Fu Xiaofan sat in a police car and headed straight to the scene of the first case in Tiandangshan, Jiangxi City.

On the car were Zhu Guang, deputy director of the Jiangxi Police Department, and Meng Gang, deputy director of the Jiangnan Police Department.

Meng Gang was instructed by Yang Zhongguo to personally accompany Fu Xiaofan to Jiangxi City to find out the case. It can be seen that the Jiangnan City police trust Fu Xiaofan very much, and Yang Zhongguo remembered all Fu Xiaofan's contributions in his heart.

There was no outsider in the police car, so Fu Xiaofan directly told the story: "The purpose of my trip to Tiandang Mountain was to confront Song Huaqiang and his wife. But they asked for help from evil cultivators, and this evil cultivator was Master Mingxin from Mingxin Temple."

"But Master Mingxin is dead." Zhu Guang's tone was not very friendly.

"So what I saw was a fake mage. At the beginning, I was deceived by him. But when I was in Huangtianling, I finally knew his true face. It was a white rat demon king, with great strength. He also had a companion with similar strength. At that time, I was not sure about dealing with monsters, so I temporarily retreated. This time I returned to Jiangxi with you, and I wanted to completely eliminate the monsters!"

"Monster? Can you make up a reason that is easier to believe?" Zhu Guang seemed to be an atheist and naturally did not believe in the sayings of ghosts. On the contrary, Fu Xiaofan's words made his attitude worse.

Meng Gang quickly interrupted: "Don't believe these ghosts and gods. We have encountered several cases, and the opponents we meet are all ghosts. Thanks to Mr. Fu's help, we can solve these cases."

"I think you were fooled by this guy. I guess he was pretending to be a fool, and only you, the Jiangnan City police, would believe it." Zhu Guang said, offending the entire Jiangnan City police.

"What do you mean?" Meng Gang was very angry.

Zhu Guang glanced at him contemptuously: "It's not interesting. Anyway, our Jiangxi police never use any sideways."

"Hasn't the Jiangxi Police Department encountered any unsolved and strange cases?" Fu Xiaofan asked curiously.

"No." Zhu Guang's voice became much softer. Perhaps he didn't believe this answer, and he was just showing off his power at this moment.

Fu Xiaofan smiled without saying a word, heading straight to Tiandang Mountain without saying a word.

At 1:00 pm, the police car had already arrived in front of Mingxin Temple. Everyone rushed over and had never eaten. However, handling the case was important, so everyone got off the car and headed straight to the temple.

The entire Mingxin Temple was blocked with cordons. Zhu Guang led the way, and Fu Xiaofan and Meng Gang followed, but there were many policemen following him. They seemed to be monitoring Fu Xiaofan to prevent Fu Xiaofan from escaping.

The group came to the wing room of the backyard of Mingxin Temple. The main wing room in it was the residence of Master Mingxin, and it was also the place where he was killed. At this moment, the door was closed.

Before entering the case site, Fu Xiaofan stopped and asked: "Why don't there be a monk in the temple?"

Zhu Guang explained: "I recorded my confession overnight last night, but after recording my confession, they all left Mingxin Temple."

"The monks in the temple are all important witnesses, so you just let them leave so easily?" Meng Gang was so angry that he came.

Zhu Guang was very unhappy: "We are not fools? But after recording the confession, we have no reason to stop the monks' freedom. Now that they have left Mingxin Temple, we have sent people to investigate and track them. Currently, three monks are under our control, and our people will continue to monitor them."

"How many monks are there in Mingxin Temple?" Fu Xiaofan asked.

"There are...thirty-seven people, and there are thirty-eight people who count Master Mingxin."

"So many people, you only followed three people?" Fu Xiaofan sighed and shook his head, not complimenting the efficiency of Jiangxi police.

Zhu Guang's face turned red, but he still wanted to make himself strong. After all, this place was their home court: "You are the number one suspect now, so I'll talk less about it."

While saying that, he pushed open the door of the main wing room: "Go in quickly and honestly explain the crime!"

"Deputy Director Zhu, please pay attention to your tone!" Meng Gang stood up and spoke to Fu Xiaofan, "Mr. Fu is just a suspect, not a real criminal. What did you ask him to explain?"

Meng Gang's words helped Zhu Guang to help him, because Fu Xiaofan's slap was ready and he had already wanted to slap Zhu Guang. But Meng Gang said something for him, and Fu Xiaofan suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Everyone entered the room silently. Master Mingxin's body was taken back for forensic identification. The scene was still intact, and the location where Master Mingxin was killed was also enclosed.

"He was killed in bed, and there was no sign of moving the decorations around him. There should be no fierce struggle." Meng Gang speculated.

Zhu Guang took out a few photos: "You can see it yourself, these are the photos taken on the first scene."

In the photo, Master Mingxin is lying peacefully on the bed, but there is a wound stabbed by a sharp blade in his heart. Judging from the shape of the wound, it looks more like a sword wound.

There are no people who use swords in modern society. According to the information obtained by the Jiangxi police, Fu Xiaofan understands ancient martial arts and must be able to use swords, which invisibly increases Fu Xiaofan's suspicion.

Zhu Guang finally summarized: "This is how the scene is. The murder of Master Mingxin was between 3:00 and 5:00 yesterday afternoon. The specific time will be discovered through autopsy and identification. During that period, except for the three suspicious people such as Fu Xiaofan, there were no other people inside and outside Mingxin Temple."

When he said the last sentence, Zhu Guang looked at Fu Xiaofan with a proud look, as if saying: "All the evidence shows that you are the murderer, I see how else you can explain it!"

Fu Xiaofan was very calm: "Is there any surveillance monitor in the temple?"

"No, there is only surveillance outside the temple, one with one on the back door, two on the front door, and eight around." Zhu Guang answered truthfully.

"As a result, the entire periphery of the temple is within the range of surveillance. As long as someone approaches the temple, he will definitely find it from the surveillance. Master Mingxin once entered Huangtianling with Song Huaqiang and his wife, but when did he return to the temple? If he comes back, there will be surveillance cameras to be taken." Fu Xiaofan raised a question.

Zhu Guang's face was not very good because he could not explain this: "There are always suspicious points that cannot be resolved during the case handling process, but as long as the prisoner can be caught, these suspicions are not important!"

"Haha, is this how your Jiangxi police handle the case? Have you arrested many wronged people?" Fu Xiaofan mocked.

"On the contrary, I have never caught anyone!" Zhu Guang's eyes were very firm. This time, he decided that Fu Xiaofan was the murderer.

Fu Xiaofan shrugged: "There must be a motive for killing people. Why did I kill Master Mingxin?"

"Because Master Mingxin defended Song Huaqiang and his wife!" Zhu Guang straightened out a series of relationship networks...

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