Chapter 20 Bad News
Although Liangjiang County is located in the south, it is now the twelfth month of the lunar calendar.
The cold snow has arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, and pear blossoms are falling on both sides of the river.
After one night, a thin layer of snow fell all over Liangjiang County.
"Indeed, I have already comprehended one hundred and sixty strands of Wen Qi. This sea of consciousness is truly a sharp weapon."
Zeng Anmin stepped out of the residence provided by the college, and when his eyes fell on the light snow, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.
This is one of the few good news in the academy in the past two days.
He only needs to gather another 540 strands of literary energy to condense the great righteous energy in his sea of consciousness and become a candidate for the seventh-grade Purple Mansion Realm of Confucianism and Taoism.
In this world of immortals and heroes, I have gained a foothold.
What's more, to make things even more happy, his progress in martial arts is also quite pleasing.
After only one night, he had a vague illusion that he could open up the Dantian in his abdomen...
For breakfast I had three wheat cakes, two steamed buns and two bowls of soup.
Zeng Anmin finally stretched himself and said to Qi Dachun who was still eating and drinking:
"You eat first, the master is going to class."
"Well, okay..." Qi Dachun stuffed a big pancake into his mouth and continued to eat it.
…
Zeng Anmin walked into the school, sat in his seat and read quietly.
I read for a while, but the teacher still didn't come.
It's obviously past class time...
Zeng Anmin was immersed in his studies and didn't think much of it.
But after a while, the teacher's voice was heard:
"Wenhua, come here."
Zeng Anmin looked up and saw that the person who was called was Zhang Lun's deskmate.
What was strange was that Zhang Lun was not sitting at his seat either.
Because both of them were day students, they were arranged to sit together.
Zeng Anmin frowned slightly and thought to himself, Brother Tongyu, is there something going on at home today?
He didn't think much about it and continued reading with his head down.
After a while, the student named Wen Hua came back with a pale face.
Zeng Anmin saw this and asked doubtfully:
"What's wrong? What did the gentleman call you for?"
The student shuddered, and after seeing Zeng Anmin, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then pursed his lips and said:
"Zhang Lun is dead..."
"The body is outside the academy, waiting for the Xuanjing Division to investigate."
After saying this, Wenhua's face turned pale.
This is for the companions who went home together yesterday.
I was caught off guard and felt horrified by the sudden death today without any warning.
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire school fell silent.
Zeng Anmin stopped abruptly, and the hand holding the book shook.
He stared at Wenhua intently and asked word by word:
"Zhang, Lun, dead?"
Although he had only known Zhang Lun for two days, they had chatted for a long time and he had already regarded him as a friend.
At this moment, news of his death suddenly came.
It suddenly gave him a very unreal feeling.
He stared at Wenhua and asked again: "Where is the body?"
"The instructor has someone guarding the scene, not far from the academy entrance... Where are you going?!"
Before Wenhua could finish his words, Zeng Anmin suddenly stood up and walked to the school gate.
…
At the entrance of Shuidu Academy.
Somewhere in the dense forest.
Wang Daoyuan's face was gloomy. He took a deep breath and gripped the sword at his waist with his thick five fingers.
In the past two days, the way his colleagues looked at him deeply stimulated every nerve in his body.
A few days ago, he failed to choose a side and became the biggest joke in the entire government office.
Now he has been demoted to an ordinary patrol captain of the Red Guards of Xuan Jing Division.
The title sounds impressive, but he is just an official that even dogs look down upon.
However, what was even worse was that he had just finished reporting at the yamen early this morning and was about to return to his room to rest when he was informed by his subordinates that a murder had occurred in front of the gate of the Water Governor's Academy.
He came at full speed, and when he saw the naked body lying on the snow, his brows twitched slightly.
Students of Shuidu Academy.
This is definitely a major case in Liangjiang County.
If I don't handle it properly, I might be fired on the spot.
But the scene before me is too strange.
The students were killed and their clothes were stripped off in such a humiliating way.
How much hatred is this?
In an instant, the thoughts in his mind became clear.
"Captain Wang, do you have any clues?"
On the side, the teacher of the academy had a solemn expression on his face and asked Wang Daoyuan in a deep voice.
Wang Daoyuan raised his eyes and when he saw the teacher, he subconsciously slumped his shoulders and said thoughtfully:
"It must be a revenge killing. After killing the person, they also stripped him of his clothes. If it wasn't a serious vendetta, the thief wouldn't have done this."
"Um."
The instructor beside him had a sharp look in his eyes. He raised his head and looked not far away and said:
"We should first find out who Zhang Lun has clashed with, or who he has come into contact with over the past few days."
"Yes." Wang Daoyuan nodded slowly.
At that moment, a shrill voice suddenly rang out.
"It's not a vendetta, and the murderer is an idiot."
Zeng Anmin had an expressionless face as he slowly walked towards the crowd from the college gate.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone frowned and looked towards the source of the voice.
When he saw Zeng Anmin, Wang Daoyuan was shocked.
He subconsciously wanted to call out "Young Master Zeng", but when he saw Zeng Anmin's extremely stern look, he immediately shut his mouth.
"Zeng Anmin?"
The teacher's eyes suddenly darkened.
This kid was just punished by me yesterday, so why is he so anxious to be the first to take the blame today?
"Why are you here if you're not studying at school?"
His voice was extremely stern.
Zeng Anmin turned a deaf ear to the teacher's words.
He looked at the naked bodies lying in the snow.
Zhang Lun's body had been frozen stiff.
He was still tightly clutching two familiar steamed buns in his hands.
Zeng Anmin pursed his lips together.
The friend who was chatting about life yesterday is now separated from me by heaven.
He squatted down and looked carefully at the corpse in front of him.
Looking at the wide-open and unwilling eyes on the corpse's face, he sighed deeply in his heart.
Brother Tongyu, please go with peace of mind.
An Minding will bring the murderer to justice!
"If it's not a vendetta, then what do you think it is?"
Wang Daoyuan's attitude was extremely respectful. He looked at Zeng Anmin cautiously and asked.
The teacher frowned when he saw this scene.
Why is the attitude of this Wang Dao police officer so abnormal?
Zeng Anmin glanced at Wang Daoyuan with a half-smile.
Then he slowly stood up and pointed at the bloodstains on the light snow on the ground and said:
"There was a lot of blood, consistent with a cut throat."
"So, this is the first crime scene."
After saying this, he slowly circled around the corpse, staring at it with a sharp gaze.
"There were no signs of a struggle at the scene, and the deceased was killed by a single blow."
Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head: "In other words, the murderer's strength and speed are far superior to the deceased's."
"Besides the deceased's footprints, there was no one else at the scene."
"Leaving no trace in the snow..."
"To be able to do this, the murderer must at least be a martial artist of high rank."
"It seemed like he was being very cautious and didn't want to reveal any clues like his footprints, but in fact, he was telling me his information very clearly."
When Zeng Anmin said this, a hint of cruelty flashed across his face.
Um? !
Hearing his voice, everyone looked up suddenly.
Zeng Anmin's words instantly clarified their thoughts!
These things seem easy, but without careful on-site inspection, it is difficult to analyze them so clearly.
“Let’s not talk about when Zhang Lun will be able to have hatred with the warriors who have entered the rank.”
Zeng Anmin said without further ado, pointing to the marks on the ground:
"If this is a revenge killing, the murderer, as a warrior, would be playing cat and mouse with a powerless scholar, humiliating him before killing him."
"This will definitely leave traces. Look, it snowed a little last night, but there are no traces on the ground..."
"The deceased's pupils were slightly constricted, and his eyes were wide open. He must have been caught off guard by the blow."
Zeng Anmin slowly stood up and looked at Wang Daoyuan and the teacher:
"So, stripping off the clothes was just a cheap trick used by the murderer to confuse the public."
"He did this to hide his true purpose!"
"What's the purpose?" Wang Daoyuan asked subconsciously.
Zeng Anmin said coldly: "Zhang Lun's property!"
…
Everyone was quiet for a long time.
"Absurd!" The instructor's voice suddenly rang out. He looked at Zeng Anmin sternly and pointed out the logical flaws in his words.
"If it's as you say, how could a warrior of high rank respect the wealth of a commoner like Zhang Lun?!"
Zeng Anmin was not in a hurry and smiled lightly:
“…………”
(End of this chapter)
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