Every martial artist's cultivation time will not be the same, some are in the morning, some are noon, and some are at night.

The cultivation time of the two martial artists may be the same, but the cultivation time of the thirty-two martial artists is the same, and they all swallow the pill when cultivating, which is very problematic.

If it was to take the pill to cultivate at the same time, then Zhou Fan guessed that it was at this martial arts gathering.

It's just that Zhou Fan quickly frowned, because martial artists need to concentrate on cultivation, they can't be distracted easily, and they need to be most afraid of having others on their side, and these thirty-two martial artists will cultivate together?

If there was a problem with this elixir, would it be that they were cultivating together to avoid the leakage of the elixir?

The more Zhou Fan thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.

At this time, two wrestlers walked in, and one of them said, "My lord, the identities of eleven people have been ascertained so far." ”

"Go and check, find out why they came to this party, and ask the martial artists who are good friends with the Sifu if there are any special things circulating among the martial artists in the city recently, especially the pill ......" Zhou Fan explained one by one.

The wrestlers agreed, and walked away quickly.

The cross-examination of such clues is not something that can be completed in a moment.

Early the next morning, Zhou Fan arrived at the Sifu and gathered all the people who investigated the case to pay attention to the progress of the case.

It's just that Zhou Fan was disappointed, and the inspection of the pill residues over there still couldn't guarantee that these pill residues came from the same pill.

And the wrestlers have not made any progress in tracking the deceased for the time being, and they have asked several friends of the deceased, and they all say that it is just an ordinary party, and the warriors in the city have not circulated anything special recently, and it is still the same as before.

Zhou Fan scolded them and asked them to continue to investigate, including the case of the martial artist who died and was buried in the soil in his house.

After all his subordinates went out, Zhou Fan looked at the file again, he firmly believed that his direction was not wrong, but why didn't the other martial artists know about the pill except for the dead martial artist?

Could it be that this is not some cultivation elixir, but a special poison?

But how did the murderer force or lure so many warriors to swallow this elixir?

These dead warriors were all experienced and would not trust anyone easily.

Unless they are controlled and can't help themselves......

Zhou Fan shook his head irritably, there were too few clues, and it was useless to speculate.

After he entered the Yiluan Division, Fang He'an's case and the case of these thirty-two martial artists were not solved in either case, which really annoyed him.

I used to be called Detective Hunter Zhou, but now the crime solving rate is actually zero...... Zhou Fan laughed at himself.

Zhou Fan, as the chief officer of the case, did not need to do these things to find clues himself, he put away the file, closed the door and went out to explain a few words to the little official, left the Yiluan Mansion, rented a carriage and went to the direction of the academy.

If there is a clue, these people in the Sifu will naturally go to the academy to find him, if the matter is urgent, then you can use the message charm, he doesn't have to stay here and continue to wait for the news, it is really a waste of time.

But before the carriage reached the east gate, it suddenly stopped suddenly.

"Are you looking for death when you suddenly rush out?" came the groom's shouting and scolding outside.

It seems that someone rushed out out of the blue, causing the carriage to have to stop.

Zhou Fan immediately showed a vigilant look, he opened a curtain, and saw that there was no abnormality in the street, pedestrians, and loud vendors.

Zhou Fan's face softened slightly, and he patiently waited for the groom to drink back the man.

But the people outside shouted, "Please pass the letter to the lord in the carriage for me." ”

Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, he opened the curtain and took a look, and found that it was a middle-aged man with a somewhat sallow face.

The middle-aged man was holding a letter in his hand, and when he saw Zhou Fan coming out, he said with a happy face: "My lord, this is a letter to you." ”

Zhou Fan glanced around, but didn't find anyone too suspicious, he asked, "Who asked you to send the letter?"

When the groom saw Zhou Fan coming out, he closed his mouth and let Zhou Fan deal with it.

The man arched his hand and said, "I don't know, that man gave me some money and asked me to send a letter to my lord." ”

"Then do you know me?" Zhou Fan asked again.

The messenger shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Zhou Fan's face was slightly gloomy and said, "You don't know me, how do you know that this letter was given to me?"

"Let me deliver the letter, the lord pointed to the adult's carriage, and I thought it would not be wrong, and I chased it for a while before I caught up with the adult's carriage. The middle-aged man still had beads of sweat on his forehead.

The carriage in the city was not moving fast, but it was not easy to catch up, and it was obvious that the middle-aged man also had a lot of effort to catch up with Zhou Fan's carriage.

"What does that person look like?" Zhou Fan asked.

He wondered who would send him such a letter.

"That person ......" The middle-aged man was stunned as soon as he spoke, and he said a little dazed: "Strange, why can't I remember what he looks like, I forgot whether he was a man or a woman." ”

Zhou Fan's face was slightly condensed, he stepped out of the carriage, looked at the person who delivered the letter and asked, "Then who are you?

The middle-aged man didn't answer, he looked vigilant: "My lord, I'm just sending a letter, what are you asking me about?"

"How do I know if you really sent the letter?" Zhou Fan's face was slightly cold.

The middle-aged man snorted, he threw the envelope on the ground, "Anyway, I have delivered the letter, whether it is up to you or not." ”

The middle-aged man threw the letter and turned around and left.

"Want to go?" Zhou Fan sneered, his hand grabbing towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man couldn't even make a basic resistance, so he was grabbed by Zhou Fan with an arm.

The middle-aged man immediately screamed miserably, "Killed, help." ”

Pedestrians on the road all looked over.

Zhou Fan said indifferently: "Yiluan Division does things." ”

As soon as he heard that it was Yiluansi, no one dared to come over again.

The middle-aged man's face turned even pale, if he knew that the letter was sent to the person of Yiluan Division, he would definitely not send it again, he hurriedly said his name and address.

It's just that Zhou Fan didn't listen carefully at all, he used his true qi, input from the wrist of the middle-aged man he caught, and quickly swam around the middle-aged man's body.

Zhou Fan let go of his hand, he took out a dozen copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the middle-aged man, and said lightly: "Let's go, don't send letters to people you don't know next time, otherwise you won't even die." ”

"Yes, thank you, sir. The middle-aged man grabbed the copper coin and hurriedly walked away.

Zhou Fan turned around and picked up the letter on the ground, he got into the carriage, and let the groom continue to the academy.

The carriage started slowly.

Zhou Fan looked at the letter in his hand, his face was calm, and he was not in a hurry to open the letter.