On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

Hearing Hu Mingyue's words, Lin Feng couldn't help but pause, a look of surprise on his face: "You said this is the pollen of the Dusk Flower?"

The tone was full of disbelief, as if someone had heard something extremely incredible.

Hu Mingyue nodded gently, her movements gentle but firm, her voice crisp and soft. "Don't forget, I sell spices. I'm very familiar with this kind of thing. Even though the dusk blossoms are only found in the damp, shaded areas of the mountains, I've picked quite a few in the past."

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with confidence, as if she was describing something very ordinary.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, then walked to the door of the charity cemetery with steady steps.

At this moment, the lantern at the door emitted a dim light, swaying gently in the night breeze.

He said to the soldiers on duty, his tone calm but with a certain degree of urgency: "Please call the prefect, Vincent, and all the gentlemen and students of the academy here immediately, and tell them that I have made a significant discovery."

The soldier nodded in agreement, turned around and walked away quickly. His figure looked particularly hurried under the light of the lantern.

Before long, the charity cemetery, which was originally filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, was gradually crowded with people.

As the candles were lit one by one, the soft candlelight gradually dispelled the darkness, and the gloomy atmosphere seemed to be swallowed up bit by bit by the light, disappearing without a trace.

However, everyone's status is different.

As the person in charge, Zhang Tianshun looked relatively calm, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The other students, some yawning, complained unhappily, "What can't be said during the day? I've already gone to bed. It's definitely going to be hard to fall asleep again after getting up this time."

Someone in the crowd asked loudly, "Lin Feng, you can't be sure to find out who the real murderer is so quickly, right?"

"How can it be so fast?"

Lin Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said slowly, "Although I don't know who the real murderer is, I know that this person definitely cannot be Vincent."

As soon as these words fell, everyone's eyes lit up instantly. They immediately gathered around, asking what the discovery was, their eagerness seeming to drown out Lin Feng.

This time, Lin Feng did not keep anyone in suspense.

He first turned his gaze to Vincent and asked calmly, "Vincent, have you changed your clothes since you left the back mountain?"

Vincent's face showed a hint of confusion when he heard this. He obviously didn't understand why Lin Feng asked such a question, but he still answered honestly: "This set of clothes is not dirty, why do I need to wash it?"

After that, he asked nervously, "Is there any strange smell on it?"

Lin Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He said, "I believe everyone still remembers that it rained heavily around 11:00 yesterday. By then, Vincent had already returned home. Therefore, he was not caught in the rain, so his clothes are very smooth."

As he spoke, he pointed at Vincent's clothes.

Then, he pointed to Guo Lin's clothes and continued, "As for Guo Lin, his clothes are wrinkled, obviously because he got wet in the rain. This proves that Vincent did not kill Guo Lin."

Everyone was stunned and fell into deep thought, carefully thinking about the possibilities that Lin Feng mentioned in their minds.

Lin Feng wasn't idle either. He straightened his body slightly and continued to talk. "That's the first point. As for the second point that proves Vincent is not the murderer of Guo Lin, it's this Mu Yan pollen."

As he spoke, he took out a paper bag containing some tiny pollen.

"I collected this from Guo Lin's fingernails. As everyone knows, the dusk blossom only blooms three hours before sunrise. Now, the sun won't rise until at least the hour of the Chou, which means Guo Lin is still alive until at least the hour of the Xu."

Lin Feng's voice was clear and firm, echoing in the room.

At this time, someone in the crowd nodded slightly, as if he suddenly understood what Lin Feng had said before, and an expression of deep agreement appeared on his face.

However, only Vincent looked a little embarrassed. His face flushed slightly, and he snorted coldly at Lin Feng, his voice full of resentment.

It was obvious that he had always regarded Lin Feng as his mortal enemy, but now he was cleared of suspicion with the help of this mortal enemy. How could he tolerate this when he always claimed to be the most talented man in Datong Prefecture?

Seeing this, Zhang Tianshun immediately smiled and hurriedly bowed to Lin Feng to thank him, with gratitude on his face beyond words.

However, before he could finish his words, Tian Xiaowei snorted coldly, with a hint of doubt on his face: "This seems to be just your one-sided statement, without any substantial evidence."

His voice echoed in the room, breaking the brief silence.

Lin Feng seemed to have guessed what he would say. There was no surprise on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "Since Mr. Tian has doubts, let's go to the back mountain of the academy and take a look."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

So, the group of people walked towards the back mountain of the academy in a mighty procession.

Although it was already late at night and the darkness was as dark as ink, everyone was holding burning torches in their hands.

The light from the torch flickered in the night sky, illuminating this small world almost as if it were daytime.

In the light of the fire, the figures of the crowd cast long shadows on the ground, swaying with their steps.

They stopped and walked along the way, and soon they found the blooming dusk flowers on the ground.

The dusky jasmine flowers bloomed quietly in the night, and their petals glowed faintly in the light of the fire.

Lin Feng took out the pollen he had collected earlier and compared them. Everyone could clearly see the similarities between the two. Even Tian Xiaowei kept his mouth shut, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.

When everyone was about to leave, Lin Feng suddenly uttered a sigh: "Why is there a cave here?"

Almost instantly, everyone was drawn to Lin Feng's voice. They exchanged glances and, without even a second thought, subconsciously headed towards the cave.

Then, the originally dark cave was illuminated by the torches in everyone's hands.

The cave was filled with a damp smell, and there were some water droplets hanging on the walls, flickering faintly in the firelight.

When they saw a stone tablet in the cave, everyone was stunned. The writing on the tablet was a little blurry, but still recognizable.

Vincent, in particular, walked over first and then chanted loudly: "This is the forbidden land of the Monpa people. Anyone who enters without permission will surely die!"

His voice echoed in the cave, trembling slightly.

Everyone was stunned, hesitant expressions on their faces. But no one backed down. Instead, someone eagerly said, "Let's go in and take a look."

"Could this be what the rumor about the haunted mountain behind them is about?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Confucius doesn't speak. You are talking about supernatural powers. Have you all read the sages' books and turned them into dog stomachs?"

Huang Xu and Tian Xiaowei exchanged a glance, their faces pale in the light of the fire. Fortunately, the light was dim, and no one noticed their abnormality.

Afterwards, everyone bravely went deeper.

However, after walking for a while, everyone saw those bloody cursed stone statues.

The stone statues are carved so vividly that they seem to carry a strange aura.

In an instant, everyone was frightened, and many people subconsciously turned their heads away, not daring to look at this horrifying scene.

Until Xiaolong said in a trembling voice: "Look, this is how Guo Lin died!"

His voice was sharp with fear.

As he finished speaking, everyone looked in the direction of his finger. A terrifying hammer-killing image suddenly came into view.

The stone statue shows the tragic scene of a person being hit in the chest by a heavy object. The body is slightly leaning forward, and the chest is severely collapsed, as if it has suffered a huge impact force. The degree of collapse is shocking.

His arms hung naturally, his hands bent weakly, as if he was trying to struggle but was powerless at the moment of being hit, and every finger seemed to be telling of pain.

His facial expression was extremely painful, his eyes wide open, as if he had witnessed an extremely horrific scene before his death, and there seemed to be a lingering look of fear in his wide-open eyes. His mouth was wide open, as if he was screaming in pain, and the open mouth seemed to swallow up the surrounding air.

After seeing this scene clearly, everyone present shuddered almost at the same time.

At the same time, a thought flashed through everyone's mind like lightning -

Could this place really be haunted?

Could it be that Guo Lin was killed by the ghost in such a horrible way because he broke into this forbidden area?

At this moment, Xiaolong completely collapsed.

He ran out frantically, crying loudly, "No, I don't want to stay here anymore. Run quickly, otherwise, we will end up like Guo Lin..."

His voice echoed in the cave, filled with fear and despair.

Before he could finish his words, everyone began to run around in panic. Shouts and footsteps mixed together, and the entire cave seemed to have fallen into a chaotic hell.