Grudge Breaker

Chapter 307 A hundred secrets and one sparse
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"Do you have any impression of Lu Chi's robe, hakama and boots?"

Mo Tingfeng didn't even raise his head, looked at the footprints on the ground and suddenly spoke.

Song Weichen almost didn't dare to look at the corpse, so she naturally couldn't answer. Upon hearing this, she opened her big eyes and looked at Ding Heran for help, like a poor student who was afraid of being called on by the teacher to answer a question.

However, he was busy helping her "threaten" the resentment-breaking master who discovered the corpse during patrol, and he did not observe it carefully. The two were feeling ashamed, and Ye Wujiu took over the conversation at the right time.

"The toes of his hakama boots are particularly dirty, stained with a lot of locust mucus. The robe below the knee is obviously even dirtier. Judging from the mud, it is likely that it was contaminated in this cave."

Mo Tingfeng nodded with satisfaction and pointed at the footprints of Lu Chi on the ground.
"The road surface in this section of the cave is relatively flat, but his heels and toes have obvious heavy marks, which means that his legs are stiff, resulting in uneven force on the soles of his feet."

"In addition, the footprints show that his steps were sometimes long and sometimes short, which further proves that Lu Chi was unable to fully control his movements."

He pointed to the toe marks of footprints that were several steps apart. It seemed that his left and right feet were out of control, each moving in its own direction and not converging in the same direction.

"If a conscious person walks, then he has no magical power, and his steps are usually steady and consistent. The distance between his footprints is also relatively regular. And because the direction is clear, his toes usually move along a relatively straight line. Obviously, Lu Chi's footprints are not like this."

"Coupled with the obvious dirtiness on his toes and below his knees, this is typical of someone who cannot control his actions."

"So I have every reason to suspect that when Lu Chi entered the cave, he was sleepwalking or his consciousness was enslaved."

"Boss Mo, you inferred from the footprints that Lu Chi's consciousness was controlled, so it was murder?"

Song Weichen really couldn't think of a second possibility.

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"No, the footprints are just supporting evidence. The real evidence of homicide is the fatal wound on Lu Chi's chest."

Not only Song Weichen, but also Ding Heran and Ye Wujiu were a little surprised by his words.

Both the coroner and the evidence department's tracing results confirmed that the wound was caused by Lu Chi himself. How could it be evidence of homicide?
"You didn't observe the body, so you don't know."

Mo Tingfeng took out a handkerchief and helped Song Weichen carefully wipe the mud off his hands from where he had touched the footprints in the cave.

"The shape and direction of the wound can be used to infer the dominant hand of the person who committed suicide. Wounds caused by the right hand are mostly inclined from left to right, and vice versa, from right to left."

"Lü Chi's dominant hand is his right hand, but the fatal wound on his chest was clearly caused by his left hand. If a person is determined to die, he will never deliberately give up using his dominant hand and use his other hand to commit suicide."

"This can only mean that the person who controlled his consciousness and made him commit suicide had a left hand as his dominant hand."

"Based on the above two reasons, I conclude that Lu Chi was murdered. And the real mastermind is still lurking in Si Chen Mansion!"

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Mo Tingfeng's inference convinced everyone.

From this, it seems that Lu Chi did not want to give the blood curse water to Du Juan.

Perhaps the half footprint on the roof of the pharmacy was also intentional, which is why he went to the back mountain on the day of the forest banquet, but did nothing but walked a few steps and left.

It was simply that the real murderer had let Lu Chi stay there on purpose!
The person behind the scenes clearly intended to divert the attention of Mo Tingfeng and others to Lu Chi, and wanted to end the matter with his suicide so that he could continue to hide.

But no matter how careful you are, there is always a loophole.
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"Boss Mo, you are simply the reincarnation of Di Renjie! Conan possessed! Sherlock Holmes reincarnated!"

Song Weichen turned on the flatterer mode,
"We all have only two eyes. How do you see so much extra information?"

Mo Tingfeng smiled briefly, then his expression turned serious again. "We might as well take advantage of the situation. Don't mention Lu Chi anymore. Let's close this case now."

"He Ran, Wu Jiu, you should focus on checking the people in the mansion who are left-handed. Remember to keep a low profile and don't ask others to do it for you."

"Yes!"

The two men followed the order, but Ye Wujiu began to murmur in his heart. Lu Chi had Class C magical abilities, and his will was firm and his cultivation was profound. It was not easy to control his consciousness easily, which meant that this left-handed man had at least Class B magical abilities, and was particularly good at the art of controlling the mind.

However, he knew at least 70% of the masters of destroying grudges in the mansion, if not 80%. As far as he could remember, there seemed to be no one with B-level magical powers, who was good at mind control and was left-handed.

"The person behind the scenes is hiding very deeply, we must not be careless."

Mo Tingfeng stared into Ye Wujiu's eyes and added solemnly, obviously understanding his concerns.
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"Oh, I thought of someone!"

Song Weichen's eyes lit up.
"Isn't the social phobia guy in Uncle Fei's team, the one called Meng Meng Da, patrolling the Sanzu River? He is best at finding the cause by touching things. Let him touch the dagger - wouldn't it be clear who is behind all this?"

Isn't it about finding the murderer? He's good at it!

Song Weichen was half right.

Meng Mengda can indeed sense the scene before death within a certain period of time and the emotions of the deceased at that time through the murder weapon, but he can only "see" what happened in the cave and cannot detect the person who remotely controlled Lu Chi's behavior.

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Mo Tingfeng had a hunch that the reason Lu Chi came to the Realm of Youmie was because the person who enslaved his consciousness was here, and he wanted to capture him but failed to do so.

"You can't use Mon Mengda."

"The matter of Lu Chi should be kept secret, especially to all the resentment-breaking masters in Sanzu River. The case is closed here and should not be mentioned again."

"Also, pay special attention to the resentment-breaking masters who have been ordered to assist in the investigation of Youmei Realm in the past few days, especially those who appeared here without any inspection orders."

As soon as he said this, the three of them understood that he was particularly suspecting the underground network breaker led by Ye Wujiu, and the subordinates of the case writing department led by Fei Shu who were currently in charge of patrolling the Sanzu River.

Song Weichen blinked his eyes, "Can't I even tell Uncle Fei?"

He has worked in Sichen Mansion for thousands of years, with more seniority than Mo Tingfeng. He is also familiar with all the personnel situations and can be called a walking dictionary in the mansion. It's a pity that he has no magical power, otherwise the territory lord would have transferred him to an important position long ago.

Mo Tingfeng shook his head. "He is soft-hearted and nagging, so it's easy for the news to leak out. The first person I must be careful not to say is Uncle Fei."

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As he was speaking, Ye Wujiu suddenly staggered and was about to fall, and Ding Heran quickly caught him.

"Lao Ye!"

He saw that the place on his arm where he was hit by Ma Zhenchun's Death Fire Prominence was bleeding again, but Ye Wujiu didn't care at all. He only felt a monster roaring in his ears, and the sound was so piercing that it seemed to burst through his blood vessels - no, blood was indeed flowing out of his ears.

Along with that sharp scream, Ye Wujiu vaguely heard a voice,
“Kill… kill…”

“…Kill me!”

It’s the necromancer Ma Zhenchun.

"puff!"

Ye Wujiu spat out a mouthful of black blood, and when the blood fell to the ground, a few wisps of black smoke rose up. He could no longer support himself and leaned diagonally in Ding Heran's arms.