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Chapter 360 Miscalculation

"Mr. Fang, are you alright? How could there be any necessary connection between my buying ice and the murder of General Hong? Please don't make random guesses and wrongly accuse a good man."

Fang Xiang sneered and immediately told the whole story of how Hong Dazhi's body was brought back to the camp on horseback:

"I have to admit, Master Lin, you're truly a genius. Under those circumstances, you even thought of using freezing to obscure the deceased's true time of death. But I'm afraid you overlooked one point—once a body is frozen, it will bleed from all seven orifices during the thawing process. And you happened to buy four blocks of ice last night. Who else could this murderer be but you?"

"Coroner, you're wrong, aren't you? You've convicted me of murder based on this little bit of specious evidence. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"

As Lin Feng spoke, he found a chair and sat down. Then, he began to chat, "Datong Prefecture is so big, with so many restaurants and bars. A lot of them stock ice, right? Besides, it's almost summer, and all the ice shops are getting ready to open. How can you be sure that I was the only one in Datong Prefecture who bought ice yesterday?"

Although his voice was not loud, it was like a thunderclap, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force.

Fang Xiang's heart skipped a beat and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

Oh no, I was too arbitrary this time.

A deep sense of regret could not help but flash across Fang Xiang's heart.

Of course, this couldn't be entirely blamed on him. After all, he had failed too many times before at the hands of Lin Feng, and each failure was like a sharp thorn piercing his heart.

Now that revenge is imminent, he can't help but feel a little impatient, just like a person who has been waiting for dawn in the darkness for too long, and suddenly sees a ray of light, and becomes so excited that he loses his mind.

Of course, another very important reason was that his intuition told him that Lin Feng was the murderer!

In this episode, several murders occurred. Each murder case exuded a familiar smell, and this familiar smell was only brought to him by Lin Feng.

In other words, in his simple and intuitive understanding, only Lin Feng could create one case after another so perfectly and without leaving any trace.

Moreover, if he switched his perspective to the investigators, he would have a strange feeling, as if he was being led by the nose.

So much so that after realizing that the real murderer of this case was most likely Lin Feng, he seemed to be controlled by some force, automatically ignoring many details, and even his actions were not as rigorous as before, and became full of loopholes.

Although the question raised by Lin Feng was heartbreaking, Fang Xiang rolled his eyes and quickly adjusted his state of mind. A faint smile appeared on his face again, and he said:

"Master Lin, there's no need to worry about this. Since I dared to come and arrest you, I must have my reasons. Now, if you don't want to die, then cooperate with my investigation. If my investigation shows that you are innocent, then I will personally apologize to you afterwards."

As he spoke, he stared at Lin Feng closely.

As Fang Xiang's voice fell, the originally quiet room was instantly shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The soldiers in the room, like well-trained mechanical puppets, drew out their gleaming long swords at their waists at the same time with a swish.

In an instant, the crisp sounds were like dragon roars, echoing back and forth in the narrow space, making people's scalps tingle and their hair stand on end.

Even Lin Feng, who was always calm and composed, couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body under this inexplicable feeling of oppression.

Despite his body's instinctive reaction, Lin Feng's face was as calm as a lake, without a single ripple.

He shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, a faint smile on his face: "Okay, then tell me, how can I cooperate with you?"

It was not until this moment that a faint smile finally appeared on Fang Xiang's stern face, but this smile contained an elusive meaning.

His eyes were like two sharp cold knives, staring at Lin Feng intently, as if he wanted to see through him.

Then, he spoke slowly, "In that case, I'll ask Master Lin to take us to see those ice cubes you just bought yesterday."

At this point, the expression on his face became more playful, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a slightly sarcastic arc: "Don't tell me that you ate all those ice cubes."

Although Lin Feng had already keenly caught the hint of teasing and temptation in the other party's words, he remained calm and said, "How is that possible? I bought those ice cubes for an important purpose."

Soon, Vincent, Fang Xiang and Hong Xiuming took turns to go down the slightly steep ladder of the cellar and slowly went down into the cellar.

The cellar, which was originally pitch dark, suddenly became bright with the dim light of the lanterns in their hands.

Almost in an instant, everyone's attention was quickly drawn to something in the corner of the cellar.

There were a few things carefully wrapped in oilcloth, which were continuously emitting a trace of cold air.

However, before anyone could get close, a strong and rich aroma of wine wafted into their noses.

The aroma of the wine was so strong that it seemed to intoxicate people, and it instantly filled the entire cellar.

The moment Fang Xiang smelled the aroma of the wine, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, as if he had been hit hard by someone.

He could no longer suppress the shock and anger in his heart. He rushed forward and grabbed Lin Feng by the collar. His hands trembled slightly from the force he exerted. He shouted in frustration, "Why did you hide the wine in the cellar?"

Before Lin Feng could open his mouth to explain, two soldiers holding lanterns quickly rushed to the corner and deftly lifted the oilcloth that was still emitting cold air.

Then, their clear and loud voices reached the ears of everyone in the cellar: "General, there are indeed four ice cubes here, but they are just used to chill the wine."

Fang Xiang felt his legs go weak and he fell to the cold and wet ground with a thud, his eyes full of loss and helplessness.

Because he knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to convict Lin Feng today.

In fact, when Fang Xiang saw Lin Feng's calm demeanor just now, he had basically guessed that Lin Feng must have already taken care of everything.

Otherwise, after seeing him coming with his soldiers in a menacing manner, he would never have been able to act so calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

However, even though he had such a vague judgment in his mind, Fang Xiang still had a glimmer of hope.