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Chapter 372 The Non-Existent Murderer

Chapter 372 The Non-Existent Murderer
Upon hearing this, Chen Er's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, woman!"

The beautiful middle-aged woman dared not speak anymore after hearing his roar, and shrank back behind the sick man.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyi quickly stood in front of her and said, "Don't be afraid. With me here, no one dares to touch you!"

After that, she asked the beautiful middle-aged woman, "Big sister, besides Shen Biaotou, did you see anyone else go out?"

"Ah, I don't know about other people. I fell asleep after feeding." The beautiful middle-aged woman whispered.

Gu Qingyi combined Chen Er’s previous remarks with the words of the middle-aged beautiful woman.

If someone else left the ruined temple after Shen Zhou, there would be no reason for the people from Xingtong Escort Agency to hide it.

Because even if this cannot completely clear Shen Zhou of suspicion, at least more people can share the pressure.

It seems that the case is very clear. Unless there is a killer lying in ambush outside the temple, Shen Zhou is the murderer of He Qisheng.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyi's gaze towards Shen Zhou became cold.

Shen Zhou's heart sank as well, and he hurriedly said, "Well, I did go out once in the middle of the night, but it was because I was worried that the heavy rain would trigger a flash flood and wash away the plank road ahead, delaying tomorrow's trip.

"I didn't see He Shaoxia after I left. Chen Er just lied for me because he didn't want you to doubt me."

"How are you going to prove it?"

Shen Zhou thought for a moment and said, "I went out to investigate and found footprints. Although some of them may have been washed away by the rainstorm, some are still there."

After hearing what he said, Gu Qingyi didn't waste any words and immediately walked out of the temple.

There were indeed a lot of messy footprints scattered on the open space in front of the temple.

Because it rained heavily tonight, the footprints and horse hoof prints of the crowd had been almost washed away. Now only four types of footprints could be identified, all of which were left recently.

The two disciples of Songxi Sword School stepped forward first to identify their own footprints. There were two types of footprints left. Malu took off one of He Qisheng's boots, and the shape and size matched one of the footprints.

The last remaining footprint belongs to Shen Zhou.

The footprints were exactly as Shen Zhou had said. After leaving the ruined temple, they headed south, came to the plank road, turned around and then turned back to the temple.

Although there were some interruptions in the middle, the movement trajectory was still very clear.

Gu Qingyi checked the footprints and found that Shen Zhou had not been to the back of the ruined temple as he said.

On the other hand, looking at He Qisheng's footprints, he went straight to the back wall after going out, and it seemed that he really went to the toilet.

It seems that they went out one after another but didn't really meet each other.

Hey, could it be that He Qisheng was really killed by someone outside the temple?

Gu Qingyi frowned, but apart from the footprints of He Qisheng and the two disciples of Songxi Sword Sect, there was no fourth type of footprints under the back wall.

Could it be an internal fight among the Songxi Sword Sect?

Gu Qingyi looked at the two disciples of Songxi Sword Sect with a strange expression.

The tall and thin disciple said with a dark face, "Gu Shenbu, what do you think we mean? Are you suspecting that we have murdered our senior brother?"

Gu Qingyi indeed thought so in his heart, mainly because judging from the footprints, there was no one else nearby.

Unless He Qisheng committed suicide, these two brothers are the most suspicious now.

Fortunately, Ma Lu spoke again at this time, "Apart from Chief Shen and these two young men from Songxi Sword Sect, it is not certain that no one else has been here."

"Ah?" Gu Qingyi was a little surprised. "You mean to say that the escort named Chen Er from Xingtong Escort Agency lied again?" Chen Er said immediately, "I didn't lie. I didn't see anyone else go out when I was on guard. In my opinion, He... He Shaoxia must have been killed by the people who ambushed outside the temple!"

Ma Lu said, "Don't be so sure. I slept late last night and saw you keeping watch. You were facing the temple gate when you were on guard, right?"

"That's right." Chen Er nodded, "So if anyone goes in or out, I will definitely see it."

"But what if that person doesn't go through the front door?"

"Ok?"

"This is a dilapidated temple," Malu said, "A dilapidated temple means that there are many holes in the temple. I walked around the temple before and found holes in the walls and the roof.

"If someone came out of these holes, you wouldn't be able to see them."

"This..." Chen Er hesitated for a moment, "I actually don't stare at the front door all the time. I look around every once in a while."

"But your attention is mainly on those people in the martial arts world. And although there is a fire in the temple, you should only be able to see clearly the area about 30 to 40 meters away from the fire. If it is farther away, you can only see the general outline."

"You mean..." Gu Qingyi raised his eyebrows.

"That old beggar," Malu said, "has been lying motionless in the corner since I entered the temple, with a straw mat covering his body. Most people would ignore his existence.

"If he sneaked away through the hole in the middle of the night, Brother Chen who was on guard probably wouldn't have noticed, because no one would notice if there was someone under the straw mat."

"Well, I really didn't pay much attention to the situation over there..." Chen Er recalled and admitted.

"But there are no traces of his footprints here." Gu Qingyi's brows were still furrowed.

Ma Lu looked up at the roof and then asked Gu Qingyi, "If someone launches a sneak attack with a hidden weapon here and duels with He Shaoxia in a private mode, will the duel take place upstairs or downstairs?"

"In that case, it should be below." Gu Qingyi said, "Because the hidden weapon hit He Shaoxia below, the battle location is also below. If the attackers choose the non-public mode, we in the temple will not be able to hear the sound of the battle, but they will still leave footprints on the ground."

"Huh?" Malu was also stunned.

The main reason is that he has just come into contact with the rules of this world and only has a vague understanding of many things.

However, his reasoning was also stuck in this way, because if someone launched a sneak attack and the battle took place below, it would also leave traces.

Could it be that He Qisheng really committed suicide, or was killed by his two fellow disciples?

There seems to be no other explanation besides this, but Malu still feels that there is something seriously wrong with the old beggar.

Gu Qingyi obviously noticed this, and since all other clues were gone at this moment, she decided to try her luck with the old beggar.

At least the first half of Millipede's analysis makes sense.

Everyone returned to the temple. Gu Qingyi walked to the corner where the old beggar was curled up and called out softly.

"Old man, wake up, I have something to ask you."

She shouted three times in a row, raising her voice the last two times, but the figure under the straw mat did not respond at all.

Gu Qingyi reached out and patted the old beggar's shoulder again, but the latter remained motionless.

Finally, the tall and thin disciple of Songxi Sword School lost his patience and lifted him up from under the straw mat. "You are pretending to be deaf and dumb, old man? Inspector Gu asks you a question..."

However, the next moment his voice stopped abruptly because he was shocked to find that the old beggar was already dead.

(End of this chapter)

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