The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

When Ye Zhibing heard Master Huo's ridiculous accusation, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Master Huo stared, and said sharply: "What are you pretending? You are guilty."

Ye Zhibing stopped laughing, looked at Master Huo with disdain, and said, "You say I'm guilty? Why am I guilty?"

"You are the murderer. You killed someone and you still want to shirk it. Are you guilty or something?"

Ye Zhibing sneered at Master Huo's accusation, "Master Huo, are you getting old and confused? If I am a murderer, why don't I run away and stay here waiting for you to catch me?"

Master Huo was speechless for a moment.

After the murderer kills, he will naturally escape as far away as possible.

If Ye Zhibing was the murderer, he would have disappeared without a trace, why would he wait here to live next to the corpse.

But Master Huo firmly insisted that Ye Zhibing was the murderer, and his people would naturally follow Master Huo's stance, even though they might not think so in their hearts.

"Ye Zhibing, you are pretending to make people think that you are not the murderer. In fact, you are the murderer. You stayed here deliberately to create false appearances."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Master Huo, what you said is all speculation. Let me ask you, how did the foreigner inside die? Was he stabbed to death with a knife or strangled with a rope?"

Master Huo didn't go into the room to inspect the corpse, but heard the little Taoist priest say that the Taoist temple below is dead.

After the eldest brother heard about it, he called everyone to discuss it, and Master Huo volunteered to take people down to check it out.

Since someone was willing to take the responsibility, the elder brother pushed the boat forward and assigned Master Huo to take people down the mountain to investigate.

Master Huo saw Ye Zhibing here, after thinking about it, he wanted to accuse Ye Zhibing of being a murderer, so that he could use the power of the Qingyun faction to force Ye Zhibing to submit, thus revenge.

Now that Ye Zhibing asked in such detail, Master Huo didn't even enter the door, and he forgot to ask about the specific situation on the way. In addition, the little Taoist deliberately lied, only saying that the person died, and the specific method of death was unclear. Master Huo didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that Master Huo was speechless, Ye Zhibing couldn't help but chuckled, "Master Huo, you don't even know how people die, so how do you know that I'm the murderer? You're clearly trying to frame me."

Master Huo argued strongly: "Ye Zhibing, you are the murderer. I won't talk to you anymore. I will arrest you and let you experience the rules of our Qingyun sect. You can't help but be dissatisfied. Arrest people."

With his sleeves behind his back, Ye Zhibing said with a slight smile, "Master Huo, it's easy to catch me. But have you heard an old saying?"

"What old saying?"

"It's easy to ask God to send God away."

After Ye Zhibing finished speaking, he looked up at the sky with a smile.

Master Huo's face was gloomy, but he still waved his hand, "Catch."

The disciples under him rushed forward, surrounded Ye Zhi's corps, and grabbed him with their hands.

Ye Zhibing didn't resist, just arrest him if you want, arrest him, let's see how the Qingyun faction handles the aftermath.

Master Huo's disciples successfully clasped Ye Zhibing's hands behind his back, and Master Huo ordered: "Catch him to the woodshed, remember to tie him up, and send him to the mountain for interrogation after the senior brother orders."

The guide felt baffled, why did Mr. Ye become the murderer?The police haven't investigated yet. Is this case too muddled?

"Daoist, Daoist, Mr. Ye shouldn't be the murderer!"

The guide spoke for Ye Zhibing.

But this annoyed Master Huo, he asked the guide sharply: "Who are you? Why do you speak for the murderer? Are you not a conspiracy?"

The guide was very frightened by Master Huo's intimidation, "I...I am not an accomplice, Daoist, don't get me wrong."

Master Huo was very satisfied with the intimidation effect, "Since you are not an accomplice, shut up. Open the door, we will go in and investigate."

The guide was frightened by the aura of Master Huo and his group, forgot his oath to protect the scene, and obediently opened the door.

Master Huo led a few people into the room, and saw Paul's body at a glance.

After looking up and down several times, Master Huo only came to one conclusion, the foreigner died, and he didn't know how.

After all, he only knows how to fight, and knows nothing about criminal investigation.

"Uncle, how did this foreigner die?"

A disciple next to him asked Master Huo ignorant of current affairs.

Master Huo almost rolled his eyes, and said with embarrassment: "Maybe he was strangled to death."

The disciple stepped forward, looked carefully at Paul's neck, and said to himself, "Shouldn't there be marks on the neck of the strangled person? This foreigner's neck is clean..."

Master Huo knocked the disciple on the head, "Stupid, the murderer Ye Zhibing is a master, strangling people will not let ordinary people like you see the marks. Do you understand?"

The disciple touched his aching head, although he didn't understand in his heart, he still flattered him: "It's still Master Shishu who has the eyes like pearls, and he saw the murderer's tricks clearly at once."

Master Huo was very helpful after hearing this, "It's good to understand. When the senior brother gives the order, let's dig a hole for this foreigner on the hillside behind."

The disciple agreed: "Okay, Uncle Master."

Master Huo glanced at the scene hastily, then backed out.

He ordered a disciple to go up the mountain to ask the elder brother for instructions, saying that the case was solved and the murderer was caught, what should be done next.

After sending the people away, Master Huo triumphantly led them to the woodshed.

"Open the door."

Master Huo solemnly ordered the disciples to guard the firewood room.

The disciples opened the door.

With the sense of superiority of a winner, Master Huo walked into the firewood room, wanting to see Ye Zhibing's downcast appearance.

But to his surprise, Ye Zhibing sat quietly on the haystack, without any rope on his body, very fine.

Master Huo was so angry that his subordinates were fighting against each other, he called the disciples who came to guard the firewood room, and scolded them: "Didn't you ask you to tie him up?"

The disciple said aggrievedly: "Master Uncle, we brought a rope and tried to tie him up. But he won't let us..."

Master Huo snorted, "He won't let you be tied up? How can you obey the murderer? Do you listen to my uncle's words in your heart?"

"We can't beat him..."

Ye Zhibing spoke at this moment, "Master Huo, if you tie me up, I won't be able to fight back when the mosquito bites me. How inconvenient it is. Let's just tie it up."

Master Huo glanced at Ye Zhibing, who was calm and composed, and thought for a while, he wasn't even his opponent, let alone his disciples.

The current plan is to get Ye Zhibing to the mountain and let the elder brother deal with him.

He doesn't want to be tied up, so he won't be tied up.

Thinking of this, Master Huo pretended to be magnanimous and said: "Ye Zhibing, what you said makes a little sense. Out of humanitarian considerations, then I won't tie you up."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Thank you."