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Chapter 29 Suspect

Chunyu Jin was wearing a armored robe and sat on the handsome chair in the lobby, half-closing his eyes and looking at Wang Fang and the painting golden armored monkey beside him.

Although he knew that Wang Fang was only fifteen years old, when he actually saw him, Chunyu Jin was still amazed at his youth and calmness that was inconsistent with his age.

As for the golden-armored monkey with painting spirit, Chunyu Jin had carefully observed it and learned from the personal soldiers around him about the battle just now.

The strength is equivalent to the level 13 demon coach or level 14 demon marquis.

No wonder Jinmao Camp was beaten so embarrassed. Even if there was no dead person, the other party showed mercy. At the same time, Chunyu Jin also believed that Wang Fang was not the murderer of Tucun Village. If he really killed someone... he would probably have already broken through the siege.

If you have a level 13 or level 14 painting spirit, Zejun will not be able to stop him for a while.

"You are... Wang Fang?"

When Chunyu Jin looked at Wang Fang, Wang Fang also observed the North Palace Guard Lobby again.

On both sides are armoured soldiers, with horizontal swords on their waists, and powerful arms. On both sides, there are pictures of various beasts hanging on the walls. The beasts in the painting have a breathing squirting out faintly, as if they are all living things sealed in the drawing paper.

These paintings, both the painting skills and the poems mentioned above, are of the best quality, making Wang Fang dare not underestimate the painting skills of this world.

Hearing Chunyu Jin's question, Wang Fang withdrew his gaze when he looked at the painting.

At this time, he discovered that Captain Chunyu, who was wearing armor, was actually a woman.

Very delicious woman.

Jiang Xiaozhi is as quiet and restrained as a lotus in the clear stream, and Zhou Yetong is as hot and straight as a peony blooming in the scorching sun. Both girls are very beautiful, but they are too young, and they have more childishness and less femininity.

Chunyu Jin, who is in charge, has a great impact on Wang Fang, the mixed beauty of the military heroic posture and the beauty of women, under the catalysis of maturity.

After all, although Wang Fang seems to be only 15 years old now, his mind is twenty, and he admires women like Chunyu Jin even more.

In their eyes, they have confidence in their appearance and know how to show it. Even the burdensome armor cannot cover up the femininity emitted from the inside out. These are not what Jiang Xiaozhi and Zhou Yetong have. They still need some time to settle down before they can bloom like this.

Chunyu Jin in front of him made Wang Fang feel the urge to draw her.

Secretly remembering the appearance of the woman on the seat at this time, Wang Fang waved his hand and asked Wukong to return to Huaguo Mountain. Then he bowed to Chunyu Jin and said, "Wang Fang paid homage to the Captain Chunyu. I already know what the Lord asked me to come, and I also want to explain the matter clearly.

I burned Daokou Village. I didn’t kill anyone except burning the village. Therefore, I hope the lieutenant can clear me of the untrue crime and give me justice.”

Wang Fang took back the painting spirit, which showed his sincerity. In addition, by looking at the paintings on both sides, he also judged that even Wukong was of no use here, and there must be a 14th-level painter here, perhaps Chunyu Jin in the hall.

Chunyu Jin was still very satisfied with Wang Fang's attitude of taking the initiative to withdraw the painting spirit, and he also believed more about what Wang Fang said, and the atmosphere in the lobby eased a lot for a while.

"You said those villagers were not killed by you, so who killed them?"

Wang Fang replied: "Who killed it... I didn't see it, so I couldn't draw a conclusion. But after hearing what I had happened, I might know who was the murderer."

"Give me a seat, please say!"

Chunyu Jin admired the demeanor shown by Wang Fang very much. There is another painting spirit with a potential level 14, representing his strength and potential.

If he really didn't kill, it would be an excellent target to recruit people.

If the eldest prince wants to compete for the crown prince, the more capable people and strangers they have, the better.

A guard brought a square stool for Wang Fang.

After Wang Fang sat down, he began to tell the story of the murder of monsters in the mountain village.

After Chunyu Jin heard that a monster appeared in the case, his face became even heavier.

Most of the demon clans are in Wanshan, south of Taijiang, and are separated from Zejun by a river more than ten miles wide. Moreover, there is Bonan County on the south bank of Taijiang, which is the bridgehead of the south bank of the river to resist the demon clan.

With Bonan County as a buffer, the demon clan generally does not cross the Taijiang River to cause trouble on the north bank.

Moreover, Daokou Village where the village slaughter case was still fifty miles north of Ze County. Why did the demon race run there to kill so many people?

Moreover, this monster is not an ordinary little monster wandering around the mountains.

According to what Wang Fang said, the mandrill who wanted to eat them claimed to be the vanguard of the demon clan under the tent of the Shan Dawang.

The general of the demon clan is at level 12. This monster of this level of magnitude causes trouble in Zejun North, which is even more suspicious of overwhelming excitement.

Although there were many questions, Chunyu Jin did not interrupt Wang Fang's story. He was also secretly amazed at Wang Fang's ability to use the power of a first-level painter apprentice to paint the universe, and took over the 12th-level demon general.

"This is how things happened..." Wang Fang truthfully finished his experience and said, "In the ruined temple on the mountain, I was lucky, and the mountain mandrill also underestimated the enemy. He was then taken into the painting scroll by me and became my painting spirit Wukong.

But I did only burn the village to take revenge, and the villagers were driven outside the village. Except for Gu Silang, I did not hurt anyone."

Although Chunyu Jin was curious about Wang Fang's painting scroll to collect the mandrills, she knew what was the most important thing at this time.

Looking back on the autopsy documents of the coroner on the villagers, Gu Silang died of poisoning, but his ear was indeed cut off with a sharp weapon.

Gu Silang is an important clue in this case.

There was a wound on his forehead, which was caused by kowtow. There was blood on the ground, indicating that he had begged for mercy from the murderer.

The five words "Murderer Wang Fang" are also written next to Gu Silang's body.

It can be judged that Gu Silang was interrogated during his lifetime.

According to Wang Fang, he was already on the way to Zejun with his unconscious sister at that time.

Who interrogated Gu Silang? Who killed the villagers?

Why did Shan Mandrill appear in the north of Zejun? Do he have other accomplices?

Calling King Shan is the new demon king again?

The arrival of important figures in the village slaughter case not only did not resolve the case, but it became more confusing. The matter involved a demon clan force, which made Chunyu Jin even more obsessed.

"Do you think the one who slaughtered the village was the accomplice of Shan Mandrill, who was the demon clan, and then blamed you?"

At this time, Wang Fang could also notice that there must be more hidden information behind this case. He was not willing to be involved in the dispute between the human race and the demon race. With this time, wouldn’t it be safer to plan the Xinsan News Hospital and go to Moyu Painting Academy to learn painting?

"I'm sorry, Master Captain, I only say what I saw and know. As for finding the real murderer of the village slaughter case, it's not my responsibility."

But Chunyu Jin didn't want Wang Fang to escape from this matter. She leaned back on the back of the chair, stacked her legs, looking like she was controlling everything with her high above.

"Wang Fang, although I am willing to believe what you said, it does not mean that you were wronged. To this day, all the evidence points to you as the murderer of the village slaughter case.

Apart from your testimony, there is no other credible evidence that this case is related to the demon clan.
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