The murderer was caught so soon?

Sanzang was really surprised this time. I don’t know if this is the effect of the illusion that makes solving the case so simple, or if the wet poisonous police are so efficient.

He turned to the three old men detained by the police. Their faces and hands were covered with cracks, which was the result of years of physical labor with wind and sun exposure. His behavior and movements were full of submissiveness. Will such a person be the murderer?

"Is it the one you killed?" Sanzang didn't know what kind of response the Muke would have when he experienced this, but he thought it should be similar to him.

Because no matter how these three people look at it, they don’t look like murderers. It seems appropriate to use a word specifically used to describe domestic animals to put them on them - gentle.

It is as gentle as a cattle plowing in the fields.

“…No, not…”

"yes……"

"us……"

The three of them stuttered and stumbled, and their opinions were not unified at all, as if they couldn't even figure out what was going on.

"Sir, these three are the fathers of the deceased. The villagers have provided evidence that these girls were killed by them." The policeman in charge was tall and firm, and felt as if the key to solving the case had been hidden in his heart. "Last night, they killed the victim and moved the body to the entrance of the village, and then cut off the head."

Just listening to Sanzang felt cruel. The three old men looked frightened and did not make any defense about what the police said.

"The three old guys can't even say anything." The fat policeman waved to the policeman behind and took the three old men into the police car with brisk steps.

There are also differences between police cars and police cars. The vehicles that several ordinary policemen are riding in are significantly different from those that Muke is riding in, from appearance to age.

"You two stay to protect the scene."

"yes."

As for the four corpses at the entrance of the village, they have to wait for the special vehicles to be taken away. After all, the beheaded look of this faction, it would be too terrifying to transport the corpses to the police car. If they were really transported to the police station or hospital, the police car would not need to be used.

"Sir, let's go back." The fat policeman ran back to Sanzang with a smile on his face, "I dare to assure you that this is definitely a honorary murder. The father murdered his daughter must be because of their indecent behavior."

"Amitabha."

Looking at the four beheaded corpses San Burial chanting the Buddha's name sadly, the fat policeman frowned, as if thinking about what the chief was saying. Could it be that it was the way that Bilton used to comfort the deceased?

Sanzang looked at the impatient fat policeman and asked in confusion: "Have you ever been a tour guide?"

He brought himself to the village in a flash, and announced the truth about the case. If the case in the world is so simple, there will be no unjust cases again.

"Tour guide? Uh, no, I've been a policeman since I graduated from middle school. You know, this little place has no tourism resources at all."

"Well." Sanzang didn't continue to say anything. After all, this is just a illusion, "Tell me what you think."

But even in the illusion, Sanzang felt a little uncomfortable, because it was very likely that what Muke had experienced, in other words, there were indeed four girls beheaded and four lives were alive.

The fat policeman was sitting in the police car and was obviously trying to make it difficult for the manufacturer to make it. After he sat on his butt, the frame was creaking.

"The case is very clear. The father killed his daughter, which could only be a honour murder. I guess these four women were involved in adultery with others, or something else that could not speak out against morality. They did this kind of thing in order to protect their own honor. Our police station has also dealt with this kind of thing."

"Unpardon..." When Sanzang said this, he was still a little uncomfortable, "They also have honors?"

"Of course there is." The fat policeman stammered, "After all, we..."

Sanzang wanted to continue asking questions, but the world in front of him suddenly turned black, and a strong wind passed by his ears, and the howling sound was like a convertible sports car that was racing.

The fat policeman's face became distorted and his voice intermittently until it disappeared completely.

The monk has never been in a sports car, but he has rich experience in subsonic flights in his body.

At this moment, it was like being in a dark tunnel, it was indeed a tunnel, but a time tunnel.

The black faded, and Sanzang's eyes saw the light again, but now the surrounding environment is no longer in the car, but in the police station.

It was still the office I saw at the beginning, with the wet poisonous national flag and police badge hanging on the walls. If it were wet poisonous patriots, they would feel proud of themselves when they saw these two things.

But Sanzang lacked this kind of self-consciousness. He just glanced at and digested the scene he saw in the village just now.

The four bodies, the victims who were taken away, even if they were murdered for honor, had no reason to demonstrate like this after being killed. Such a cruel thing is really something that three tame old men can do?

"The first scene was to let me see the beheaded girl, and the second scene was to be in the police station today..."

"This is the illusion of Muke Shanta Crossbow, what he has experienced."

"There is important information in every scene that I want me to see. The first scene is the strange murder of honor. Then the second scene, what is in the office now?"

The Three Burials showed extraordinary qualities and quickly accepted the wonderful experience in front of them. They were able to do good deeds in Tokyo's 23rd District for so many years, but they needed not only their firm belief in Buddhism.

And he was a little interested in what Muke wanted to tell him, and he had to quickly finish this matter. What's more, there are terrifying evil gods in the external world now, so he could not spend too much time in the illusion.

Just a former national civil servant, why did he become a bastard who summoned evil gods? Sanzang believes that the answer must be in the things he experienced in these scenes.

"Armory report?"

A stack of official papers on the desktop attracted Sanzang's attention. His English level was not yet at the level of being able to understand the entire document, but everything was possible in the fantasy. He flipped through the autopsy report and browsed the possible information on it.

The backward small places naturally do not have particularly skilled forensic doctors. The autopsy that can be performed is very simple. I just briefly analyzed the fracture and whether there are any scars on the body...

"Huh?" Sanzang's eyes remained on one of the pages of the autopsy report, "There are quiet night remaining in his lower body..."

This is true in all four corpses.

If the fat policeman said that the honorary murder was given by the fat police, could it be that his father did something untolerable before the murder?

That was too evil. Sanzang twitched his lips, and the office landline suddenly rang.

"Hey, hello." Sanzang's polite tone surprised the other end of the phone when he answered the phone.

After pausing, a sound came from the microphone: "The mountain tower crossbow has been analyzed, and there are thirteen different quiet nights in the four bodies."
Chapter completed!