Situ Ce said: "Your sir, don't worry too much. As the saying goes, there is no way for heaven to destiny, and heaven can always follow people's wishes."

Yang Jun sighed again: "I hope so! Then let's prepare for the method first?"

Situ Ce originally wanted to say no, but then he thought, the so-called expert looks at the tricks and the layman watches the excitement. He wants to make people feel that the Tao is mysterious, so he will truly believe that he is using Taoism to find someone to violate it. Therefore, this superficial skill cannot be omitted. He said: "Okay."

"Then the responsibility for the practice first, what outfit is needed?"

Situ Ce thought, since he wanted to be stylish, he naturally did it in a big scene. He thought about the scene of the Taoist practices he saw in the film and television dramas, and said immediately: "You must build a magic platform three hundred and six meters high, and put 4416 seven-star flags around it, and set an altar in the middle. You must have a cow, a pig, a sheep, and a number of melons and fruits for sacrifices to the sky, Dharma bells, Taoist robe, peach wood sword, vajra, cinnabar, yellow paper and other magical instruments and talismans."

Situ Ce said while thinking, why is this like Zhuge Liang borrowing the east wind? He thought it was a bit funny.

Yang Jun quickly agreed and ordered his followers to tell Zhong Bingzhi to prepare immediately. The ritual platform was placed in the Jinyiwei's military field.

It was almost noon when the platform was set up. Situ Ce kept thinking about how to pretend to be a magician. Fortunately, there are many such scenes in film and television dramas, and there are many places to learn from. Therefore, he had already figured out what to do when he used the platform.

There was still an hour before noon, and the sky was clear. Except for a few clouds in the sky, the sky above was as blue as water washed, and the sun was spraying its vicious flames at the earth without any obscurity, almost burning people.

Yang Jun ordered a banquet, but Situ Ce refused to go on stage to prepare the food and not eat meat. Yang Jun slapped his forehead and said that he had almost missed a big deal, so he quickly ordered the squatter.

Situ Ce ate briefly. Yang Jun had already ordered the big wooden bucket to take a bath. Situ Ce took a bath and changed his clothes, put on a wide Taoist robe, put on a hat, held a peach wood sword in his hand, and looked down, unable to help but feel funny.

"It's noon soon. Please come on stage to make a move!" Yang Jun came to invite Situ Ce in person, followed by Zhong Bingzhi and Long Xiang.

Zhong Bingzhi and Long Xiang took the Jinyiwei to interrogate the whole morning. They did not use torture, so naturally no one was willing to confess the murder. Long Xiang couldn't help but threaten and threaten the relatives with the threat. A few timids admitted it, but they just said that the place where the hiding things and other things were wrong, and it was obviously not the real murderer.

The two of them dared not use torture, and they knew that they would be more likely to use torture. After confusing it, Yang Jun blamed them, they would be finished immediately. It was almost noon, so they came out quickly and reported to Yang Jun. Yang Jun had already expected this result and brought them to Situ Ce.

Situ Ce walked in a square step, holding a survey box in one hand, and leisurely shaking the peach wood sword in the other hand, and walked out with a leisurely look at the three of them. With everyone in the audience, he stopped step by step and walked up to the platform.

He placed the peach wood sword on the altar rack, walked to the table, glanced at the more than 100 suspects below, saw Cai Yao, the killer of the Eagle Group in the crowd, and looked at him coldly.

Situ Ce naturally turned his eyes away and said loudly: "Listen, there is a real murderer among you, but he is unwilling to confess himself. Therefore, this mage starts the altar and asks the gods in heaven to "six miles away. Help him to find him out! The so-called "people leave their names and geese leave their voices, so that people don't know unless they do it themselves! Since they have done it, there will always be clues. These traces are difficult to be free under my magic! Below, I want to take all of you fingerprints and footprints! This is what I used to do. If you do it for an hour, silver light will drop from the sky and shine on it! The person who is shining is the real murderer!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience looked at each other.

Situ Ce said to Zhong Bing straight: "Mr. Zhong, please send someone to extract fingerprints and footprints for everyone, write your name, and then send it to me."

Zhong Bingzhi quickly agreed and ordered the Jinyiwei to quickly get his fingerprints.

There were many people in the Jinyiwei, so they quickly took their fingerprints and footprints, wrote their numbers and names, and sent them to the Dharma platform to Situ Ce.

The platform was very high, and if you didn't walk to the side, the people below couldn't see what he was doing on it.

Situ Ce found out the fingerprints of the killer Cai Yao, then took out the digital camera, and compared the fingerprints extracted from the celadon found on the found stolen goods, the fingerprints extracted from the temple, and the footprints extracted from the underground of the old house. Sure enough, one of the fingerprints and footprints was the ones of the killer Cai Yao!

A stone in Situ Ce's heart finally fell to the ground. He packed up his things, walked to the edge of the ritual platform, and shouted loudly that everyone would separate and stand around the ritual platform. Then, he returned to the altar, picked up the peach wood sword, looked up at the sky, and complained secretly. The top of his head was still as clear as washing, the sun shining brightly, and the clouds in the sky were still floating slowly, but did not float toward his head. What should we do? What excuses to avoid today?

Don't worry, there are still two hours to think about. In these two hours, as long as there is a little cloud covering the sun, there is an excuse to say!

Situ Ce sat cross-legged on a round cushion, dragging the peach wood sword in his hand, looking at the sky, and singing a sing of modern pop songs. He couldn't chant spells, so he could only sing. He was already incomplete and didn't want the people below to listen to anything singing, so he was even more out of tune.

Taoist practices of chanting mantras are the same as those of the students in the Si School chanting the Four Books and Five Classics. They all have a certain tone, and they sound like singing. Situ Ce's singing sounds similar to those of these Taoist priests and students in the school. The people below, including the Jinyiwei and the more than 100 people arrested, all had solemn expressions, and they looked at Situ Ce in the air with their heads raised their heads quietly.

When he was tired of sitting, he stood up and walked around the platform and sang. When he was tired of walking, he sat down again. Seeing that the people below were tired, he took out a micro digital camera, grabbed it with his hands, turned on the flash, and took pictures of the people below. Although the flashes were not as good as the lightning in the sky, they were dazzling at the same time that nothing could match in the world, which was enough to shock the people below and stunned. Some people even regarded the fake Taoist priest as a living god, and their knees were trembling and wanted to kneel down.

Yang Jun first saw Situ Ce singing songs and chanting spells, dancing peach wood swords, walking and shouting everywhere, no different from ordinary Taoists, and didn't find it strange. However, not long after, he saw flashes emitted from Situ Ce's hands, shining brightly on people's eyes. That thing was definitely not reflecting sunlight with a bronze mirror, because the reflection of the bronze mirror is far less bright, and the light reflected by the bronze mirror is continuous, not like this, there is still a certain angle, and the angle is not correct, so it cannot be emitted at all. Situ Ce on the high platform emits light at will, and he can't adjust the angle, so it is definitely not reflecting the bronze mirror.

In addition to the reflection of the bronze mirror, what else can make people emit such fear of light? Yang Jun cannot find an explanation. The only thing that can be explained is the Taoist Dharma! That is, the legendary palm thunder!

In order to convince him that Situ Ce had advanced Taoist skills to catch the real murderer, Zhong Bingzhi and Long Xiang had already told Yang Jun that Situ Ce, who was lurking in the East Factory, who was lurking in the East Factory, had knocked down Han Xiong, the deputy manager of the East Factory, with his palm lightning. He heard it, and Yang Jun naturally did not believe what they said. However, before, he saw Situ Ce with his own eyes facing him, and he could know who he had hit with his eyes, which made him begin to believe that Situ Ce was a good person who was good at Taoism. Now, Situ Ce's lightning flashes were released on the high platform, which made him remember that Zhong Bingzhi and Long Xiang had told him that Situ Ce could release Taoism's palm lightning, and looked back in surprise.

Zhong Bingzhi and Long Xiang also heard about Situ Ce's thunder in their palms, but they did not witness it with their own eyes. Now, seeing Situ Ce's thunder in their palms kept discharged from their palms, which shocked the two of them. At this moment, when he saw Yang Jun looking at him, he was also full of horror. He suddenly felt a good feeling of discovering a thousand-mile horse. He pointed to the platform and couldn't hide his pride: "Sir, this is Situ Zhenren's thunder in their palms! Very powerful!"

In order to boast about Situ Ce's ability and highlight his achievements in finding such a capable person to solve the case, Zhong Bingzhi tried his best to put gold on Situ Ce's face. Originally, Situ Ce was called Mr., but now, he has been promoted to "real person" without any exception.

This is a title that is extremely respectful to those Taoists who have mastered Taoism and have become immortals.

Zhong Bingzhi swallowed again, and Mei Feiwu continued, "The Han Xiong from the East Factory is not inferior to his subordinates. I heard that with just one move, he was slapped by the thunder in Situ's palm, and fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. He was blind. He had about a meal and then gradually improved. It is said that this was Situ's mercy. If he really beat him, a thunderbolt could beat the naive bear into a burnt bear! Hehe."

Yang Jun nodded frequently when he heard this, looking at the lightning of Situ Ce above, he was a little worried, and said, "The lightning of Situ Zhenren is not going to snatch people's eyes now, right?" Yang Jun was shocked, and his name to Situ Ce naturally became a real person.

Long Xiang hurriedly said, "Definitely not! Situ Zhenren is very accurate in his hands. He must be using the thunder to find the traces of the suspect!"

Finding the real murderer is the most important issue for the three of them at present, so immediately believed this statement. Yang Jun looked at Long Xiang with praise and nodded: "A capable person like Zhenren Situ must be valued. Once the case is over, I will recommend him to the top!"
Chapter completed!