jdhmnovel Chapter 401: Silence, Silence, Silence
Chapter 401: Silence, Silence, Silence
After Ling Yuanlong finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked the criminal department to measure the various spiritual energy fluctuation values at the scene.
As an extremely popular position in the imperial court, the criminal department not only specializes in the subject of the artistry of punishment, but is also extremely creative in inventing instruments of punishment.
As a result, some special spiritual tools with other wonderful uses were accidentally created, such as the ability to detect the fluctuations of spiritual power and the strength of aura within an area.
All in all, it is quite advanced and has been introduced by many forces.
As for the condition of the corpse, this obvious cause of death could be seen by everyone with a quick glance of their spiritual sense, and there was no need for special verification.
Although Qiu Sheng was polite when he came, he actually wanted Gu Yixiao to collect the bodies.
Ling Yuanlong gave Gu Yixiao a weak and haggard smile, and looked at the latter with eyes full of trust, "I believe that Miss Gu will be able to restore the emperor's holy body to its heroic appearance when he was alive."
Gu Yixiao might have some doubts about the word "heroic", but looking at Ling Yuanlong's expression of trying hard to suppress his sadness, he nodded hesitantly.
Ling Yuanlong wanted to say something, but there was some movement outside. She paused and sent a message to the army.
After a while, two people walked in with cold faces. They were Mo Huaizun, Chu Yi, and the two guardian elders and other people from Jueya.
Behind him were Ling Yuanhan, people from the academy, and several upright ministers from the Seventeenth Prince's faction.
Oh, the death of the old emperor is important, but who will be the future emperor is the highlight.
When Zhu Jiu was thinking this, he noticed a sharp gaze and turned his head to meet Chu Yi's gaze.
Mo Huaizun noticed Chu Yi's actions, and then saw Gu Yixiao, and immediately realized that the woman was there.
My mind uncontrollably recalled the pleasure of floating in the clouds.
A feeling of heat and throbbing crept up his heart and spine, and Mo Huaizun stopped in his tracks, almost in embarrassment.
He pursed his thin lips tightly, not daring to look at it, even though he couldn't see or sense it.
Seeing this, Xingjun raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Ah ha? This kid was so calm and self-controlled before, I didn't expect him to be so innocent?"
It had only been a short while since they separated from their close relationship. When they met for the first time, Zhu Jiu's expression was unusually strange, and a strange emotion flashed through his heart.
She pretended nothing happened and glanced away, not looking at Mo Huaizun again, just concentrating on observing something.
When Xingjun looked at Zhu Jiu again, he only saw her indifferent expression. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have any feelings for him at all?"
"It's okay." Zhu Jiu said vaguely, looking left and right, trying hard to keep his eyes away from Mo Huaizun.
Xingjun was surprised: "Not bad? Obviously, he is very durable and powerful among human males."
Zhu Jiu: “…”
Are they talking about the same feeling?
However, as soon as Xing Jun said that, her mind really turned to Mo Huaizun's body. When she just came out of his body, he was in a mess.
hiss.
"The dead are the most important. Is it appropriate to discuss this in front of someone's corpse?" Zhu Jiu suppressed his soft heart, coughed lightly, and said seriously, "The most important thing now is to find the murderer who dared to lower my standards!"
Xing Jun pondered and said, "It's quite suitable. More people will make it more exciting."
Zhu Jiu: “???”
My star god, it has to be you.
Zhu Jiu showed an expression of awe.
"But do you have any idea about the murderer?" Xing Jun quickly returned to the topic and asked.
"There shouldn't be many sorcerers who can perform the 'Night of Returning Souls' spell nowadays, right? Could it be that this sorcerer disguised himself as Mang Yue and assassinated the Emperor?"
This spell is of a high level and cannot be performed unless one is at the Void Refining Stage or above.
"I don't know. I don't know much about the masters of this era." Zhu Jiu shook his head and then smiled faintly, "But the 'truth' that Ling Yuanlong just sorted out has many doubts."
"First of all, how did the fake Mang Yue avoid the strict screening of the imperial palace and avoid the spiritual awareness of the high-level monks in the palace?"
"Secondly, even if the old emperor was so cunning and treacherous, even if he was so confident in his cultivation and sent all the masters around him to seize the treasure, how could he be completely defenseless against a dancer and not notice until all seven parts of his body were exposed and contaminated during the lovemaking?"
"In the end, the time between the old emperor's soul lamp going out and the imperial army and the Mahayana masters getting the news and surrounding Changle Hall and sealing off the imperial palace should not have been more than a cup of tea. How did 'Mang Yue' disappear without a trace?"
Xingjun listened silently, his mind in a state of confusion and chaos. He felt as if he knew something, but it was not so clear when he looked into it in detail.
"So what?" He decided not to embarrass himself and just looked up the reference answer.
"Stupid Xingxing, of course it's an inside job." Zhu Jiu said meaningfully.
……
While Zhu Jiu and Xing Jun were talking to each other, the guardian elder Mo Huaizun quickly noticed that the skin under his chief's collar had inexplicably turned red.
strange.
This kind of stiffness and helplessness is really unprecedented.
Oh, they didn’t find the missing Mo Huaizun for the whole night, and in the end he suddenly popped up by himself.
The guardian elder breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Huaizun, and felt deeply that God was merciful. A smart and capable person like her indeed had a smooth career without any dangers.
However, although Mo Huaizun kept saying that nothing had happened, as soon as the question of what the golden soul was about was mentioned, Mo Huaizun became silent, silent, and silent.
There was no time to explore what had happened, the guardian elder quickly told the emperor about his death.
They had known about this for a long time and originally wanted to send some people to take a look, but Chu Yi advised: "Emperor Ji Ling is only dead, but the eldest brother has been kidnapped by a female ghost. Can't you tell which is more important?"
"Besides, Ji Ling is not here to do nothing. Let them investigate first. If you go and see, the old man won't survive."
After everyone thought about it, they felt that it made some sense, so they didn't go back.
Anyway, things have come to this point, the most important thing is to find the chief first.
……
A group of people entered the inner chamber where the emperor fell. Ling Yuanhan, who was destined to be bald for the rest of his life, wore a carefully designed hat and his spiritual consciousness immediately probed into the old emperor's body.
After confirming that he had indeed passed away, a deep sense of satisfaction flashed in his lowered eyes, but it only lasted for a moment, and the expression on his face quickly turned into shock, grief, and disbelief.
After the superb performance, he and his supporters angrily accused Ling Yuanlong of having ulterior motives and preventing him from visiting the old emperor after his death.
Ling Yuanlong said coldly that everything was for the purity of the crime scene.
"Besides," she continued, "as a suspect, you are not eligible for visitation."
Everyone: "!!!"
Ling Yuanhan's face was dark, and he smiled but his face was not smiling. "You are too impatient to throw dirty water on your brother just after the Emperor passed away."
"It's you who is in such a hurry to seal off the scene. Are you trying to destroy some crucial evidence?"
"Everyone knows that the murderer is the wanted criminal Zhu Jiu, but you insist on pointing me out. Your intention is obvious."
Ling Yuanlong did not respond, but looked away at Mo Huaizun and other outsiders, and said apologetically: "My seventeenth brother is still young, and he is prone to being impatient for quick success and making mistakes and saying the wrong things. I hope you will forgive me."
With an attitude of being the master, he totally ignored Ling Yuanhan's words, who sneered.
Mo Huaizun said: "It is understandable that one would be suspicious after losing a loved one."
Chu Yi also smiled and said in a gentle voice: "Just say whatever you want to say. If you guys try to frame each other, maybe it will speed up the progress of solving the case."
Everyone: "..."
The other person's father is dead, but Chu Yi can still laugh and say such things. He is so morally corrupt!
Ling Yuanlong, who had a heart attack, chose to take a step back and pretended not to hear Chu Yi's words.
She gloomily recounted the results of her investigation, namely that the murderer disguised himself as the dancer Mang Yue and used the Soul-Returning Night Curse to kill the Emperor.
Not to mention Mo Huaizun, even the young prince Chu Yi noticed the strangeness of the whole matter.
The imperial palace is like a sieve. You can enter at will, kill at will, and leave at will.
If it was Zhu Jiu, um... it's really possible. From any aspect, this arrogant style of committing crimes is a bit like her.
Mo Huaizun did not comment, nor did he stop Chu Yi from questioning. He frowned and said calmly, "This is a serious matter. The assassination of the emperor is a tragedy for the empire. We still need to investigate the scene and the remains before we can discuss and conclude."
He then nodded to Ling Yuanlong and Ling Yuanhan to comfort them: "Please accept my condolences."
Ling Yuanlong glanced at Mo Huaizun twice, and was shocked that this man was so cautious and steady at such a young age, and he was so careful and steady.
She relaxed her tense expression and showed pity, "Thank you, Chief Mo, for your concern."
Ling Yuanhan sneered from the side, as if he could see through her thoughts.
Mo Huaizun ignored their glances and after exchanging pleasantries, he went to see the old emperor's body first, then the traces at the scene and so on.
During this period, he remained calm and composed, making it hard to guess what he was thinking, which made people feel uneasy for no reason.
Chu Yi also lazily followed Mo Huaizun, behaving more like he was on a picnic than investigating a case.
He glanced at the blood-red words on the wall and felt disgusted no matter how he looked at them. He thought of Zhu Jiu and then of Liu Tiezhu, whom she pretended to be. He felt annoyed at being deceived and frustrated that he could not catch the person.
He sent a message to Mo Huaizun: "I have been here for two days, and the national disaster has inevitably happened, but I haven't seen the shadow of Zhu Jiu."
"Could it be that she was the one who was killed while we were looking for you?"
“And you.” Chu Yi wondered, “Who on earth is that soul? It caused a disappearance, mobilized a large number of troops, and made those old guys in Jueya frightened all night, and even forcibly eliminated the Taiyan Chain Soul Seal.”
"Nothing happened when you came out, and your soul has become more solid and powerful. What great opportunity did you encounter, and what did you find out?"
Chu Yi was really curious, and Mo Huaizun was really good at holding back. He would never say a single word of what he wanted to hide.
"Cultivators never ask about other people's chances." Mo Huaizun carefully observed the old emperor's heart with his spiritual sense, and said to Chu Yi: "We haven't found out anything. We don't know who she is, what she looks like, or what her voice is."
He just had a soul-communicating relationship with a completely strange woman whom he couldn't even see.
Chu Yi: “?”
"So what were you doing all night?"
Is there also a time when Mo Huaizun returns with failure?