The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Seeing the middle-aged Taoist priest leaving in a hurry, Ye Zhibing felt suspicious, so he followed him lightly.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't go to the kitchen, but went back to his room.

Ye Zhibing followed to the door of his room, and saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest had already closed the door.

What the hell is this Taoist doing?
Ye Zhibing couldn't get in, so he circled around the middle-aged Taoist's room and went to the back.

There was a window at the back, Ye Zhibing walked to the window and quickly peeked out.

It turned out that the middle-aged Taoist was lying on the ground in the room, sticking his head under the bed, not knowing what he was doing.

Since the middle-aged Taoist couldn't find himself peeking, Ye Zhibing boldly looked in through the window.

The middle-aged Taoist groped under the bed for a while, and found a snakeskin bag. There were not many things in it, and they were ordinary.

He took out the bag and stood up.

Ye Zhibing was afraid that he would find out, so he retracted his head.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhibing heard a creak, the middle-aged Taoist priest opened the door, and then there were footsteps going out.

Ye Zhibing sneaked back, saw the middle-aged Taoist priest looking around, and found no one, so he tiptoed to the outside of the Taoist temple.

After walking with the middle-aged Taoist for a while, I came to a small forest.

The middle-aged Taoist stopped walking and looked back, but saw no one.

In fact, Ye Zhibing was following him, but at this time he was hidden behind a tree and was not noticed by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist took out a small knife from his pocket, and started digging under a tree.

After all, it is not a professional tool, and excavation is very difficult and very hard.

But the middle-aged Taoist still persisted very hard, and it took about half an hour before he dug a shallow pit.

He put the snakeskin bag into the shallow pit, and then covered the snakeskin bag with the excavated soil.

After finishing these, he looked at it and felt that it was not safe, so he pulled some grass nearby to cover the mound to camouflage it.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest felt better. After saying a few words of "Infinite Heavenly Venerable", he patted the dust on his body, stood up and returned to the Taoist temple along the original road.

Ye Zhibing did not go back with the middle-aged Taoist priest, but waited for the middle-aged Taoist priest to go away before going to the side of the mound, digging up the mound with his hands, and took out the snakeskin bag.

Opening the snakeskin bag, I saw a backpack inside.

Ye Zhibing thought for a while, and got a little impression of this backpack. Isn't this the backpack that Paul carried up the mountain?

He opened the backpack and found that besides some of Paul's clothes, there was also Paul's wallet.

There were money and cards in the wallet, similar to what Ye Zhibing saw yesterday.

I searched again and found that there was a notepad written in English in Paul's clothes pocket.

Ye Zhibing looked at it and thought it was very valuable, so he took out the notepad and put it in his pocket.

Seeing these, Ye Zhibing can basically determine the truth of Paul's death.

The contents of the snakeskin bag are physical evidence.

Ye Zhibing was worried that the middle-aged Taoist would come back and destroy the evidence in retrospect, so he looked around and found a big stone not far away, with some gaps in the stone, enough to fit the snakeskin bag.

Immediately, Ye Zhibing had an idea in his mind. He stuffed the snakeskin bag into the gap, picked up some small stones, and stuffed it outside. From a nearby perspective, the snakeskin bag inside could not be seen.

Ye Zhibing turned around and piled up the mound as it was before walking back.

He washed his hands first, and then went back to his room.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the guide walking around the door of his room, restless.

"Master, are you waiting for me?"

Ye Zhibing asked behind the guide.

Hearing Ye Zhibing's voice, the guide immediately raised his head and said in a hurry: "I went to the parking place and called the police. They said that because of the long distance, we should protect the scene and we might not arrive until tomorrow morning. Mr. Ye, How can we protect the scene? If someone destroys the scene, do we have any responsibility?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "It's simple, we will stay here, and whoever wants to open the door, we just say whoever is a suspect."

"What if they don't listen?"

"It doesn't matter. Let's record his words with our mobile phone. When the police come, we will listen to them. Don't we have no responsibility?"

The guide slapped his head and suddenly realized, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it? Okay, Mr. Ye, thank you for your guidance. From now on, I will guard the door."

He did what he said, and sat down on the steps of Paul's room door, as if he wanted to be a door god.

Ye Zhibing looked at it and smiled, turned around and went back to his room.

The tea brought by the middle-aged Taoist priest was just warm, and it was very comfortable to drink.

Ye Zhibing drank several cups of tea to quench his thirst, then took out Paul's notepad, studied and waited.

……

"Don't go in, protect the scene now."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm going to see how the protection of the scene inside is going."

"No. Whoever goes in is suspected of murder."

"I... I didn't kill people..."

Outside the door, the guide and the middle-aged Taoist quarreled.

Ye Zhibing listened, smiled slightly, and didn't go out to mediate.

The guide devoted himself to protecting the scene and not allowing himself to take responsibility, his thoughts are understandable.

It is self-evident what the middle-aged Taoist priest wants to do when he goes in.

Just when Ye Zhibing thought that the debate on this matter would be futile, he suddenly heard a curse: "This is where our Qingyun faction is. Our Qingyun faction investigates the matter, what's wrong?"

The voice was very familiar, Ye Zhibing thought for a while, and then remembered who it was.

Master Huo!
Unexpectedly, he was the one invited by the little Taoist priest.

Master Huo has thousands of resentments towards himself, even eating himself is not enough to describe his hatred towards him.

But since this matter was related to him - he was Paul's neighbor, and if his neighbor was killed, he would be questioned no matter what, Ye Zhibing didn't intend to hide from Master Huo.

Just talk to Master Huo bravely.

Ye Zhibing packed up his notepad, strode out of the room, and smiled at Master Huo, "Master Huo, long time no see, are you okay?"

Seeing that it was Ye Zhibing, Master Huo frowned, "Is it you?"

"It's me. Was it a surprise? Your faction invited me to come, and I came."

Ye Zhibing smiled and explained a few words.

Master Huo knew about the invitation of Ye Zhibing, and he was thinking about how to deal with this arrogant young man.

He quickly had an idea, pointed at Paul's door, and said loudly, "Come here, Ye Zhibing is a murderer, arrest him!"

The dozen or so disciples of the Qingyun Sect brought by Master Huo were about to rush forward and arrest Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing laughed, "Master Huo, you say I'm a murderer, won't you allow me to say a few words?"

"Your evidence is conclusive, and you are not allowed to quibble, arrest."