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Chapter 392 Wanchang is also dead

"Didn't drink? Are you sure?"

"Sure, it's just yesterday, I can still remember it wrong."

He Siming stroked his beard: "Master, can I ask you, you came from Tongyuan Town and asked me to find out about this, what happened?"

Yan Renxu asked a lot, and he was sure that He Siming's suspicion was not serious, so he said: "Zhou Qingya is dead."

"What, Brother Zhou, he—is dead?"

He Siming's pupils were shocked, and he stood up from his seat: "Did he get killed on the way back yesterday?"

Gu Qingjue dispelled his doubts about He Siming.

But these words made Gu Qingjue cast suspicious eyes on him again.

Yan Renxu is an old headhunter with a keen mind, and he also heard the flaws revealed by He Siming's words.

He looked at He Siming seriously: "I didn't tell you whether he died after returning home or on the road. Master He asked this, as if he knew something!"

"this!"

He Siming swallowed, and said: "This is my guess. Brother Zhou is not good at riding horses. There is also a distance between Tongyuan Town and Taize Town..."

Yan Renxu completely restrained his smile: "Master He, I advise you, let's talk about things after you have figured it out!"

He Siming immediately changed his words: "I just asked casually, why did the messenger go online? I am very sad about the death of Brother Zhou, but since he didn't die in my home, what does it have to do with me? Do you need to treat this old man like an interrogator?"

Speaking of this, He Siming stood up: "I've said everything I need to say, so I won't keep everyone!"

Yan Renxu also got up, and wanted to say something more, but He Siming, who was standing in front of him, fell straight forward.

Fei Yunduan and Yan Renxu immediately knelt down to check.

His nostrils were bleeding, his eyes were slightly staring, his face was slightly cyanotic, and he was already out of breath. He Siming died in front of them like this.

The servant who was waiting on the side screamed in terror, attracting a group of students who were waiting for news in the front yard. After they asked the servant about the situation inside, they immediately rushed into the reception pavilion where the three of them were.

"Captain Fei, what's going on here, Master, was he forced to death by you?"

This student knew Fei Yunduan and had some influence in his family.

"Mr. Qi Lang, I am a public servant. How could I do such a thing? You can ask the boy just now. He Siming fell to the ground and died suddenly. We are also investigating the cause of He Siming's death now."

"It's better to be like this, Qi Zhongfang will stare at your yamen to find out the cause of Master's death."

Yan Renxu's head hurts.

Originally, according to what Chen Ruoju said, it was hard to find this clue, but the person died before he finished asking.

The cause of He Siming's death was unknown, and Yan Renxu followed Fei Yunduan back to the Yamen, waiting for his assistant to conduct an autopsy on He Siming to find out the cause of death.

Gu Qingjue found an inn to stay.

Back in the room, Gu Er appeared in the dark. He had been following the nursing home named Wanchang in the private school just now.

"What did you find?"

"Returning to the master, after the nursing home went back, I told the head of the nursing home that I was not feeling well, so I stayed in the room until we left the private school, and didn't come out."

Sanqi said: "It was fine when I answered the conversation just now, but you feel uncomfortable after asking?"

Gu Qingjue said badly to himself, and quickly came out of the inn with Panax notoginseng, and went straight to Master He's private school. When he arrived, horses were not allowed to ride on the street, and when he arrived, almost two quarters of an hour had passed.

Gu Qingjue, led by the leader of the nursing home, came to Wanchang's room, but no one answered when the leader of the nursing home knocked on the door.

"It shouldn't be, could it be that he fell asleep?"

The leader wanted to knock again, but Gu Qingjue kicked the door open, and the guard was thrown by a tiger.

I didn't expect this handsome young man to be so violent.

"master……"

When Gu Qingjue kicked the door open, Sanqi took the first step in to check Wanchang's condition. As Gu Qingjue thought, Wanchang was already dead.

It is almost the same as He Siming's dead outfit.

The leading nurse swallowed wildly: "Wanchang, is he really dead?"

An hour ago, he was still standing in front of him, but now he is dead like this, with those eyeballs staring fixedly, looking very piercing.

"Report to the officer!"

Gu Qingjue said to the leader of the guard in a deep voice, and then took Sanqi back to the inn.

Up to now, it is certain that Master Zhou's death was an accident.

But who the hell killed Mr. Zhou, and then He Siming and Wanchang?
Of the two of them, one was killed in front of their eyes, and the other was killed in the house. Just now, Sanqi roughly inspected Wan Chang's body. There were no other traces on his body, but there was strange bleeding, as if he died suddenly.

About an hour later, Yan Renxu returned from the yamen to the inn.

Originally, the government was handling the case, and this matter should not involve others, but since Gu Qingjue is Huanlin's son, he must have a good brain, and Zhou Qingya is his wife. After thinking about it, I still feel that I should share the clues he got with Gu Qingjue.

Maybe, the case will be solved.

"Just now, Wu Zuo conducted an autopsy on He Siming and concluded that he died suddenly."

The corner of Gu Qingjue's mouth twitched.

really!

Die suddenly, how perfect, can't find any breakthrough point.

Gu Qingjue looked at Yan Renxu with a calm gaze: "Arrest, Wanchang, the nursing home of the private school, also died an hour ago. The appearance of his death is exactly the same as that of Master He. Could it be that he died suddenly?"

It is reasonable for a person to say that he died suddenly.

In a short period of time, two people related to Master Zhou's death both died, which is too coincidental.

"Wan Chang is dead too?"

He really doesn't know this.

The room fell silent, and after a few breaths, Yan Renxu said: "For the past two days, I have observed Mr. Gu's amazing skills. If they were murdered, they should not escape your eyes..."

Gu Qingjue looked at Yan Renxu: "If a swordsman moves, unless he reaches the peerless level, he can kill someone silently in front of me."

Otherwise, even with Xuan Jing's cultivation base, it is impossible to kill people without noticing.

But in this world, how many sword cultivators can reach the peerless level?
"Speaking of this, I also want to ask Yan Zhu, do you feel any other special aura?"

Yan Renxu: "..."

"Yes, exactly what you think!"

Yan Renxu "!!!"

He didn't say anything, how could he know what he was thinking.

"Well, with my cultivation base, if I meet someone with a strong character, I will be beaten. But I don't feel the Yin Qi, so it shouldn't be ghosts."

Of course this Gu Qingjue knew that the appearance of death was not like this when ghosts haunted him.

"Ghosts are not the only things in this world that can kill people!"

"Demon?"

"I didn't feel the monster aura either. If it's a monster and can hide the monster aura, then my cultivation base is much higher than mine. I can't possibly notice it."

Seeing that Gu Qingjue didn't speak, Yan Renxu moved back: "If it's not a demon, could it be a demon?"

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