Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 332 The monk's story.

It is not very difficult to investigate these monks. Everyone investigates separately, and after an incense stick of time, the investigation is clear.

But at this time, it was getting late, and many pilgrims had returned to their rooms to rest. Although those monks hadn't left, they were all sitting on the ground and chanting scriptures.

In the Buddhist hall, the lights flickered, flickering against the face of the old monk, giving people a sense of desolation.

Bao Zheng was not afraid of anything. After asking everyone to sit down, he said, "Let's talk about the results of the investigation."

The elder brother Wu Neng who Yin Wucuo investigated was Wu Neng. He cleared his throat and said, "Wu Neng became a monk halfway, but he became a monk very early, so he has a very good relationship with this old monk. Regarding the old monk, he I know a lot. I asked him about the old monk. He said that his master became a monk when he was 20 years old. He traveled around for the next ten years. He came back ten years later and became the abbot of the Three Buddha Temple. Now he is the abbot. It has been more than 20 years, Wu Neng said, he entered the school when his master was the abbot, and since then, the old monk seldom goes out."

After Yin Wucuo finished speaking, everyone could vaguely hear something from these words, but if they thought carefully about what important clues were in these words, it was difficult to understand.

Afterwards, Wen Meng talked about Wujing.

"Wujing also became a monk halfway. He used to be a robber blocking the way. Later, he met an old monk and was persuaded by him to become a monk. He didn't know much about the old monk. He only said that he was very good, but I think this Wujing is very suspicious. He has a bad temper and is the easiest to attack suddenly, and he was a robber before, and his bad habits die hard."

Bao Zheng nodded slightly, feeling that what Wen Meng said made sense.

Hua Wan'er is investigating the little monk Wukong.

"Little novice Wukong has been investigated. He came to the temple since he was a child. I heard that one morning, the monk who swept the floor opened the gate of the temple and found a baby abandoned at the door crying. He took the baby back. Well, the little monk Wukong is very smart, and he is deeply loved by the old monk, so the old monk passed on a lot of things to him, if he is older, the position of abbot may be passed on to him."

Regarding the situation that Hua Waner said, everyone also nodded to express their understanding, followed by what Hua Lang said about the third junior brother Gohan.

"This fat monk is very interesting. He came here to become a monk just because he ate too much and his family couldn't support him, so he came here to make a living. He studied the scriptures seriously, but he always memorized them. I don't know very well, but the more he eats, the more he eats. Finally, he is quite popular, so everyone didn't say anything. He didn't know much about the old monk, and he just said that he was very good and would accept him as a teacher. only."

Now that the four of them have finished speaking, they have a deeper understanding of the old monk and his four disciples, but after knowing this, can they know who the murderer is?

Bao Zheng pondered for a moment, looked at Hua Lang and asked, "Brother Hua, do you know who the murderer is?"

Hwarang shook his head and said, "I don't know for now, but I suddenly understood the principle of the secret room."

"Do you know how the murderer made the secret room?" Everyone asked in surprise.

Hwarang nodded, "That's right."

"How did the murderer create the secret room?"

Hwarang smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "The secret room was not created by the murderer, but by the old monk himself."

This sentence made everyone puzzled. How could the old monk build a secret room by himself? Could it be that Hwarang thought that the old monk killed himself?

Everyone wanted Hwarang to explain more, but Hwarang just smiled without saying a word, and kept staring at the dark night outside, as if he wanted to see the inspiration to solve the case from that dark night.

There is a little star in the dark night, but the star is too small to illuminate the whole night sky.

The bleak wind blew again, making Hwarang and the others tremble a little, and the white cloth on the old monk almost flew off.

Time passed by, and the monks had already gone back to rest. Since Hwarang and the others couldn't figure out who the murderer was, they couldn't have been waiting.

At midnight, the moon broke through the thick clouds and exposed a corner. Looking up, you can faintly see the slowly drifting clouds and the cold air on the moon.

I do not know when, dance.

White mist enveloped the entire Sanfo Temple full of ancient rhyme. Bao Zheng and Wen Meng were drowsy, but Hwarang was still looking at the night outside, his eyes were motionless, and one even wondered if he was still asleep.

Bao Zheng took a nap, his dark head suddenly fell down, he woke up suddenly, saw Hua Lang sitting there motionless, he was somewhat puzzled, wanted to call him, but at this moment, Hua Lang suddenly Standing up from the chair, he shouted excitedly: "I see, I finally understand."

Everyone was awakened by Hwarang's voice, and they all stood up quickly, and even asked, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Hwarang nodded: "That's right, a place that we have neglected, if we thought about it earlier, we wouldn't have to stay up all night here."

"Then why did the murderer kill the old monk?"

Hwarang shook his head: "I don't know, but this needs to be told by the murderer."

Hearing Hwarang's words, everyone was a little disappointed. If they didn't even know the murderer's motive, how would they catch the murderer, and how could they be sure that that person was the murderer?

But seeing Hwarang's confident expression, everyone was faintly infected, after all, Hwarang had never let them down.

At this time, Bao Zheng asked: "How will Brother Hua plan to find out the murderer?"

Hwarang smiled lightly and said, "Let him come out by himself."

Everyone looked at Hwarang and felt that he was too confident tonight. The murderer killed someone, how could he stand up by himself?

The wind whizzed past, and the bell of the Three Buddha Temple was rang in the middle of the night. All the monks woke up from their sleep, and then rushed to the Buddhist hall. Some monks were dressed in disarray because they were too hasty .

The smog at night was very heavy, and everyone rushed to the Buddhist hall, inevitably colliding with each other, so the quarrel lasted for a long time, and they slowed down when the lights of the Buddhist hall illuminated the road.

The Buddhist hall is not small, and many monks come here to chant scriptures and do evening classes every night, and tonight, there are also many monks here.

Brothers Wu Neng, Wu Jing, Wu Fan and Wu Kong came to the Buddhist hall, first knelt down to their master, then got up and looked at Bao Zheng and Hwarang and they asked: "Several benefactors called us here, is it right?" Did you find the murderer who killed my master?"

Hwarang smiled faintly and nodded slightly: "Exactly!"