimes it may not be easy to use.

"Need not."

Shaking his head, Zhou Jia looked at the figure outside the house:

"I can just buy it myself."

"It's okay." Jiao Yuanyi walked in and said with a smile:

"I don't know how long we will have to trouble Brother Zhou. A bowl of broth is nothing, but we will leave as soon as possible."

"Yeah, yeah." Jiao Yuanfeng nodded repeatedly:

"We have many friends in the barony. They may have arrived in Huojiapu. Once we find them, we will leave."

As he spoke, he said with a pair of big eyes and an innocent face:

"They are very powerful, and there are even seventh-grade masters."

"Really?" Zhou Jia seemed to have not heard the warning hidden in the other party's words, and nodded and took the broth:

"Thank you very much."

The broth is delicious and the meat is very substantial. Unfortunately, this kind of meat does not increase the source of strength, so the price is naturally not expensive.

After finishing the soup, I was about to return the bowl when a burst of noise came from outside.

"Everyone come out!"

"Everyone who came yesterday, come out!"

"Crash..."

"What happened?"

Several people walked out of the tree house and came to Qingfengju Square, where they saw a group of Huo Mansion Patrol Team members counting the identities of the residents one by one.

"Zhou Jia?"

"right."

"You three, come over."

The three people were pushed into a small group of people. Although they didn't know what happened, everyone's faces showed panic.

"Sir." Zhou Jia approached a man who looked like the leader of the patrol and quietly handed over an Origin Stone:

"What are you doing?"

"Well..." The other party skillfully took the Origin Stone, glanced at him, and said calmly:

"Yesterday the shopkeeper's son was killed, and there were two residents from the inner city. You guys are all suspects and need to be investigated."

"No." One person in the crowd said angrily:

"We stayed at the inn yesterday and didn't go anywhere!"

"Yes, yes, sir, this matter has nothing to do with us at all!"

"..."

"Shut up!" The patrol leader's face darkened and he shouted loudly:

"Whether it matters or not, you have the final say?"

"Brother Ren!" The shopkeeper also came over at this time. His complexion was sallow, his eyes were bloodshot, and there were a few strands of white hair on his head.

He glared at everyone and gritted his teeth and said:

"This group of people all had a conflict with Xiao'er yesterday, and the murderer... must be among them!"

"Old Xue, please cheer up." Leader Ren frowned and lowered his voice:

"Dongcheng and the three of them, one was a sixth-grade and two were a fifth-grade. They had no resistance when they were killed. The killer was most likely a seventh-grade."

"The people here..."

"Unlikely the murderer."

A seventh-grade master is a high-ranking figure everywhere. It is impossible to stay in an inn at this time, and there is also a dispute with someone because of Gasai.

"How is it impossible!" Shopkeeper Xue widened his eyes and pointed his finger at Zhou Jia:

"If one person can't do it, two people will have no problem."

"This man used an axe, and my son was killed by a heavy weapon. That man used a sword. Could it be that the two of them did it together?"

Zhou Jia's eyes changed slightly.

Another person shouted loudly:

"Shopkeeper, I was at your inn yesterday, and this brother and I don't know each other at all. How could we join forces to kill people?"

"Old Xue." Leader Ren pressed Shopkeeper Xue's shoulders, shook his head and said:

"I know Dongcheng's death has hit you hard, but..."

"Now is not the time to let you and I do whatever we want. I came here to give you face. I just want to get the source stone."

"Brother Ren." Shopkeeper Xue said anxiously:

"you do not believe me?"

"Do you think I should believe it?" Seeing that his old friend was stubborn, Leader Ren also began to look unhappy and pointed at the crowd:

"you!"

"What were you doing when the sun was about to set yesterday?"

The person he was referring to happened to be Zhou Jia.

"I..." Zhou Jia was stunned and said:

"I went out to have a meal."

"Eat?" Leader Ren frowned:

"Who can testify?"

"this……"

"I, we can testify." In the crowd, Jiao Yuanyi pulled her sister and whispered:

"We had dinner with Brother Zhou yesterday."

Um?

Zhou Jia's eyes showed surprise and he subconsciously looked at the other party.

Jiao Yuanyi smiled back. Since they would inevitably have to live together in the future, she didn't mind showing her kindness to the other person.

As for the other party really being a murderer, she really hadn't thought about it.

After all, Zhou Jia's behavior in front of the waiter yesterday was far from being called brave. How could such a person kill several people?

In order to strengthen her persuasion, she even said:

"We just came yesterday, there is no need to speak for him."

"Hmm." Leader Ren just asked casually, without any doubt, and pointed to another person:

"What did you do yesterday?"

"I went to the South Street Flower Shop with some friends..."

"you!"

"I, I'm resting in the house."

"That means no one can testify, come out!"

Not long after, except for a few unlucky tenants who had no witnesses, the others were separated by the patrol team, and the leader waved his hand:

"Take away anyone with any questions and go back and review them slowly."
To be continued...