Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

"Is there anyone suspicious at the scene?" Wuming asked.

"Suspicious person?" The steward was stunned. "It was too chaotic at the time. We were busy fighting the fire and didn't notice..."

"Immediately order Tian Jin to check carefully, everyone present at that time, to see if there are any clues."

"Yes."

"I'll go to the scene to have a look. Wang Ye and Liu Die are here. You send someone to watch over them, and don't let them get into trouble."

"Yes."

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Wuming and his guards searched the ruins of the fire site for two full hours.

Nothing was found.

The entire courtyard was completely burned by the fire, leaving nothing behind.

Not even a dead body could be found.

Wuming originally thought of the scene, looking for something left by the murderer, maybe he could track down the whereabouts of the murderer by relying on his breath.

Unfortunately, the fire burned all the traces.

Coupled with the heavy rain, there were no traces left at the scene......

It seems that it will take some time to find the perpetrator.

Wuming sighed, turned around, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I heard the voice of the steward coming from outside.

It was still raining, so I couldn't hear clearly what the steward said.

Wuming clenched his umbrella tightly and was about to go out to check the situation when suddenly a figure flashed over.

It is the pride of the East.

He didn't take an umbrella, his whole body was drenched by the rain, his hair was messy sticking to his face, and he looked very embarrassed.

Walking, unsteady, in a trance.

Behind them are the steward holding an umbrella and a large group of maidservants.

The expression on his face was very anxious.

"My lord, why did you come here?" Wuming hurried over, and moved the umbrella to the top of Dongfang Aoshi's head.

"What did you find?" Dongfang Aoshi didn't answer, and asked Wuming directly.

Wuming shook his head and sighed long, "The fire burned everything, and with the rain, there was no breath left."

Dongfang Aoshi's figure flickered and almost fell.

Wuming and the steward quickly reached out to support him.

"My lord, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was very hoarse, as if he had been dry for a long time.

"Why are you all right?" The steward handed over the dry cloth worriedly, "My lord's illness has never healed. He vomited blood just now, and now he's drenched in the rain...My lord, there's Mr. Unknown here, you'd better go back to your room to rest. Otherwise, the condition will be more serious!"

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the steward lightly, but ignored him, "What about her?"

"Her?" Wuming was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that Dongfang Aoshi asked gently, "There is nothing at the scene."

He had thought that the body would be found in the fire, but he didn't.

Wuming glanced at the steward, "Has anyone moved here?"

"Tian Jin brought the guards to deal with it." The steward paused here, gave Dongfang Aoshi a look, and then slowly continued, "The guards found several corpses here and carried them out."

"Where is it?" Wuming frowned, feeling ominous in his heart.

He also thought that there was nothing at the scene, and that gentleness might still be alive.

After the steward said this, Wuming could no longer remain optimistic.

"This..." The steward took another look at Dongfang Aoshi.