An Zeyan, who was standing aside, stared at Guan Muxi in front of him with cold eyes and no expression on his face, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking at the moment.
As time passed, the atmosphere on the scene became solemn and depressing.
Finally, after a long time, An Zeyan slowly uttered a word—"Accurate."
Hearing this answer, Guan Muxi felt as if he had been pardoned, and hurriedly thanked Mo Yuhan again: "Thank you, Lord City Lord!"
At this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
She was really scared to death just now. She was worried that she would anger An Zeyan by making such a request.
After all, they are not familiar with each other now.
After getting permission, Guan Muxi took cautious steps and slowly walked towards the bed.
When she approached the bed, she stopped, took a deep breath to adjust her state, and then continuously gathered her spiritual power onto the index finger of her right hand.
Then she gently lifted the woman's wrist and placed her fingertips lightly on her pulse.
As the spiritual power continued to penetrate deeper, it began to spread along the woman's wrist and gradually spread to her meridians throughout her body.
However, at this moment, Guan Muxi's originally calm face suddenly became solemn, and her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she had discovered something unusual...
Hu Yi slowly squatted down, moved closer to her, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Did you find anything special?"
Her eyes were full of concern and curiosity.
She trusted Miss Xiaoxi's medical skills. If her medical skills were not good, she would not have been able to save her master before.
Guan Muxi nodded solemnly and said slowly, "That's right. After my investigation, I can confirm that Miss Yao'er was not strangled to death as it seemed. In fact, she died of poisoning."
As soon as the words fell, the girl who was originally curled up in the corner and shivered, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly after hearing these words.
Although the magnitude was not large, this subtle reaction did not escape the eyes of An Zeyan, who had been silently observing the situation around him.
At this moment, the madam hurriedly walked in from outside again, followed closely by a servant.
The madam said, "Master, don't worry. This boy is responsible for recording the girls' sexual intercourse records."
The servant was holding a thick stack of notebooks in his hands, and as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't wait to read the various records about Miss Yaoer today.
After a while, the servant said tremblingly, "Found it! Found it! Reporting to you, sir, according to these records, the last person to come into contact with Miss Yao'er was Mo Yufan, a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect."
After Guan Muxi heard this, his broom-like eyebrows raised slightly, and he was secretly surprised: How could I meet an old acquaintance here?
An Zeyan said slowly, "Are you still inside the building?"
"exist!"
The madam nodded confidently. After all, according to the building's records, this person had left the room not long ago.
After receiving this affirmative answer, Hu flashed in an instant and rushed out of the room like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, she had reached the first floor and carried Mo Yufan, who was leisurely drinking tea there, up like a chicken.
Such an astonishing speed left even the experienced madam dumbfounded, thinking to herself: Could it be that they caught the wrong person in such a short time?
But soon, she found that her concerns were completely unnecessary.
It turned out that Hu Yi knew the faces of every core disciple of the sect by heart, let alone the face of the person who had a deep hatred for Guan Muxi.
Therefore, there is absolutely no way she would admit her mistake.
At this time, Mo Yufan was sitting leisurely on the first floor drinking and listening to music, when he was suddenly caught here inexplicably and then thrown heavily to the ground like a sandbag.
He only cried out in pain: "Ouch!"
Then, Mo Yufan angrily demanded, "Who dares to arrest me so boldly? Do you know who I am?"
After saying that, he struggled to get up from the ground.
However, before he could successfully stand up, Hu Yi's slender foot stepped hard on his back, pressing him back to the ground again.
At the same time, Hu Yi shouted, "How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of our Lord City Lord!"
"City...City Lord!?"
Mo Yufan, who was lying on the ground, was secretly shocked and confused, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
He couldn't understand why he had never had any grudges against the mayor of Youlan City, so he was suddenly in trouble with him today?
Thinking of this, Mo Yufan quickly put on a flattering smile and said with a broad smile, "So it's you, Lord City Lord! I wonder why you went to so much trouble to call me here?"
After all, this is someone else's territory. As the saying goes, a good man never suffers a loss in front of him. He has to bow his head when he should. Mo Yufan has a clear mind and will not do anything stupid.
Seeing that his attitude was quite respectful, Hu Yi snorted coldly, slowly retracted his raised foot, then stood aside with his hands folded across his chest, expressionless.
Seeing this, Mo Yufan hurriedly stood up from the ground with a flattering look on his face. He stood tall and straight, and asked himself if he had done anything to let down Youlan City.
Besides, he is the eldest disciple of Tianyi Sect after all, and even the mayor of Youlan City cannot ask him questions without knowing the truth.
At this moment, An Zeyan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said coldly, "Do you know the woman on the bed?"
The voice was so cold that it seemed to make people fall into an ice cellar in an instant.
Mo Yufan's heart trembled. The more he looked at this room, the more familiar it looked.
He walked towards the bed with some suspicion.
After he saw the woman's face clearly, he suddenly took several steps back with a look of astonishment on his face.
However, he quickly forced himself to calm down and stammered, "I recognize... I recognize it."
"Isn't this Yao'er? She...how could she be like this?"
Mo Yufan widened his eyes and looked at the lifeless woman on the bed in disbelief.
He remembered that Yao'er was fine before he left, so why is she...
At this moment, Guan Muxi, who had been sitting by the bed, said, "Yes, she's dead. And after our preliminary examination, we found obvious marks of strangulation on her neck."
After saying that, she looked at Mo Yufan sharply, as if she wanted to see some clues from his face.
"She was most likely strangled to death."
Mo Yufan felt a little guilty. He did have some special hobbies in that aspect, and the mark on Yao'er's neck was indeed left by him.
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