Who made me a peerless genius

Zangxia walked slowly, and said leisurely, "Meng Zhengyang, the little girl is indeed here to look for you, but how did you know?"

Meng Zhengyang drank too much wine, and his speech was a little slurred, so he increased his volume, as if this could make his words clearer.

"You found so many people yesterday, all of them used punches. I think it's my turn. I also use punches. Isn't I, Meng, so famous in Xiaoyao Villa?!"

Zang Xia said slowly: "Since I guessed it, why do you have to drink so much wine? It's really difficult for the little girl."

"It doesn't matter." Meng Zhengyang laughed loudly, "I, Meng, behave straightly and frankly. There is nothing shameful. I am a good man whether I drink or not. The Tibetan girl just speaks up if she has anything to say!"

Chapter 29 may not be useful

"Oh, this is a bit difficult..."

In Zangxia's view, getting drunk is a good defense mechanism. In this state, the credibility and value of Meng Zhengyang's words are greatly reduced. Prevaricate.

Interrogation when someone is drunk is even more unreliable than torture.

Zang Xia frowned slightly.

"Tibetan girl, let me see, it's better not to waste your energy."

Meng Zhengyang's drinking buddies also drank too much, and their mouths were full of alcohol.

"This man surnamed Meng was also drinking with us the night before yesterday. How could he have time to kill people?"

"That's not certain." Ming Zongyi said from behind, "It's not that you can't move your hands after drinking, and if you pass the test of internal strength, it's not difficult to get drunk."

There are some people in this world who are just born to drink, while others need a little help.

"Where is the little boy, he said it lightly, if you have the ability, you can force one to show me!"

Because of the alcohol, the martial arts practitioners among them were so dizzy that they didn't even realize that Ming Zongyi and Zang Xia were in the same group, and some words came out without thinking.

Ming Zongyi naturally wouldn't argue with a drunkard, and responded casually:

"If necessary, I can show you that this cannot be strong evidence for his exoneration."

The martial artist was about to say something, but was patted on the shoulder by the partner next to him, and then he reacted and closed his mouth.

"Little girl doesn't like the smell of wine very much." Zang Xia said, "Can I take a step to talk?"

"No problem, but it's best to hurry up." Meng Zhengyang said briskly, "Don't keep them waiting."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to walk towards the back room, followed by Ming Zongyi and his party.

"The room may be a bit messy, please bear with me, three of you." Meng Zhengyang staggered, and pushed open the door of his room. The scene inside was telling the living habits of a sloppy older bachelor.

Perhaps because there was no wardrobe, Meng Zhengyang's clothes were divided into two piles. One pile was placed on the mat, and the other pile was thrown directly into the washbasin on the ground.

Seeing that Ming Zongyi noticed his pile of dirty clothes, Meng Zhengyang seemed a little embarrassed. He walked forward in two or three steps, stretched out his hand and pressed down hard, as if as long as the pile of dirty clothes was pressed down, the room would be closed. It will be much neater.

The older man stood at the door, hesitating very much.

"The bigger people don't want to go in..."

You are not an expert guard, what if Meng Zhengyang is the murderer and suddenly explodes at this time... Ming Zongyi secretly poked and complained, but the older man seems to be able to read minds, He looked at him warily.

"Are you talking bad things about Mr. Yue in your heart?"

"... nothing."

The older man struggled for a moment, and finally walked in.

"What are you going to do?" Meng Zhengyang supported his head, "Do you want to look through my room? I have no objection, but will others ask you to look through it?"

"If you want to turn over the room, it's Yan Zhuang who should take the initiative, and it's the little girl's turn." Zang Xia sat down at the table, "Mr. Meng, I hope you can keep as calm as possible. If you say something wrong , Afterwards, she used drinking as an excuse, but the little girl might not admit it."

"Try my best, I will try my best."

Zang Xia began to interrogate, Ming Zongyi listened, but after listening for a while, he gave up, thinking that this conversation was garbage time.

Meng Zhengyang was indeed drunk, and the logic of his speech was always very jumpy. The two sides could hardly complete effective communication. Zang Xia probably felt that they were all here, and she was really unwilling to go back home like this, so she insisted on doing something... ...In the eyes of Ming Zongyi, it is completely garbage time.

He turned and walked out.

Bigger people react quickly.

"what are you going to do?"

"It's nothing to listen to, go outside to take a breath."

"The older you are, the bigger you want to go!"

"Whatever, as long as you're not afraid of something happening to the Tibetan girl,"

"Ugh..."

Ming Zongyi opened the door and walked out, Meng Zhengyang's drinking friends happily drank it, and it seemed that one less of him and one more of him were all right.

There are many empty wine jars in the corner of the yard, and it is obviously not a day's work in terms of quantity.

["They are all the same wine jars, and the smell is not different. It seems that they are drinking the same kind of wine... This taste cannot be considered too strong. If you drink too much, it will indeed affect the state, but I want to force it out. It’s not difficult either. Pretend to drink with friends, and act quietly after pouring them all down. In Taizu’s words, it’s to create an alibi...It’s a little feasible, but the risk seems a little high.” 】

【"Drunk to kill people, but also to go elsewhere to get a weapon, spared so many roads, and then have to deal with my blood-stained clothes, if a friend wakes up on the way and finds something , but it is not easy to explain, not to mention that at that time, there is no need to deliberately create an alibi... But if you are drunk, you can understand why the sword will be stabbed crooked."]

The reason why the sword stabbed sideways has always been the most confusing point in Xu Wu's death. Xu Wu fell asleep and died of sleep. The person who did it had unlimited aiming time. . If there is nothing tricky about it, it's better to go home and farm.

That's why Mu Jinyuan and Meng Zhengyang looked particularly suspicious, eye disease, and drunkenness, only with these debuffs, that sword will become reasonable.

"Tsk..."

The smell of wine here is a bit pungent, Ming Zongyi glanced back, and Zangxia seemed to need a lot of time, so he simply left the yard, intending to take a look at the scenery outside, and then go back when it's almost time.

As a result, as soon as he left the courtyard, he saw a familiar figure.

It was Bo Xue, who was walking alone in the villa, and he still looked like a rich man who indulged in excessive sex and lacked sleep.

Now that they met, Ming Zongyi also said hello.

"Brother Bo, what a coincidence, are you taking a walk?"

Bo Xue's attitude is very cold, he has always been like this.

"I think it's obvious."

Ming Zongyi smiled and said, "Because I don't think this is something you would do."

Bo Xue said, "What does it seem like I would do?"

"Well...it may not be polite to say it, but it's better to avoid it."

"It's no different from saying it."

"Compared to this, Brother Bo, you might as well pay attention to your spirit. I'm just joking. Others may not think so."

"I'm grateful just to be alive, and there's still time to take care of it." Bo Xue said lightly, "What's more, I was forced to go out for a walk, and it was thanks to your big brother."

Ming Zongyi asked curiously, "How?"

"Who knows, he came to me inexplicably early in the morning and said he wanted to hide. Seeing his moaning and stupid appearance made me annoyed, and I would be troubled by such insignificant things. That guy's life is really hidden. model."

Ming Zongyi said: "It sounds like you don't have any troubles, Brother Bo."

"On the contrary." Bo Xue said coldly, "My father can't wait for me to have an heir, probably because I don't have a few years to live."

Bo Xue suddenly brought the topic to this heavy family matter, making Ming Zongyi a little bit at a loss as to how to respond.

Fortunately, Bo Xue didn't embarrass Ming Zongyi for too long.

"And you, are you out for a walk... It's stupid to judge people by their appearance, but you do look very leisurely."

"I used to go out for a walk when I was tired from practicing, but not now. It's a long story. In short, I want to cooperate with Miss Tibetan to find the villain who killed Xu Wu... Now she is interrogating people inside. That person My friend is drinking, I can't stand it, come out and get some fresh air."

"Xu Wu." Bo Xue said indifferently, "It's really strange that he died."

Ming Zongyi nodded in agreement and said, "Yes...wait a minute!"

He suddenly reacted.

"How do you know the strangeness of Xu Wu's death? I remember that it was blocked by the owner of Xiaoyao Village, and he didn't let in at all... sneaked in?"

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing at all." Bo Xue said coldly, "Ask your elder brother, he is interested in this matter, he went for a trip, came back and told me a few words, I thought he What's your business again, it's because of you...so, do you have any idea?"

"One thing." Ming Zongyi briefly described his and Zang Xia's thinking, and said, "Yesterday we were looking for those who were relatively weak. Miss Tibetan and I think that this group of people can't do it based on their strength alone." He took off Xu Wu's jaw in an instant after the sword failed to kill him, so I tried it out yesterday... It seems that no one is hiding their strength."

"Today, the interrogation will be the main thing. The Tibetan girl has some skills, but...it's difficult"

Ming Zongyi shrugged, couldn't use torture, couldn't organize manpower to search, it was late at night, the gangster didn't even need to provide an alibi, this kind of difficulty in hell, Zangxia wanted to rely on one mouth to solve the case...unless the gangster really Make some huge mistake while talking and kill yourself.

Bo Xue's expression remained unchanged, and he said flatly: "So, you have targeted the group with good fist skills."

"Yes."

"I'll just say it straight." Bo Xue said, "Judging from your current state and progress, it's almost impossible to solve the case."

Ming Zongyi actually had the same thought in his heart, but he was not as absolute as Bo Xue, and he faced the matter with a relatively positive attitude.

"That's hard to say. The Tibetan girls are very good at speaking. I believe someone will show their feet. It depends on people."

Bo Xue said casually: "Even if her words are powerful, it may not be useful."

Ming Zongyi was startled, and was about to ask Bo Xue what the words meant, but the other party lost interest, waved his hand casually, and said goodbye to Ming Zongyi.

"I know what you want to ask, don't take it to heart, I don't know much about this matter, I just said it casually, what you have to do is to firmly believe in your guess... give everything you should do Done, if you still don't have a clue by then, you might as well think about this sentence again."

As he said, the person had already walked away slowly, leaving only Ming Zongyi who was confused.

"No matter how good your speech skills are, it may not be useful...?"

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The second day passed quickly.

Cangxia's personal ability is so strong that Ming Zongyi, a pure layman, can feel it. He asked himself that if he was a villain, facing Cangxia's interrogation, even if he didn't show his feet, he would be a little bit out of line... ...

But after such a trip today, I didn't find anyone with a problem.If there are villains among them, Ming Zongyi has to marvel at their superb acting skills and strong ability to withstand pressure——but if your ability to resist pressure is so strong, why did the sword miss it back then?

On Zangxia's side, she didn't seem to be flustered, she still smiled and bid farewell to Ming Zongyi.

Seven days have passed and two days have passed. As time goes by, the evidence will become less and less. Xu Wu's body has been confiscated. time left.

Not to mention the inner universe scripture, if the criminal's memory is strong enough, he might have memorized it by now. If this book is destroyed, it will be really difficult to convict him.

On the third day, people from Cangxia came. This is a professional team with a good reputation in Jianghu. They do have some skills. Although it took a few days, they still found some clues.

They dug out a set of blood-stained night clothes under a forest. After identification, it was the one worn by the gangster, and a pair of boots and gloves covered with mud were buried together——it is hard to imagine the gangster What kind of state is it in after handling these clothes.

Ming Zongyi and Zangxia didn't stop here either. Zangxia has always maintained a good performance and was not discouraged by the useless efforts all the time, but the reality is that they have achieved nothing.

From an objective point of view, Mu Jinyuan and Meng Zhengyang were short generals, so they were suspicious, but Zang Xia thought there was nothing wrong with their answers.

The fourth and fifth days passed by in a hurry, and the team was at an impasse. They and Ming Zongyi Zangxia were not on the same path. Everything was based on evidence, and they had been collecting evidence for a few days... But, at this time, after all It was summer, the weather was hot, they were a few days late, the gangsters were very careful, and dealt with all kinds of tails, and the lack of cooperation from the martial arts people, the team was struggling.

On the sixth day, Ming Zongyi and Zang Xia did not take any further action after meeting at the agreed place. They had already searched for all the martial arts masters, but they failed to produce any results.

Ming Zongyi remembered what Bo Xue said to him a few days ago, and had to admit an iron fact.

"It may be a bit late to say this now, but I think there is still a chance. Before that, we have to figure out the mistakes we made before...Tibetan girl, what do you think?"

Zang Xia said softly: "It's really unpleasant, but I have to admit that both Ming Shaoxia and the little girl made a mistake... At least from the results, it was a mistake."

"We have found the wrong target group."

Chapter 30 The Magic of Swapping Orders

'No matter how good your speaking skills are, it may not be useful'.

You know, being powerful and not being powerful are relative, Bo Xue doesn't know Zangxia's ability, nor the villain's ability, but he said this sentence.

Obviously, this may not be useful does not refer to the "possible ending after Zangxia and the gangster confront each other", but other situations.

Like... the wrong target group.

If you find the wrong person, no matter how good your speaking skills are, it will be useless.

Obviously, after hearing Ming Zongyi's words, Bo Xue had some guesses, but he didn't say anything.

It's not that Bo Xue insists on being a riddler, and she doesn't want to tell her life or death, but it's meaningless to say it.

Ming Zongyi's guess is a guess, and Bo Xue's guess is just a guess. There is no clear distinction between the two guesses. When Ming Zongyi has already started to prove his guess, Bo Xue said My own guesses are meaningless.

Unless Ming Zongyi finally finds out that his guess is indeed wrong, then Bo Xue's idea is needed, but at this time, in fact, Bo Xue doesn't need to speak at all. This sentence is enough to make Ming Zongyi and Zangxia comprehended.

"Let's sort it out from the beginning." Zang Xia nodded, "Xiaoyao Shanzhuang...is a natural protective umbrella."