When Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue arrived at the ancestral temple, it was already completely dark.

The originally quiet ancestral temple was brightly lit at this time. There were dozens of police cars, ambulances and various vehicles. The location of the Sharaxin family is very remote. Compared with other temples in the Chedilong area, it was inconspicuous at all. The last time when Yang Mu came over, there was not even a single person around.

But now...

"Mr. Yang, Miss Qingchuan, this is Mr. Salaxin."

Tony led Yang Mu and Qingchuan Mixue to a Bentley sedan and stopped, and introduced an old man about the age of 60 to the two. The old man stood next to the car, with no sadness or joy on his face and could not see his emotions.

He stood quietly by the car, watching the people coming and going in and out of the House Temple.

"My name is Lü Kuan, but in Chiang Mai, people are used to calling me Kuan? Salad letters."

The old man was talking quietly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Yang Mu and the other two, "Master Shuntong is my uncle and my idol. Back then, he went to China regardless of everything. After he was born and died, he quietly returned to his hometown, stayed in this temple, and never paid attention to external affairs."

Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue stood with their hands and listened quietly.

The old man turned around and the light shone, and a cold light flashed under the lens.

"I thought my uncle could die and enjoy his old age, so I never came to disturb him. I also knew that my uncle didn't like others to disturb him... Such an old man was brutally killed this afternoon."

Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue raised their heads and looked at the old man.

The old man continued: "You were brought by Tony. I believe Tony.

I also know. You are guests of the Sinava family, so I believe that this will not be your work.

But I want to know why you came to visit my uncle."

Yang Mu looked at Mixue Qingchuan, and Mixue Qingchuan said openly: "That's right, I'm an explorer... Previously, I got a message about a treasure of the Japanese army during World War II. Later, I tried every means to inquire. I learned that the key to unlocking the treasure was hidden here. Mr. Yang and I came to visit Master Shuntong to inquire about the Four-faced Buddha. Unfortunately, Master Shuntong did not give us any useful guidance..."

"You are honest!"

Lu Kuan nodded and his face calmed down a little.

"Actually, after I got the news, I sent someone to check your identities."

As he spoke, he pointed at Yang Mu, "Young man, I recognize you! You performed very well in the Colosseum before."

After Lu Kuan finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

"If I knew who killed my uncle. Even if the Sharaxin family lost all their money, I wouldn't let him go."

Then, Lu Kuan ignored the two of them and turned around and continued to stare at the ancestral temple.

A bodyguard came forward and asked Yang Mu and the others to leave.

But Yang Mu hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "I am very honored to be able to receive the teachings of Master Shuntong. I didn't expect this to happen. When he visited the master the day before yesterday, he didn't seem to be abnormal.

I want to see the mage again and put a stick of incense on him, is it okay?"

Lu Kuan turned around, looked at Yang Mu, pondered for a while, and nodded.

Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue bowed slightly, and then, led by a bodyguard, stepped into the gate of the ancestral temple.

The family temple looks very messy.

The police were investigating the scene, and people were everywhere.

Two corpses covered with white cloth were quietly placed at the entrance of the Buddhist temple.

The bodyguard led Yang Mu and the others forward, but no police came to stop him, as if they did not find their existence at all.

Yang Mu lifted the white cloth and it was the little novice monk.

There was a fatal wound on his neck, which could be seen as being caused by a sharp knife. His face had a strange expression, a terror, a guilty expression, and a hint of incredible expression. In short, it looked very complicated.

Yang Mu looked at Qingchuan Meixue, who had no expression on his face.

He covered his white cloth and walked to another corpse, lifted the white cloth and saw the old face of Master Shuntong.

At this time, Master Shuntong closed his eyes and looked very calm.

There was only one knife wound on him, but it was not that fatal injury... After Yang Mu saw it, he covered the white cloth again.

He and Mixue Haruka walked into the Buddhist temple and lit a stick of incense.

After a while, the two walked out of the ancestral temple, without asking Lu Kuan to resign. They met Tony and left quietly.

"Do Yingluck know about this?"

"Miss Yingluck has not been in good health these two days and has been recuperating at home.

But Mr. Ben Li already knows that he believes that the two are definitely not murderers, but hopes that we can cooperate."

I think it is precisely because of the Sinava family that Lu Kuan showed some politeness like he did just now. Otherwise, with the strength of the Sharaxin family, there would be no need to see them, and the police might be the first to come to the door.

"Tony, what's going on?"

After getting on the bus, Miyuki Haruka couldn't help but ask.

Tony smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I don't know much. I just got the news that Mr. Salaxin was going to meet us here. It is said that before the mage had an accident, he called Mr. Salaxin. Then Mr. Salaxin sent someone over and found that the mage had been killed. It is very remote here and no one would come here normally, so so far, the police have not found any clues, and they do not know why the murderer killed the mage."

"It's Takahashi!"

Mixue Haruka suddenly spoke, but she used Chinese language.

Tony knows English, and has been communicating with Yang Mu and the others in English before, so he naturally can't understand what Mixue Qingchuan is saying.

Yang Mu turned his head and looked at Qingchuan Meixue.

Miyuki Harukawa took a deep breath and said calmly: "The wound on the mage's body is in the shape of a plum blossom. This is caused by the plum blossom knife used by Takahashi. That guy is a pervert and always likes to show his uniqueness, so he specially made a dagger with the edge of the knife in the shape of a plum blossom. He himself called the "Plum Blossom Fall". I have seen that knife before, and I have also seen Takahashi kill people with that knife, which is exactly the same as the wound on the mage."

Yang Mu nodded gently, "Then what else did you see?"

"From the wound of the novice monk, he should have been killed at around 3 pm, but someone else killed him."

"Tony, when did the mage call Mr. Salaxin."

"It's about three months, I've asked just now."

"Around three o'clock, the little shaman was killed, and the mage called Mr. Salaxin at about three o'clock... Fanny Yoki, it seems that time is a bit unmatched."

"I have no idea!"

Miyuki Harukawa said: "When you checked the mage just now, I looked at the wound of the novice monk carefully. There should be no mistakes. Although I am not a forensic doctor, I have also received training in this area. To a certain extent, I am more professional than those forensic doctors. I believe I will not read it wrong, but why did the mage call Mr. Salaxin later? I can't quite understand. Amu, why did you say Kenzo Takahashi kill the mage?"

Yang Mu did not answer immediately, but turned around and started chatting with Tony.

The three of them returned to the Rose Garden and it was already ten o'clock!

When this happened, Mixue Qingchuan was not in the mood to ask where Yang Mu found the paddle wheel and went straight to the room.

Yang Mu sat alone in the living room, watching TV, dazed.

Tony seemed very busy. After sending Yang Mu and the others back to the Rose Garden, he drove to the Sinava family's manor in a car.

He needs to report to Benli Sinava, and at the same time he is also thinking of finding the murderer and avenging the mage.

"Mr. Yang, do you need dinner?"

The official came forward to inquire. Yang Mu shook his head and looked at the clock. It was already eleven o'clock, so he walked upstairs.

The lights on the first floor of the villa were then turned off.
Chapter completed!