Chapter 372 The Non-Existent Murderer
Hearing this sentence, Chen Er’s expression suddenly changed and he shouted, “That woman, don’t talk nonsense!”
That middle-aged beauty The woman suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore after being yelled at by him, and shrank back behind the sick man.
Seeing this, Gu Qingyi dodged and stood in front of her, "Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one dares to touch you!"
After saying that, she asked Nazhong again The beautiful young woman said, "Sister, besides Mr. Shen, did you see anyone else going out?"
"Ah, I don't know about the others. I went to bed after feeding." The beautiful middle-aged woman whispered.
Gu Qingyi combined Chen Er’s previous remarks with the middle-aged beautiful woman’s words.
If someone else left the ruined temple after Shen Zhou, the people from Xingtong Escort Bureau had no reason to hide it.
Because even if this cannot completely eliminate the suspicion of Shen Zhou, at least it can share the pressure with multiple people.
It seems that the case is very clear. Unless there is a killer ambushing outside the temple, Shen Zhou is the murderer of He Qisheng.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingyi's eyes towards Shen Zhou became colder.
Shen Zhou's heart also sank, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, I did go out in the middle of the night, but it was because I was worried that the heavy rain would cause flash floods and destroy the plank road in front, delaying tomorrow.
"I didn't see He Shaoxia after I went out. Chen Er just lied for me, just because he didn't want you to doubt me. "
"How do you prove it? "
Shen Zhou thought for a while, "I went out to investigate and found footprints. Although some of them may have been washed away by the heavy rain, some are still there. ”
When Gu Qingyi heard what he said, he didn't think nonsense, and immediately walked out of the temple gate.
The open space in front of the temple is indeed scattered with many messy footprints.
Because it rained heavily tonight, the previous footprints and horse hoof prints have been almost washed away. Now only four kinds of footprints can be identified, all of which were left recently.
The two Songxi Sword Sect disciples first stepped forward to identify their own footprints. There were two types of footprints left. Ma Lu took off one of He Qisheng's boots, and the shape and size coincided with one of the series of footprints.
The last kind of footprints left is that of the sinking boat.
The string of footprints was indeed what Shen Zhou said. After leaving the ruined temple, he headed south all the way to the plank road, turned around and then turned back to the temple.
Although there are some interruptions in the middle, the movement trajectory is still very clear.
Gu Qingyi checked the footprints and found that Shen Zhou had indeed never been behind the ruined temple as he said.
Looking at He Qisheng's footprints, he went straight to the back wall when he left the house. It seemed that he was indeed going there for convenience.
It seems that the two of them went out one after the other, but they really didn't run into each other.
Hey, could it be that He Qisheng was really killed by someone outside the temple?
Gu Qingyi frowned, but except for the footprints of He Qisheng and the two Songxi Sword Sect disciples, there was no fourth kind of footprints under the back wall.
It can’t be an internal fight between the Songxi Sword Sect, right?
Gu Qingyi looked at the two Songxi Sword Sect disciples with a strange expression.
The tall and thin disciple said with a dark face, "Gu Shenqi, what do you think we mean? Are we suspecting that we killed our senior brother?"
Gu Qingyi did think so, mainly because judging from the footprints, there was no one else nearby.
Unless He Qisheng committed suicide, they are the two senior brothers who are the most suspected.
Fortunately, Ma Lu spoke again at this time, "Apart from Shen Biaotou and the two young heroes of the Songxi Sword Sect, there may not be anyone else who has been here."
< br>"Ah?" Gu Qingyi was a little surprised, "You mean to say that the man named Chen Er of Xingtong Escort Bureau lied again?" Chen Er immediately said, "I didn't lie, I didn't see you during the night watch. Let the others go out, in my opinion...He Shaoxia must have been killed by someone ambushing 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 keeping watch, right."
"That's right." Chen Er nodded. Said, "So if someone comes in or out, I will definitely be able to see it."
"But what if that person doesn't go through the main entrance?"
"Huh?"
"This is A broken temple," Ma Lu said. "A broken temple means that the temple has many holes. I walked around the temple before and found holes in the walls and roof.
"If someone gets out of these holes, you won't be able to see it."
"This..." Chen Er hesitated, "Actually, I don't keep staring at the main entrance. Every once in a while They all look around.”
“But your attention is mainly focused on the people in the world, and even though there is a fire in the temple, you should be able to see three to four feet away from the fire. No matter how far away you are, you can only see a rough outline."
"You are referring to..." Gu Qingyi raised his eyebrows.
“That old beggar.” Ma Lu said, “Since I entered the temple, he has been lying motionless in the corner with a straw mat covering him. Most people will ignore his existence.
"If he sneaked out of the hole in the middle of the night, Brother Chen who was watching the night would probably not notice it, because no one would pay attention to whether there was anyone else under the straw mat."
"Well, I really didn't. I paid too much attention to the situation over there..." Chen Er admitted after recalling it.
“But there are no footprints of his 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 here with a concealed weapon and uses a private mode to duel with He Shaoxia, will the duel take place above or below?"
"In this case, it should be below." Gu Qingyi said, "Because the hidden weapon came into contact with He Shaoxia below, so the location of the battle is also below. If the attacker chooses the private mode, we in the temple will not be able to hear the battle. sound, but they will still leave footprints on the ground.”
"Huh?" Malu was also stunned.
Mainly because he has just come into contact with the rules of this world and only has a partial understanding of many things.
However, his reasoning was stuck, because if someone attacked secretly and the battle happened below, it would still leave traces.
Is it possible that He Qisheng really committed suicide, or was he killed by two of his classmates?
There seemed to be no other explanation, but Malu still felt that there was a big problem with the old beggar.
Gu Qingyi obviously noticed this, and all other clues were cut off at this moment, so she decided to try her luck with the old beggar.
At least Ma Lu’s analysis in the first half of the story is quite reasonable.
Everyone returned to the temple. Gu Qingyi walked to the corner where the old beggar was huddled and called softly.
"Old sir, wake up. I have something to ask you."
She shouted three times in a row, and the volume increased the last two times, but the figure under the straw mat was There was no response.
Gu Qingyi reached out and patted the old beggar on the shoulder, but the latter remained motionless.
Finally, the tall and thin disciple of the Songxi Sword Sect became impatient and lifted him up from under the straw mat, "Old man, you are pretending to be deaf and dumb, right? Gu Shen is asking you a question... "
However, his voice stopped abruptly the next moment, because he was shocked to realize that the old beggar was already dead.
(End of this chapter)