C93

After the meal at the Discipline Hall, it would be hard to stay alert under the scorching hot wind. On the other hand, Ling Yun and the other two people were an exception. It was as if they had gained a lot of motivation.

"Hello everyone. I am the blade guard of the Punishment Hall. My name is Sikong. Just call me Little Kong." A fully armed guard walked over. He should be the guide mentioned by Xing Yu.

"Just call me Uncle Kong, messing with seniority isn't good." As a descendant of a well-known family, Ling Yun valued etiquette, and naturally didn't want to use seniority recklessly.

"As you wish, the lord has asked me to bring you guys to the scene of the crime, come, follow me," Saying that, he turned around and left. Although his words were polite, he did not give them any face, probably because the three of them were only children, and were actually favored by the lord of the punishment. And after working so hard for such a long time, he was not even comparable to the group of little brats that had just arrived.

The three of them had no choice but to follow up on him. Uncle Murong's matter was more important, so they didn't want to waste their time talking to him.

After turning a corner, they arrived at a tightly sealed place. Although a restaurant of such a scale looked a little desolate now, it was definitely brightly lit normally. "Here we are," said Sikong calmly.

"Mn, then go and busy yourself, Uncle Kong. Leave this place to us." Seeing his attitude, Lingyun did not want to keep him, so he found an excuse to send him away.

"Young Noble Ling, you must be joking. My job is to protect everyone's safety." Sikong Qing slightly smiled. He was extremely dissatisfied with Ling Yun's words.

"Then you just wait here for a while. We'll be out after taking a look at the scene," Lingyun instructed. In reality, he did not want him to interfere.

There was nothing he could do. Si Kong could only stay outside the restaurant and 'wait patiently'.

With the entry token to the Punishment Court, the journey was indeed smooth and the reputation of the Punishment Lord rose to a new level in the hearts of the people.

In terms of strength, he is much more powerful than the Imperial City's Overseer. Let's go, the place they stayed last night should be at the back. "Lingyun couldn't help but praise the overseer, and continued to bring the group towards their lodging.

"Who is it?" A sturdy middle-aged man with a large blade spoke. He waved the blade in his right hand, blocking the path of the group. It was obvious that he was the one in charge of this area.

"We are here to investigate a case," Ling Yun said calmly, while handing over the residence's passage order for him to see.

"Oh, Lord Xing's men, you're being rude," the muscular man said as he bowed in apology. "Come with me. Although I don't know what Lord Xing is thinking, he actually sent a few children over, but I hope you'll find out that General Murong is innocent."

"So you're saying that you have some sort of relationship with Uncle Murong?" Lingyun asked, and he could hear a hint of pain and helplessness in the man's voice.

"That's not true. The unilateral General Murong is my savior. I will definitely never forget this friendship." The brawny man said passionately, but it did not cause him to be unable to see the way. He almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Are you alright?" Ling Yun hurried forward, and asked with concern. The brawny man's good impression of these kids immediately increased. He replied, "It's fine, just twisted his leg a bit. There's nothing wrong. Come, follow me."

After turning a few corners and passing a well, the robust man stopped and pointed to the innermost room, repeatedly reminding, "This is the room where the crime was committed, a secret room. That morning, only General Murong was able to run out in panic and did not see anyone enter, so I will allow you to look around as you please.

Lingyun and Fan Mu's expressions were still normal. Their minds should not be determined from a normal person's point of view, but the moment Susu stepped into the room, she was so scared that she did not dare open her eyes. She trembled and took two steps back, panting heavily, not daring to take another step.

He had read a few medical books and had a basic understanding of the structure of the human body, so he was naturally immune to the blood. Besides, as a Jade Cultivator, there was still a long way to go before he could kill a Jade Cultivator. If it wasn't for the fact that General Murong was involved with a royal concubine, as long as the plot wasn't too bad, he wouldn't have been executed too late.

"Um, Susu, why don't you wait at the door with that uncle. Little Fan and I will be fine here." Lingyun's figure flashed and appeared in front of Susu, afraid that he would leave some shadow in her heart.

With a sad face, Susu nodded her head and backed out. Seeing the little girl's aggrieved look, the strong man didn't care about his face and continued to play with the little girl.

The room was spacious, but it was nothing compared to Lingyun's castle. After Susu left, Fan Mu closed the door and started searching with Lingyun.

The first thing that caught their attention was not the burnt half room on the right side, but the bloodstain. There was actually a glass shard with faint light on it, which was full of black burns, and if they were not mistaken, it should have come from a complete glass cup, and most people would have thought that it was just a struggling process, and would have accidentally knocked it off while evading, but Fan Mu did not think that way. He felt that there was a deep meaning behind this glass, and was just about to flip it with his hand, when Lingyun sternly stopped him, "Don't touch anything at the scene, didn't you have a brain?"

"But this," Fan Mu pointed at the half-curved path on the ground for Lingyun to see, but the other half was blocked by glass scraps and could not be identified.

Fan Mu tried to remove the layer of dregs on his forehead, but was blocked by Lingyun. He could only stare at Lingyun's glasses, at a loss of what to do.

"Uh, Little Fan, don't act cute. It's more like it to Susu, it's useless to me," Lingyun could not help but complain when he saw Fan Mu give him a silly look.

"Alright, I'm just teasing you. Don't you think that these marks look like something?" Fan Mu acted very confidently, asking Lingyun for the answer.

"This?" I think it's the bottom of this cup. " After thinking for a while, Lingyun gave his final answer. He was relieved when Fan Mu gave him a thumbs up. He thought to himself that this kid's IQ was almost suppressed again, but the two of them reached an agreement.