On the live stream, I committed the perfect crime

Originally, Lin Feng and Old Man Chen had already made a solemn agreement in advance that this time Old Man Chen would personally lead Lin Feng to solve this difficult case.

However, things are unpredictable. Just a few days ago, Old Man Chen suddenly received an extremely difficult and urgent task. The complexity and urgency of the task made it difficult for him to split his time. In desperation, he had to arrange for Chen Yan to take over.

Although Chen Yan is young and has a lively personality, once she devotes herself to work, she immediately becomes a different person and becomes extremely calm.

On the way from Zhonghai to Beijing, Chen Yan did not have much conversation with Lin Feng.

This quiet atmosphere also made Lin Feng feel relaxed.

Not long after, the Rolls-Royce Phantom, like a black behemoth, slowly stopped at the gate of an extremely remote courtyard house.

The environment around this courtyard is particularly quiet, with lush trees all around, half-hiding the courtyard, making it look like a paradise hidden in the mundane world.

Tang Jun got out of the car first with a smile on his face. He walked quickly to the side door and opened it: "Ms. Chen, please get out."

However, Chen Yan seemed unimpressed by Tang Jun's greasy appearance, not even glancing at him. She simply followed Lin Feng's footsteps, gliding lightly out the other side of the car door, as if she hadn't heard anything.

The smile on Tang Jun's face froze instantly, and he stood there frozen, looking extremely embarrassed.

But he quickly adjusted himself, forced another smile, and quickly stepped forward, pushing open the slightly old yet still ancient gate of the courtyard, saying, "Please come in, my father has been waiting for you in the study for a long time."

Lin Feng and Chen Yan followed Tang Jun's footsteps and stepped into the courtyard.

The layout of the courtyard is exquisite, and the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard are arranged in an orderly manner, as if telling stories of the past.

They walked through the courtyard and soon arrived in front of an ancient and elegant study.

When I opened the door, I saw an old man sitting upright on a throne.

The old man looked weathered, with years leaving deep marks on his face, but his eyes revealed a kind of majesty that came from without anger.

The moment Lin Feng saw the old man, his heart skipped a beat. Although he had only been in this world for a short time, he had seen this old man on the news and on TV quite often.

Only then did he realize why such a seemingly ordinary murder case could attract the attention of Bureau 749.

After a brief self-introduction, Chen Yan gently pulled Lin Feng and slowly sat down opposite Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang looked solemn and didn't exchange pleasantries. He quietly took out a photo from the drawer and then gently placed it flat on the table. The picture in the photo was shocking.

Mr. Tang spoke hoarsely, "Three weeks ago, my grandson's body was found in the Lingxiu Temple. His chest had been cut open with a Y-shaped knife, and his heart had been removed. Moreover, according to the forensic examination, my grandson's heart was removed while he was still alive."

At this point, a flash of pain and anger flashed across Mr. Tang's eyes, and even his eye circles turned slightly red.

"There were no fingerprints left at the scene,"

Mr. Tang continued, "But there are traces of drug residue in my grandson's nasal cavity and left hand. This is enough to prove that my Yaozu was brought to the scene after being knocked unconscious. In addition, judging from the shape of the wound, the perpetrator is left-handed.

More importantly, my grandson died at 9:30 a.m. on April 11th, while the temple opened at 9:45 a.m. Furthermore, no one had seen my grandson since 11 p.m. on April 10th, yet his car drove out of the gate at 6 a.m. on April 11th and was parked in a corner without surveillance cameras..."

As he spoke, Mr. Tang couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Even now, I still can't understand why the murderer would take such a huge risk and commit the crime at that time. Wasn't he worried that if he wasn't careful, he would lose everything? After all, in such a tense moment, unexpected situations could easily occur. A normal murderer would never take such a risk. It's like dancing on the edge of a knife!"

As soon as Mr. Tang finished speaking, Lin Feng nodded and said firmly, "The murderer must have committed the murder at this special time and in this special place, the temple!"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, Mr. Tang's eyes lit up. He excitedly reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's hand, his voice filled with eagerness and anticipation: "Is there any Feng Shui explanation for this?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then pondered for a moment. With a slightly apologetic look on his face, he slowly said, "I'm sorry, I haven't thought of that yet. But I'm curious, how did you connect these cases to Feng Shui?"

"I heard it from Old Chen as well."

Mr. Tang said, his eyes revealing a hint of reminiscence, "He made this judgment based on the location of the Lingxiu Temple and the murderer's special time of killing.

He said that before a temple is built, feng shui is usually considered. Furthermore, the murderer's choice of time for the killing likely reflects some kind of metaphysical ritual.

At this point, Mr. Tang's eyes dimmed a little, and his tone was filled with disappointment: "How come you, a master of metaphysics, don't even know this?"

Lin Feng did not explain too much, but just said calmly: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and asked curiously, "Is that spiritual temple now blocked? When can we go check it out?"

"Since the day of the incident, I have arranged for people to seal off the temple."

Mr. Tang said, "If you want to check it out, you can ask Xiaojun to take you there tomorrow."

After saying this, Mr. Tang couldn't help but start coughing violently. The coughing sounded as if it was going to cough out all his internal organs, which made people feel heartbroken.

Seeing this, Tang Jun, who had been standing quietly at the door, hurried over.

He first poured the old man a glass of water, then carefully patted his back and said softly, "Okay, let's stop here today. My dad has basically told you everything he needs to say. If there is anything else you don't understand, you can always contact me."

"By the way, I've asked Xiaojun to book the best five-star hotel in Beijing for you two."

Only then did Mr. Tang stop coughing and said, "You've been traveling all day today. You two should rest early."