Lord of the Desert

Chapter 55

In the afternoon of the same day.

Under the envious eyes of the inmates, Hong Fan ate a three-course and one-soup lunch, sat on the ground and tried to cultivate.

Before going to the Jiaotong Hall, he only needs two acupoints "Heliao" and "Yingxiang" to penetrate the fourth classic.

However, the smooth flow of energy in the past may be particularly difficult today because of the lack of various resources.

Hong Fan sighed, had to stop, and poured his true energy into his fingers to write on the rammed earth.

[Those who have thunder in their chest and face like a flat lake can worship the general-Sun Wu;
Mount Tai collapses in the front but its color does not change, the elk rises to the left but does not blink - Su Xun;
Facing major events without chaos, facing interests without losing...]

After writing the third sentence, he became more and more impetuous, and he couldn't even remember the author.

In the end, he simply wrote the word "Lu Xun" after the horizontal line.

"That's it."

Putting aside martial arts, Hong Fan concentrated on Fang Zhiwu's affairs.

He didn't know the mechanism of the Dragon Soul Tree's induction, but he could intuitively determine that the murderer must be one of the two people in the first round.

【That person can kill with a knife within twenty steps of me without making any noise, his martial arts must be much higher than mine. 】

As Hong Fan thought, he erased the three names he had just written with his fingers.

[But it's not too high. 】

[If they are 100% sure to kill me without showing any traces, they can just move me. 】

[So it should be at the high level of the Chaotic Realm to the sympathy between heaven and man? 】

While thinking wildly, footsteps came from outside.

It was the jailer who led a face-to-face yamen servant to the prison door and motioned for him to go over.

"Master Fan, Master Wu asked me to come."

When Hong Fan approached, the yamen servant spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and at the same time lit up the brocade scarf in his sleeve.

This is obviously Aunt Liu's stuff and was brought as a token.

"Please say."

Hong Fan nodded his head, and his vigilance was relieved by seven points.

"Because the relatives avoided this matter, Master Wu is not able to intervene directly."

Yamen servant said.

"But the mansion asked me to tell the young master that no matter what the situation is, please kill the hand that was not done by me that day."

"The mansion will definitely keep the young master safe."

Hong Fan replied calmly, expressing his understanding.

As soon as the words were finished, the jailer immediately led the yamen servants out.

Hong Fan watched the two leave, sneered, and turned around and sat on the wooden bed.

【I didn’t do it in the first place...】

He said in his heart, and naturally entered the inner vision after closing his eyes.

This time, Hong Fan easily kept quiet and entered the state of practice.

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Three days later, September nineteenth.

Frost is approaching, the sun sinks into the ground, and the yin begins to condense.

Overnight, the eaves and window lattices of the entire Jinhai City were plated with silver-white blades, penetrating the coldness of late autumn.

And after the rustling autumn wind walked through the streets and alleys all morning, the scorching sun at noon broke through the flying clouds, making everything smile.

Today, in the Mirror Hall of the Jinhai City Guard's Mansion, Cheng Junjun, the city guard, personally interrogated Fang Zhiwu's case.

Under the plaque of "Mirror Hanging High", everything is in place.

For the Hong family, Hong Li and Hong Wu were seated as representatives.

In order to show integrity, Li Heming, Patriarch of the Li Family, Chi Zhuiyuan, Patriarch of the Chi Family, and several other prominent figures in the city were present.

Among them, the one with the most gloomy complexion and the most haggard description is Fang Chengye, the head of the Fang family.

Half his life worked hard to become a career, but the eldest son died suddenly when he was old.

The grief and indignation were like a fire, and his internal organs were scorched in the past few days.

When Zheng Zhun gave an order, the prisoner was brought up by two guards.

This time, for the sake of saving face, Hong Fan was put on a chain.

He stood still in the hall, ignoring Fang Chengye's gaze, and met the two elders one after another.

Their faces were solemn, and they forced a three-point smile of relief. It seemed that the progress was not satisfactory.

Hong Fan was mentally prepared for this.

The three Gimhae families have generations of friendship with each other.

It is not an exaggeration to say that as long as Hong Lichi agrees, [-]% of the decisions in the city can be made.

But Hong Fan is a star king with great potential.

Now that the snake man is tied up, and Hong Jian is the top expert in Jinhai City, no matter how slow the Li family and the Chi family are, they still know the consequences of letting the Hong family produce another Shagong.

Maybe a generation later, Jin Hai will not be headed by three surnames, but one dragon and two snakes.

"Suspect Hong Fan, tell me the details of the situation that day, and don't lie!"

The gavel sounded, and Zheng Zhunhu sat on the stage, sternly shouting and asking.

Hong Fan bowed his hands and told the story of the incident that had been questioned several times in the past few days.

During this period, Fang Chengye sneered repeatedly, while the Hong family and the two kept nodding their heads.

Hong Fan's performance after Fang Zhiwu's death has been confirmed by the senior management of the Hong family through multiple channels, and seeing his calm and steady posture at this time, there is no doubt in his heart.

After a cup of tea, Zheng Zhun finished his questioning, and ordered to transfer witnesses and physical evidence to the court.

The guards led away, and the hall fell into a brief calm.

Hong Fan stood still like a pine, slowly looking around at everyone present.

From the arrival of the cistanche, the release of the sword, the living qi pill, to the private conversation in the private room at the end, there are so many information and links.

Since the two maids made false confessions, Fang Zhiwu's appearance that day must not have been accidental.

It is easy to coerce and lure the former, but it is difficult to deceive the Fang family Shaodong.

So even though Hong Fan didn't know the identity of the murderer, he believed that there must be a big local force involved - the most likely one was one of the three surnames, or the city guard Zheng's family.

[But if this is the case, the person who set up the situation must be able to guess that even if the family can't solve the case, they will save me...]

Hong Fan thought.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two elders who were watching - Hong Wu watched coldly, while Hong Li concealed his disdain.

Hong Ming, who had a stronger temper, would probably be even more impatient.

[Perhaps, this is exactly what the other party wants. 】

Hong Fanruo realized something.

【From the very beginning, they didn't set up this trick to kill me...】

The suspect kept thinking in his mind, and the testimony in court continued.

"There has never been a rule in Jiaotong hall to untie a sword."

"Fang Shaodong didn't want to give up the Living Qi Pill. The conflict between the two started when Mr. Hong wanted to force the payment."

"When the two of us entered the corridor following the sound, we saw Mr. Hong standing outside the door of the elegant room, and there was absolutely no one else."

"The servant girl swears that what she said is true!"

With tears in their eyes, E Ming and the beautiful woman recounted the testimony one by one under the watchful eyes of many important figures.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them looked at Hong Fan.

Fang Chengye, who was standing on the side, stared stupidly at the bloody horizontal knife presented on a wooden plate, and the scorched clothes beside it.

After repeatedly questioning both parties, Zheng Zhun only felt dry mouth.

He didn't think Hong Fan was the murderer, but there were all the witnesses and evidences, which made people speechless.

"I'm done asking, what else do you want to ask?"

Zheng Zhun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Sizuo a question.

There was silence in the hall.

"There won't be any."

Fang Chengye, whose gaze was still in a daze, said, his bloodshot eyes were bright red.

"The city guard is strict and strict, and the facts of the case have come to light."

"Fang doesn't believe me, Jinhai City is located in the borderlands, so it's possible that there can be a foreign master of fiery qi, who inexplicably designed an unknown junior of the Hong family with his life?!"

He was able to hold down his tone at the beginning, but in the end, he couldn't hide the intensity and pleasure in his words.

PS: The author has been writing books in the past and doesn't know how to operate.

Today, after some hearsay, I learned that the recommended places at the starting point are all read-throughs, and when the recommended places were arranged on Thursday, what I saw happened to be follow-up readings on Tuesday.

This book is now in the third round, I don't know if it can make it to the fourth round.

But I still want to go.

So update it earlier today, so that the follow-up reading seen by the editor tomorrow will be higher?
Sigh, let's be a little clever, and I hope that everyone will stop raising books these days and read the last page~~~~~~
(End of this chapter)