When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

It was late autumn and the sun was already setting.

The cold air rose, the water vapor condensed, and the fog quietly weaved a veil among the grass in the woods, spreading a thin layer of mist.

Dusk is supposed to be a time for everyone to happily return home.

But at this moment.

The afterglow of the sun shone on everyone's solemn expressions, adding a bit of gloomy and uneasy atmosphere.

Cheng Su's face was even more angry.

Facing Cheng Su's solemn and dignified gaze, Lin Lezhi assured: "Please rest assured, General, as long as this third doubt is solved, everything will be clear."

Seeing Lin Lezhi's confident look, Cheng Su glanced at the people around him, remained silent, and his expression became more solemn.

Three and a half days have passed since we landed on the island.

Leaving aside the soldiers who were used to being on high alert and ready for battle, the common people who had never experienced such a thrilling scene, although they could still pretend to be fine on the surface, were actually already struggling and were completely defeated.

In more than half an hour.

The sun will set completely.

Staying on this island for a moment longer means the variables will increase.

After some deliberation and struggle, Cheng Su looked at Lin Lezhi with a cold arrow-like gaze and said in a deep voice: "I'll give you an incense stick of time."

"Thank you, General. Half an incense stick is enough."

Listen and.

Cheng Su lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Lin Lezhi with a look of scrutiny and speculation.

Although he didn't know where Lin Lezhi got his confidence from, he did admire Lin Lezhi's courage and composure.

"Let me tell you the result first." After a brief pause, Lin Lezhi said affirmatively, "The person who set himself on fire in public was Lu Xingpeng, not Guan Ziheng."

"What?!" He Yu said in shock, "Didn't Lu Xingpeng die before we landed on the island? How could he set himself on fire in front of us?"

"Of course it's impossible for a dead person, but a dead person can be controlled by a living person."

"Control? How to control?"

"this."

In front of everyone, Lin Lezhi took out half of the main leaf vein from his chest.

The small section in the middle is green, and the two ends are dark brown.

"Just based on this half leaf vein?" He Yu said in disbelief.

Not only He Yu, but everyone around him was also confused. It was hard to believe that a dead person could be controlled by just half a leaf vein.

Under everyone's suspicious gaze, Lin Lezhi remained calm and said calmly, "Of course not half a leaf vein, but what if there are dozens of main leaf veins?"

He Yu thought for a moment, his eyes brightened and he said, "Tan Jiang is talking about connecting the leaf veins?"

Lin Lezhi nodded and said, "Brother He is right." Then he looked at everyone, "Just like the soldiers linked the vines that day, the leaf veins can be linked into a simple rope."

Lin Lezhi paused for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and then said clearly: "On the day of the incident, the fog gave him a great help. He led us into the maze he had set up in advance, and he hid in the dark waiting for us to take the bait."

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Early that morning.

After splashing water on the two soldiers, he ran into the thick fog when it was at its thickest.

The scene of the crime had already been arranged by him.

The corpse stood facing the cliff.

What he had to do was to take off his clothes while running so that he could exchange them with the dead Lu Xingpeng in time.

There's no need to wear your clothes carefully, as they will soon be consumed by the flames and you'll fall off the cliff.

When the preparations are complete, he hides in the fog. When someone arrives, he pulls the rope made of leaf veins, causing the tinder to fall from the dead person's hand, instantly igniting the oil around the corpse.

The fire was so fierce that it could burn the rope in the front completely, turning it into the same dry state as the surrounding area, or even reducing it to ashes.

After that, he could leave there in the midst of chaos and get away with it beautifully.

Lin Lezhi reconstructed what happened that day as best as possible through his own reasoning.