Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Mao Qi didn't go far either. He came back soon. When he came back, he saw Mr. Zhao standing beside Mrs. Zhao's body.

And Mr. Zhao looked in a certain direction, and a black figure flashed by in that direction. Mao Qi was about to follow him when he saw Mr. Zhao sitting on the ground, covering his face and crying.

Soon, other people came out of the room and gathered around. Mao Qi delayed for a while, but he couldn't find where the figure left. He simply stayed in the yard to see who was not there.

"I stood outside the crowd and had a general look, not sure who was not in the yard at that time." Mao Qi said.

She preferred that the accomplices of Mr. Zhao were the pilgrims trapped in the temple, and all the pilgrims lived in the courtyard, so she was waiting to see who was missing, because the figure was out of the courtyard at that time.

Thinking of this, Mao Qimou suddenly congealed. She stared at Feng Quan tightly and said in a cold voice: "that person was not in the yard at that time. I'm not sure who was not in the yard, because some people hid in the room, neither turned on the light, nor just opened a seam, or even did not open the seam, but I can make sure."

She looked at Constable Feng. Before she spoke, Shen Qing sat at the table and said, "Constable Feng, you came in from outside. Can you explain? Where did you go in the evening? Who can testify to you? "

"The abbot can testify to me." Being suspected, Constable Feng was not angry either. He said in a deep voice: "after dark, I was investigating clues. Later, I met the abbot and sat in his meditation room until someone said that he had died again. The abbot can testify to this. "

Constable Feng said.

Shen Qingshi and Mao Qiding looked at him for a while, then they took back their eyes. They looked at each other. Shen Qingshi nodded slightly.

Mao Qi knew that the suspect of constable Feng had been relieved.

After all, not long after Mao Qi saw the shadow leave, Constable Feng rushed over. During that time, it was less than half a pillar of incense. According to Constable Feng, he had been with the abbot for at least an hour.

So Constable Feng can't be the killer.

"Because the movement happened across from us." Mao Qi then said, "so I paid special attention to the room in that direction. What's not so good is that no one came out of the rooms opposite us at that time."

"Opposite your room, one of them is Zhang Xiucai's room. Zhang Xiucai is dead, so it's normal that no one comes out. Then, the rest..."

After thinking for a while, Constable Feng asked Maoqi, "girl, can you circle the movement and the stillness in a certain range and tell me the rooms in the range. I'll go to investigate again tomorrow."

"Yes." Mao at seven o'clock told Constable Feng the direction in which he was aware of the movement.

Constable Feng frowned and said, "Li Xiucai's room is also in this range."

"Anyone can be the killer." Shen Qingshi said: "just now, we even doubt you."

"The young master said that." Constable Feng answered and got up to say goodbye.

When Constable Feng left, Shen Qing was a little tired. He reached out and pinched the center of his eyebrows. He said in a low voice: "I wanted to come out to relax, but I didn't want to provoke so much right and wrong."