Fairy, I really am a villain!

His father was a master who had opened all seven orifices, and the butlers and guards around him were also good at what they did. It was noon now, and this place was at home, and in the inner room!

Even though he was drunk, it was impossible for him not to know about the fight outside.

Since there is no reaction, it means that my father was beheaded silently...

How can this be? !

His face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't care about the mother and son in the corner. He knelt on the ground and bowed his head, knocking his head loudly, "Lady, spare my life, lady!"

Before the person on the beam could respond, a series of dense footsteps sounded.

A group of people rushed into the Jiang family's yard, and after pausing for a while, they all rushed towards this side.

boom!

The door was kicked open and a group of people rushed into the room. The leader was a young man in tight clothes, and most of the others were also carrying weapons.

Seeing this, Jiang Junhua was not afraid at all. Instead, he was overjoyed and immediately stood up from the ground.

With so many martial artists around, how could that woman kill herself?

As for this bunch of peasants, I'll just ignore them for destroying things at home.

"You came at the right time. There's a thief in my house—"

Jiang Junhua was eager to go to his father's room to check. Before he could finish his words, the young man in black took a look around and punched him directly, making his whole face sunken!

He subconsciously covered his face, and blood and urine came out of his nose. Before he could react, someone grabbed his hair again.

The burly diner Wu Yong was furious and punched him in the stomach again, cursing: "What the hell are you doing!"

"Old Wu, please let him live. There is another murderer."

After giving some instructions, Fang Xiwen walked into the house. Looking at the mother and son trembling in the corner, the man who was beaten with a bloody nose, and the hideous head on the ground, he gradually understood what was happening.

Hearing this, Wu Yong nodded, but he still punched the man several times, almost knocking him unconscious. "I despise people like you the most, damn it!"

He followed Fang Xiwen and rushed over. Wu Yong didn't believe it at first, but the young man Fang's confident look was very convincing, and the group ran all the way from the street to the end of the alley without eating.

Jiangzhou men are like this, just having a meal with them in a restaurant is enough to make them follow you.

Seeing so many men rushing in, the mother and son trembled even more violently and huddled into a ball.

Seeing this, Wu Yong wanted to go up to her and offer comfort, but the fear in the woman's eyes made him stop.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am. They are all good people."

After looking at the cross section of the head, the handsome young man stood up and gave her a clean smile: "It's all right now."

The smile was quite contagious. The woman gradually stopped trembling and nodded gently.

So Fang Xiwen turned around and patted Wu Yong on the shoulder, then waved to everyone, "Leave a few people here to watch, and the rest of you follow me to catch the murderer!"

He had the scene cordoned off before entering the house, so he was not afraid that the murderer would escape.

Judging from the wound on the head, the murder weapon was not any sharp weapon such as a knife or a spear. It had an extremely strange and smooth feature, just like cut tofu.

"It should be a special thread. Could it be her..."

With a bad premonition, Fang Xiwen took the lead in opening the rooms in the yard one by one, and found the room in the north that was suspected to be the crime scene. There was a headless corpse lying on the bed.

He must have been beheaded while taking a nap. Beside him, a bunch of guards were lying crookedly. They were not dead, but seemed to have passed out after taking drugs.

Several people covered their mouths and noses and came to the woodshed opposite this room, where they smelled the breath of life.

The murderer can't escape, maybe he is in this room...

Fang Xiwen exchanged glances with a few good fighters, raised his sword upside down, smashed the door open with the scabbard, and then immediately dodged.

boom.

The expected attack did not happen, and a panicked scream was heard in the woodshed.

Seeing this, Fang Xiwen walked in cautiously and found several long large hemp sacks inside, outlining the contours of human figures.

Next to him was a young girl in a black waist-length skirt. Her hands were tied behind her back and her mouth was stuffed with a cloth. When she saw him come in, she jumped towards him.

"Woo, woo, woo!" She shook her head vigorously.

So Fang Xiwen took the cloth out of her mouth, and the girl's eyes suddenly became tearful. "I'm so scared, where is this place..."

"It's all right now. Compared to this, have you seen the murderer?"

Fang Xiwen smiled gently, pointed at the broken tile window and asked.

"Murderer?" The girl shook her head and said timidly, "I, I don't know. I fainted from fright before. I just heard some noise."

"so."

Fang Xiwen did not untie the girl, but quickly walked to the window, took a look, and then opened the sacks.

There were women everywhere, including young girls like her and older women. They were all unconscious, but fortunately they were still breathing.

"Young man, I'm tied up too."

The girl turned her back and showed her slender hands that were tied red. Her moist eyes looked at me, which made me feel pity for her.

"Okay, I'll come and untie you." Fang Xiwen walked over with a smile, his right hand waving slightly near the hilt of the sword, as if he could grasp it at any time.

This is the murderer.

Although the glazed tile windows of the woodshed were broken on the outside, there were no signs that anyone had entered or left.

Perhaps the murderer was an expert in martial arts, but it was more likely that she was still in the house.

The reason why this girl dared to appear in front of everyone like this was because her hands were tied behind her back. It was a dead knot that no one could do alone.

But Fang Xiwen had seen the wound. Others couldn't see it, but he knew it was caused by a special silk thread.

Since you can kill people with silk thread, then what's the difficulty in tying yourself up?

"Young hero?"

"Girl, what's your name?"

Fang Xiwen showed a gentle smile, and his right hand gradually fell towards the hilt of the sword.

"My name is Jiang Chuxing." The girl smiled innocently and looked over expectantly.

His pupils shrank.

Ding Ding Deng!

There was a series of dense footsteps, and Wu Yong's anxious voice came, "Xiao Fang, how are you doing over there? There seems to be a commotion at the door. Did the murderer escape?"

Run away, she's right in front of you...

"I'm fine here. I found the tied-up victim," Fang Xiwen's mind raced. He pointed at the window with a somewhat regretful tone, "The murderer...seems to have left through the window."

Chapter 73: Introducing the Case to the Murderer

Jiang Xingchu's hands were still tied behind his back, and he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

She sneaked out of the house, thinking that since she was free anyway, she might as well kill a few bad guys to find something to do, and soon she set her sights on this family.

The Jiang family is a prominent family in Zhoushan. Although they are not locals, they are a large family that has taken root here decades ago and has grown into a large and diverse family.

The head of the family is a master with all nine orifices opened. He is considered a powerful figure in this small city and has a close personal relationship with the local Dajiang Gang.

Jiang Junhua's father was the second son of the family. He had some kind of dispute with the main family, but he moved out and set up his own family more than ten years ago. He has only one son.

Since Jiang Junhua was born in old age and was the only child, the old man doted on him very much. He did countless dirty things behind his back. Jiang Xingchu, who had just arrived, collected a lot of evidence after a brief investigation.

She does not claim to be righteous. When she encounters something that she cannot tolerate, she will satisfy her own interests a little while dealing with it.

After throwing Jiang Junhua's father's head down, she wanted to appreciate his frightened expression, and then kill him after tasting the fruit brewed in the deep darkness.

But she didn't expect that a group of people suddenly rushed in and ruined her plan, forcing Jiang Xingchu to rely on her extraordinary lightness skills to go around the roof. She originally planned to escape, but a large group of people gathered at the door again.

There was Zheng the butcher who slaughtered pigs, Wu Sanlang who sold sesame cakes on the next street, and even a child who carried a stool and ate melon seeds.

After listening for a while, Jiang Xingchu was so angry that he almost bit his teeth.

I don't know which bastard said that anyone who could get out of there would be rewarded with ten taels of silver.

Is it a loss?

So she had to take the risk of turning back, knocking out the decent women who had already woken up, changing into everyday clothes, and pretending to be captured as well.

Back to the present, her hands are still tied by herself.

Jiang Xingchu looked at the handsome, ignorant, black-clad fool in front of him. His eyes were about to spit fire, but in an instant they turned into soft waves: "Young man, what murderer are you talking about? He looks very scary."

Fang Xiwen saw the change in that instant and groaned in his heart.

Seeing that the crime was committed in broad daylight, he thought it was some vicious thug, so he used a simple trick to seal off the house so that he could send the thug to the Six Gates.

Unexpectedly, they caught a big Buddha.

Although the girl's appearance is far from the illustration, he is 100% sure that this is one of the heroines, the Holy Maiden of the Star Palace, the witch of the Demon Cult, the cold-faced judge... Jiang Xingchu in person.

This special weapon and alias seemed ordinary at first glance, but in his eyes they were like fireflies in the dark night, and it was impossible not to recognize them.

"Miss, you don't know, a murder has just happened here. The head of the family in the house was beheaded. His death was tragic..." Fang Xiwen went against her conscience and began to explain the case to the murderer.

Seeing that the silly goose seemed to know everything and even came over to untie him, she smiled a charming smile, which seemed both timid and flattering, "It's so scary, luckily the young man is here.

Don't you know the young man's name?"

"Fang Xiwen."

He was not afraid of being recognized, because his current image was very different from the Third Young Master, and everyone in the world only knew the Third Young Master's name.

You are scolding Fang Xingyun, what does it have to do with me?

"What a good name! It sounds elegant and refined, yet has a heroic air. It's very suitable for Young Master Fang." Her eyes sparkled, and she clapped softly like an ordinary country girl.

Fang Xiwen was sweating profusely. Fortunately, Wu Yong and his team had already moved the people out and they were no longer in the house.

They were carried in sacks. These men all looked honest and upright, and none of them were clumsy.

"Xiao Fang, what should we do next?"

Before they knew it, they all began to follow Fang Xiwen's instructions and walked back from the door.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen thought for a while, "This is a murder case, it's not something we can handle. Let's go and look after the servants who have woken up, and Miss Jiang will take care of these women, and we'll wait for the Six Gates to come together."