Chapter 92

As all the evidence pointed to Su Xin, Xie Zhiyan suddenly raised this doubt, which made some of the people present somewhat suspicious.

However, Gong Qingfeng of the Divine Wind Society suddenly said, "It's not strange for green bamboo paper to appear in Changning Prefecture. Not long ago, Chief Su collaborated with us to monopolize the trade of various Southern Barbarian specialties within Changning Prefecture.

Those merchants all came from the Central Plains. They might not sell green bamboo paper, but it's very likely that they carried it with them.

The Flying Eagle Gang also has a lot of transactions with these Central Plains merchants. Perhaps it was their green bamboo paper that ended up in the Flying Eagle Gang, and Chief Su just happened to use it.

After all, not everyone can distinguish the difference between ordinary paper and green bamboo paper like Miss Xie."

Hearing Gong Qingfeng's words, everyone suddenly felt that this was indeed possible.

Su Xin looked at Gong Qingfeng coldly. This guy was quick to kick someone when they were down.

Jiang Ling laughed loudly, "That's right, this point doesn't prove anything. On the contrary, the sword wounds on Zhang Qingfang's body can't be faked.

In this Changning Prefecture, the only person with the strength to kill Zhang Qingfang and skilled in using a left-handed sword is you, Su Xin!"

Gong Qingfeng sneered coldly, "I can vouch for this. Chief Su's left-handed fast sword is very famous in our Changning Prefecture. Isn't that right, Chief Meng?"

Meng Changhe smiled coldly, "Of course. My disciple died under Chief Su's left-handed sword!"

With everyone pointing at him and all the evidence pointing to Su Xin, Jiang Yuandong snatched a long saber from a Three Heroes Society member, determined to get a result today.

Zhang Qingfang couldn't die in vain; he had to give an account to his family.

But at this moment, Su Xin suddenly looked at Gong Qingfeng and Jiang Ling and laughed. This laugh made the two of them feel uneasy.

"Who told you that only a left-handed sword could cause such wounds? It's a joke!

There are countless strange martial arts techniques in this world. It's very easy to create such wounds. If you don't believe me, I'll demonstrate it right now."

Su Xin suddenly switched to his right hand and thrust his sword at Gong Qingfeng. The sharp edge instantly reached his body, scaring Gong Qingfeng badly.

No one expected Su Xin to make a move at this time. There was no time to rescue him, even Jiang Ling, who was closest to Gong Qingfeng, didn't react in time.

Fortunately, Gong Qingfeng's movements were quick. The Divine Wind Society was famous for the lightness techniques passed down through generations of his family.

Gong Qingfeng leaped behind a member in three steps and pushed him towards Su Xin, trying to use him as a meat shield.

The Dragon's Roam Sword, with its strange frequency, directly cut through the throat of the Divine Wind Society member, blood splattering everywhere.

Gong Qingfeng shouted angrily, "Su Xin! Are you angry and trying to kill to silence me?"

Su Xin sneered, "Silence you? Look at the wound on his neck now."

Everyone focused their attention. The wound on the neck of the member killed by Su Xin was exactly the same as Zhang Qingfang's, but they had just seen Su Xin use his right hand!

Jiang Ling and Gong Qingfeng's expressions changed. Su Xin said coldly, "Don't assume others can't do what you can't.

I, Su Xin, am just a minor figure at the peak of the Later Heaven realm. If I can do it, others who are stronger than me can certainly do it too.

What does a left-handed sword wound represent? If it were me, wouldn't I use my right hand? I forgot to tell you, my left-handed sword is strong, but my right-handed sword is not bad either!"

Faced with such clear facts, everyone fell silent.

Actually, Su Xin was being a bit unreasonable. There are people in the martial world who can create identical sword wounds with both hands, but they are very rare.

Su Xin could achieve this because Jing Wu Ming's fast sword technique was practiced with both hands.

Moreover, this sword technique was strange and fierce, capable of striking from any angle. Creating such a wound was a small matter.

If it were someone else, even Xie Zhiyan, without the knack or sufficient practice, she couldn't do it.

"Now that you know I didn't kill him, why are you still standing here? Waiting for me to treat you to a late-night snack?" Su Xin sneered.

Fang Dongting and others who had a grudge against Su Xin or disliked him coldly snorted and turned to leave. Jiang Yuandong, however, angrily had people take Zhang Qingfang's body away.

If Su Xin wasn't the murderer, who was? If this case remained unsolved, he would surely be punished by his family.

After everyone left, Xie Zhiyan came over and asked, "What exactly happened? Why were you in front of Zhang Qingfang's body earlier?"

Su Xin recounted the events to Xie Zhiyan and said solemnly, "It's clear that someone is trying to frame me, but I don't know their motive.

The person who killed Zhang Qingfang is definitely not from Changning Prefecture. The one who hates me the most in Changning Prefecture is Meng Changhe.

However, Meng Changhe doesn't have the courage to do such a thing, nor does he have the strength. This must have been done by an outsider.

If it was to monopolize the treasure, he could have attacked you or framed you, but what's the point of framing me, a minor gang leader?"

This was what Su Xin couldn't understand. He never thought someone would secretly attack him.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to think about it and to investigate directly.

Su Xin called Huang Bingcheng and asked him to investigate who Zhang Qingfang had contact with that day, especially the last person he saw.

Although Zhang Qingfang was in the Three Heroes Society, Su Xin could still find out about his situation.

The five major gangs in Changning Prefecture had all planted spies or bought people in each other's gangs.

When Su Xin wanted information about the Three Heroes Society, Huang Bingcheng immediately contacted the people and brought back the information within a short time.

Huang Bingcheng said with a strange expression, "Boss, the last person he contacted was a member of our Flying Eagle Gang. He left alone not long after seeing that member."

Su Xin tapped the table and said coldly, "This person is quite ruthless. If I hadn't cleared my name with the sword wound, the investigation would have eventually led to that member."

It was as if the person had written a script, calculating everything very clearly. If Su Xin hadn't cleared his name, someone would have eventually brought up how Su Xin delivered the letter to Zhang Qingfang.

After all, Su Xin had never left the Flying Eagle Gang's territory, which everyone saw. How did Su Xin deliver the letter to Zhang Qingfang? Someone would have followed this lead.

Eventually, it would have led to the Flying Eagle Gang member, and his involvement in killing Zhang Qingfang would have been almost certain.

"This series of schemes is quite clever. Let's go and investigate that member and see who's behind him." Su Xin called Huang Bingcheng and Li Hua to leave, and Xie Zhiyan also followed.

"Miss Xie, aren't you going back to rest?" Su Xin asked.

Xie Zhiyan shook her head, "The events of tonight are too strange. I want to see who's behind this."

Since she insisted on going, Su Xin didn't refuse and immediately had someone lead the way to the member's residence.

According to Huang Bingcheng's information, the member was an old member of the Flying Eagle Gang, having been there for over five years. He was a former disciple of Lin Fuhu's Combat Hall.

Later, when Su Xin expanded the Combat Hall, he became a small leader due to his accumulated strength and was considered a person of status in the Flying Eagle Gang.

The member lived in a small courtyard not far from the Golden Moon Pavilion. He lived alone.

Su Xin and the others didn't knock but directly broke down the gate. Inside, it was eerily quiet.

Huang Bingcheng immediately had people break into the house. Inside the small house, a member dressed in the Flying Eagle Gang's uniform was lying on the table, lifeless.

Li Hua approached and examined him, opening his mouth to check. "He died from poisoning. It's unclear if it was suicide, but there are no signs of struggle."

Su Xin muttered, "Quite clean."

He turned to Huang Bingcheng, "Investigate further and find out his background."

Huang Bingcheng took out a stack of papers, "No need to investigate further. It's all here, but I didn't have time to read it earlier."

Su Xin took the papers and read through them carefully, finally finding something different.

"This member is named Du Jing. His father is a distant cousin of Du Yuansheng, though they are distant relatives. He once served as Du Yuansheng's attendant, managing his weapons."

Weapons are a martial artist's second life. Those skilled in using weapons rarely part with them.

Therefore, those who managed weapons for powerful martial artists were very trusted by them.

Given Du Jing's identity, it proved that he was definitely related to Du Yuansheng's treasure. He couldn't have been bought; he was already involved in it.

At this moment, a member suddenly said they found some clues in the courtyard. Su Xin and the others immediately went out. In the small courtyard, a withered tree had been moved, revealing a passage large enough for a person to enter.

"I'll send someone to investigate first." Huang Bingcheng called a few members to explore the passage, and Su Xin and the others followed.

The passage was crudely built and could only accommodate one person at a time. It was winding and maze-like.

After walking for about half an hour, the passage suddenly opened up, revealing a large hall that could accommodate thousands of people.

PS: Thank you to the readers Yufeng Liuxian, Gao Chengguang, My QQ Name is Cold, Tianwen Dougui, Published Goat, Blood Sweet, and Xiaoluo Yanchen for your support.

Another PS: The author is bad at naming chapters and dividing volumes, so I won't divide them. These chapters are transitional, and the next plot is about to begin.