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Chapter 361 Solve the case, the fishing duo from Fufeng (two chapters in one)

"However, Brother Yan, how are you going to investigate this case?"

Wang Anfeng was silent for a while, looked at Yan Ling, and said:

"Even if we know that there is something strange about this matter, but it has happened for so long, the murderer who committed the case should have left long ago, and it is difficult to find any new clues on the body..."

Yan Ling's eyes were extremely quiet, he glanced at Wang Anfeng, smiled slightly, and said:

"There is another way, but this way is a bit of a gamble..."

"I'll tell you later."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he was ordered to stop talking in time, and did not continue. After a few breaths, the black-clothed boy helped the old man out. The old man was holding a pot of tea in his hand, with a light tea fragrance, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said :
"A cup of clear tea, my lords, don't dislike it."

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Today, in the city of Fengyue, another faint news came out.

The murder case that happened on the road a few days ago seems to be somewhat suspicious, it was not as simple as it was originally. It is said that for this murder case, two Shangguans from the Ministry of Punishment made a special trip from Fufeng City.

The city was usually calm and peaceful, so such a breaking news spread quickly, and almost everyone knew about it.

Because I witnessed the fat pig-like county Wei An before and after the horse, waiting for the young Shangguan to live in the most luxurious inn in the city, so no one in the city doubted the news, on the contrary, the private discussion became more and more heated.

I don't know who killed the girl...

I don't know if this young man can solve the case.

That night.

Yan Ling stood alone in the middle of the guest room, facing the window, looking at the quite dark sky outside.

Eyes slightly closed.

In my mind, I thought about what I said secretly with Wang Anfeng this afternoon, and the arrangement I specially ordered to go on, and the clues that gradually connected in my mind, and my heart gradually calmed down.

This kind of arrangement should be fine, both sides have already arranged it properly, heh, if An Feng hadn't followed along, I'm afraid there is no way to deal with this matter today.

Can't handle the case?

A few days after the homicide, theft occurred again and again.

The most important thing is that all the arresters involved in this case were thieves in their homes, and even the treasury was almost touched.

With such an obvious clue, why can't the case be solved?can not?Or do not want to?
It's no wonder that the Criminal Department of Tianjing wants to select famous arresters and arrest them all over the world.

A little luck rose in Yan Ling's heart, and a little self-deprecating.

Then there was another emotion that made his blood tremble.

Dingding stood for a long time, ordered to put away his emotions, let out a breath, turned back, sat at the table, flipped through the files brought by the candlelight, the blue package and saber from the deceased were all Putting it on the table, it wasn't until the whole city fell into a deadly silence that he finally came back to his senses and raised his head.

Seeming to be extremely tired, he moved his neck and made two crisp sounds.

Yan Ling stood up, stretched his waist, and walked slowly to the window while exercising his muscles and bones.

Looking at the night outside, he murmured:
"It's so late, it's time to sleep..."

"There is really nothing wrong with this case. Forget it. Tomorrow, I will bring these things back to the Fufeng Criminal Department and seal up the case. If I come out this time, I will be doing my duty at least, and I can record it for a while." achievement."

When he said this, the whole person looked out the window at night.

He was obviously saying some lazy words, but his eyes were as quiet as a dark night.

Shaking his head and sighing twice, he closed the window, blew out the light, and lay down on the bed.

It seemed that he was really exhausted, but in a short time, he had already let out a very rhythmic snoring sound.

Time passed slowly, and the originally closed window was suddenly pushed open a gap from the outside. If you look carefully, the surrounding area has been cracked by clever force, and then there is pure white smoke pouring in from the outside. I don't know if it is an illusion. The sound of breathing seemed to become longer and weaker.

After waiting for a while, the window was pulled open with a light click.

A man in nocturnal clothes turned over and fell into the room without making a sound. He raised his eyes and glanced at the young man who was sleeping soundly over there, his heart relaxed, and he raised his hand to carefully hold the package and long sword in his arms. In the middle, it was like a blue smoke, drifting towards the window, his figure flickered a few times, and he had already landed on the long street, and he was deeply relieved.

Complex and secretly hate.

If it wasn't for his lip-speaking skills, the official of the Ministry of Punishment would have left tomorrow if he found out.

How could he act so recklessly today.

But it's ok, it's finally here.

He held the package in his hand, but he didn't relax completely. He got up his body, flew out like a flying bird, and sprinted towards the west until he saw the towering city wall.

He never slowed down, but instead took a deep breath, his internal force was running, and he stepped on the void, the powerful internal force forcibly compressed the air in front of his feet, and he walked directly on the void.

In just a few breaths, he had already jumped out of the city wall of Fengyue City.

The guards on the city wall seemed to hear something strange, and their expressions changed slightly.

Just at this moment, the air that had been forcibly compressed earlier lost its restraint of internal force, and surged in all directions, making a shrill, ghost-like whistling sound, which attracted the attention of the defenders, their expressions slightly relaxed.

"It turned out to be the wind...it scared me."

The man in the night-cloth ran ahead several kilometers at a rapid pace, and then he stopped. He threw away the sword in his hand and carefully placed the burden in his hand on the ground. Seeing the color of ecstasy, the ecstasy almost made his palms tremble slightly.

It took a few breaths of time to untie the package on the ground just now, and the ecstasy in the eyes turned into more intense anger and disbelief, almost coughing up blood.

"Is it a surprise?"

A clear voice sounded.

Under the moonlight, a young man in red clothes came slowly, and stood ten meters behind the man in night clothes, holding a horizontal knife in his right hand, with straight eyebrows.

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Fox spirits and wild ghosts have existed since ancient times. Every night, lifeless places like Yizhuang will become more and more weird, making people feel numb.

The white flag fluttered at the door, and black coffins were densely lined up in the yard.

Obviously there is no wind, but the paper money on the ground is also flying around?
This place can almost scare the ordinary people to pieces.

But for warriors who really pursue martial arts, this place is no different from the bustling place.

Wang Anfeng sat quietly in the Yizhuang. In order to use the environment here to improve his strength, he changed into the policeman's red clothes and put on a white one. His eyes were slightly closed and his breathing was calm.

The sword with its scabbard lay across his lap.

His expression was peaceful, as if he had already blended into this gloomy environment. The old and the young in the yizhuang had already fallen asleep. In order to prevent them from being affected, Wang Anfeng used some calming medicine to make them sleep more deeply. .

The boy's mind recalled the things strictly explained——

After the murderer killed someone, he left behind traces that were difficult to appease, and then disappeared.

However, after that, thefts occurred frequently in the peaceful city, and even the house of the detective involved in the case was also stolen.

For such an abnormal thing, he obviously failed to get what he wanted at that time, but he confirmed that it must be on the girl. It was only because he didn't search carefully enough that day to find it.

This afternoon, Yan Ling told Wang Anfeng what he suspected in a low voice.

At that time, the young man's eyes were bright and cold, and he said slowly:
"I will release the news today. If he doesn't want to never get what he wants again, then he will definitely take action before tomorrow at the latest."

"They could go two places."

"One is where I have collected relics, and the other is where he failed to search carefully at that time."

"Yizhuang, corpse."

Wang Anfeng exhaled turbid air, put away all distracting thoughts in his mind, and sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he had lost his breath.

The wooden sword on the lap gradually became cold.

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The night was dark.

A black figure sprinted on the road, and every time he took a step, his body flew forward like flying catkins for several feet, light and effortless, like a shadow.

He raised his eyes, and Yizhuang was in front of him.

His eyes were full of pain and hatred that was so thick that it couldn't go away.

He ran all the way to the gate of Yizhuang, the courtyard door was wide open, he could see the black coffins lined up in the courtyard, and the pale paper money fluttering slightly in the night wind, but his heart was already as heavy as iron, and he stepped in, Going over the chilling arrangement in the courtyard, but he still had reason at this time, he raised his hand and gently pushed the door, but never opened it.

Taking a step back, he raised his right hand and clasped the hilt of the sword with five fingers.

With a long breath, there is a thunderous streamer chopping down.

In just an instant, the big lock full of copper rust broke directly from the middle and fell to the ground. The visitor put the sword back into the scabbard, pushed the door in, glanced across, and rushed towards the obviously newest coffin. Go, but before his palm was raised and landed on the coffin, his body froze suddenly.

"You came."

A figure stood quietly, or it might have been there a long time ago.

The man's heart beat uncontrollably.

This Yizhuang was originally a Taoist temple. There are many statues of immortals and gods in the main hall, which have not been taken care of for a long time.

The person in white was sitting cross-legged under a statue of a god, with a handsome face and a jade crown tied in his hair. His aura was faintly blended with the world, not like a person in the mortal world.

The man opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in his pupils. In a trance, he felt that the gods behind the man also opened their eyes at the same time, one in front and one behind, three feet apart, and the tall gods behind made the room even bigger. Empty and distant.

He could hardly tell whether the person in front of him was a man or a god.This masculinity was suppressed almost like a mountain, making his breathing stagnant and his thinking stopped turning.

After being stiff for a few breaths, the visitor instinctively used his internal strength to forcefully break free from this mental oppression, and then suddenly raised his hand and held it on the hilt of the sword. With a soft clang, the sword popped out directly, sprinkled cold light, and moved towards Wang Anfeng. To stab.

At this moment and here, under the grief of this heart, the murderous intent is boiling.

The sword went straight like a white rainbow.

As usual, Wang Anfeng stood up unhurriedly, took a step towards the side, the long sword brushed his temples, but there was no ripple in his heart.

The eyes are calm, and the breathing is still long.

Raise your right hand, your heart is like a flat lake, your body is like the King of Ming Dynasty, and you flick your fingers lightly on the edge of the sword.

It was as if ascetic monks were whispering in his heart.

Since ancient times, there have been mountains, immeasurably high, unfathomably high...

The Buddha said that a strong man can move mountains.

The Buddhist secret technique flows through the heart in an instant, outlining the left and right.

In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a Buddhist warrior, King Ming didn't move, immeasurable strength surged in his body, like a violent flame, but his state of mind was like a flat lake, without the slightest ripple.

With the Zen mind of Buddhism, controlling the force of moving mountains is the Zen of martial arts.

It is for Shaolin.

There was a loud clang and clang, instilled with powerful internal strength, the long sword trembled at an unimaginable speed like a flying eagle, and lost its original power. Wang Anfeng held his left hand behind his back, retracted his right hand once, and then popped it out again.

The sound of sword chant stopped abruptly.

The broken sword blade whirled and flew out, Wang Anfeng's eyes were emptied, and the memory flowed in his mind. The thumb and middle finger of his right hand were bent up, as if he was picking up a flower. Out of an artistic conception, he held the broken blade between his fingers.

The visitor drew out his dagger and was about to fight for his life, but saw a sharp blade pointing directly at the center of his eyebrow.

Sometimes the moonlight streams in.

The blade of the sword became colder and colder.

With the help of moonlight reflection, Wang Anfeng noticed the man's face at this moment, his expression changed slightly, and said:

"It's you?!"

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Outside the official road, the man in nocturnal clothes looked at Yan Ling in the red clothes of the fast arrester. The latter's face was square and meticulous.

But at this time, Fang Zheng's eyebrows are almost the worst mockery in the world.

Yan Ling looked at the man in front of him who was swept away by anger, and said lightly:

"Is it very strange, why the contents inside have been swapped?"

"You are indeed very cautious. After you failed to succeed that day, you directly went into hiding. However, maybe it was just your bad luck. You happened to meet the emperor's eldest grandson on a parade, and many cities stepped up their defenses."

"You don't dare to show up, you only dare to do the theft."

"And you are too impatient, the sudden murder case, and the police who handle the case will fail the theft a few days later, I can only think that there is something important about that girl, so important that you will risk staying here , so important that you would risk a theft patrol."

The expression of the man in black changed slightly. At this moment, the distance between the two is only ten steps. Their martial arts are similar to each other, and their auras are entangled.

"You released the news today?"

Yan Ling generously admitted, nodded, and said:
"If not, how would you visit the inn at night?"

"But you're more anxious than I thought."

"After seeing my lips, I couldn't even wait for an hour, so I shot directly."

The man snorted coldly, apparently acquiescing to what Yan Ling said, but for some reason, he never made a move or left, but stared at Yan Ling in red clothes with a pair of cold eyes.

The latter just stopped ten steps away from him, never approached or far away, glanced at him, and said lightly:
"By default?"

"But I'm still a little curious in my heart. If it's a vendetta, you don't need to have the slightest worries. Daqin won't take care of your dirty things."

"So you don't have to hide."

"If it wasn't for the Jianghu vendetta, then why did the person you killed appear here?"

"It's a vendetta, and you have to hide. I can only think that you are special, so special that even the Criminal Department of the Great Qin Dynasty will have no scruples when it finds your existence, and will directly kill you."

Yan Ling held the scabbard in his left hand, raised his right hand, and gently placed it on the handle.

The young man's face is confident and calm.

As if reading a criminal law, he said lightly:
"I, Daqin, the Ministry of Justice, don't have to worry about meeting them. There are five Jianghu forces that can be killed directly, and there are two that appear the most frequently in my Fufeng."

"Which two do you think it is?"

The night-walking man narrowed his eyes slightly.

His body tensed unconsciously.

Just at this time, Yan Ling's voice paused slightly, and a slight smile appeared on the square face of the young man. Looking at the night-walking man opposite him, he suddenly said in a relaxed tone:

"Are you waiting for your companion?"

"But why do you think I'm here, wasting time with you?"

"Don't forget, this place is around the city of Fufeng County."

The young man's voice was calm, as if mocking.

The man's expression suddenly changed.

Before Yan Ling's voice fell, there was already a gust of wind, and the man in black night clothes almost turned into a raging tide at this moment, tearing towards Yan Ling.

At some point in his hands, a broken blade about a foot long popped out from each of his hands, tearing out a series of sharp and sharp cold lights around his body, converging into one, like waves undulating, continuous, moving towards Strictly ordered to tear.

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and almost at the same time as the opponent made a move, he slightly lowered his body.

The frantic cold light almost brushed his hair.

The heart of the night walker jumped.

Empty? !

Suddenly there was a soft moan in my ear.

Yan Ling opened his eyes, a few scattered strands of black hair were reflected in his pupils, the Great Qin Hengdao was pulled out lightly, the blade touched the scabbard, and made a small and long humming sound, drumming to the left and right for a long time.

Accompanied by the whispering of the blade, Yan Ling took a step towards the right, Daqin Hengdao turned around, almost as cleverly as the pinnacle, and tore at the man's throat.

The man raised his hand, and the broken blade in his right hand stopped in front of his throat at the critical moment.

Sparks shot.

The two seventh-rank warriors fought to the death in an instant, and the air was compressed by brute force, forming waves visible to the naked eye.

Tearing, cutting, like a knife slashed out with all its strength, it suddenly swept across.

Amidst the bang, the trees broke down in the middle.

The man in black slid backwards with his feet rubbing against the ground, making two deep tracks on the ground. His right wrist trembled slightly, and he almost felt his arms aching.

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him who was even three points thin, his pupils were full of shock.

Yan Ling has come with strong winds, and the emotions in his eyes have gradually disappeared. They are no longer as gentle as Wang Anfeng is familiar with, and no longer look like a brother. At this time, Yan Ling is almost like a frozen lake in winter, and his eyes reveal calmly. With a biting chill.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he stopped abruptly three steps before the man, and then turned around.

The horizontal knife in the palm tore at the airflow, howled, and tore away towards the man's neck, creating a wave of pure white air.

The latter's expression changed slightly, he used lightness kung fu to forcibly retreat backwards, and then moved forward again strictly, the horizontal knife in his palm suddenly changed direction at the strongest point, stabbing straight forward, pointing directly at his heart.

At this moment, the man had no way to avoid it, so he forcibly pumped up his energy, and with the exquisite martial arts he had learned, he resisted this move with all his might.

bang,

The ground suddenly collapsed under his feet, and even though it was a solid ground, many cracks opened in an instant, and air waves gushed out from the gap.

These shattered rocks were engulfed by him and rushed towards Yan Ling, but the man found that Yan Ling hadn't even evaded, and let the rocks with swift force hit him.

The young man's expression became peaceful.

Holding the knife with both hands, gently move it downwards, the blade is clamped by two broken blades, but at this moment, it is like a swimming fish, from bottom to top, it suddenly swoops upwards.

The expression of the man in black suddenly changed, his head was thrown back, and then he felt that the clothes on his chest were directly scratched, his throat felt slightly cold, his heart trembled, and a huge force surged from his arms from nowhere, forcing Yan Ling away.

He suddenly retreated a few feet backwards, raised his hand to wipe it, and felt the tingling pain, and his hand was stained with blood.

Horror appeared in the eyes.

Is this catcher a lunatic?

He looked at the strict order and gritted his teeth. It is not that he has dealt with people in the Gongmen in the past, but he has never seen such a crazy, bold, and fierce young man in front of him.

Just now the two of them exchanged several moves, every step was dangerous, this fast move pointed at his vitals.

When he shot, he never left a retreat for him, nor did he leave a retreat for himself.

Such a ferocity is not inferior to the murderers in the Jianghu.

The young man was a little embarrassed at this time, his body was straight, and he held the horizontal knife in his palm at an angle.

The bright red blood slid down the blade and dripped on the ground.

Weiru prison.

He looked at the man on the other side who had lost most of his fighting spirit and was about to leave, his face returned to its original squareness, his eyes locked on him, and he said lightly:
"According to my "Great Qin Criminal Law", conspiracy, conspiracy, and chaos."

"There are three evils out of ten, those who are in the White Tiger Hall."

"Kill, not pardoned."

In the sound of the words, the momentum became more and more serious, Yan Ling's wrist moved slightly, the horizontal knife trembled, and he let out a long and low moan.

PS: Two in one today, almost [-] words...

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