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Everything was just his deductions, and there was no evidence to prove it. After a moment of thought, he continued, "My guess is that someone had deliberately set up this trap to harm General Murong, and this person might very well be someone from the royal family."

Xing Yu's eyebrows tightened as soon as he heard this and he immediately said in anger, "Brat, don't you ever go out and speak such nonsense."

He calmed down and thought to himself, The Profound Emperor is no longer here, and most people choose to submit to Duke Ming. General Murong, who was the former Profound Emperor's confidante, is already facing a crisis, if I were to continue choosing to remain neutral now, I will become like General Murong, and I will become the target of the revolutionaries in the near future. Sigh, thinking about it, I am just a chess piece in this official's career.

"Fine, you can continue, but these things are hidden in your heart, now is not the time to speak of them, it's not yet time to report them," Xing Yu said helplessly, waving his hand and stroking Fan Mu's head, admitting that his tone was wrong.

"Uncle Xing is too serious, all these are just speculations, there's nothing substantial about them. Right, I wonder if Uncle Xing knows if there's anything suspicious about the body of that imperial concubine," Fan Mu asked. He thought to himself that if someone really wanted to frame General Mu, the corpse of the imperial concubine must have been disposed of by now.

"Why do you say so? I think there are two places with some doubts, but I don't know if there is any connection between them. The first is that in addition to the wound left by the Seven Stars Treasure Sword, there are also a few small cuts on Consort Fang's body, they seem to be caused by the broken pieces of glass. I think we also found the broken pieces of glass at the scene, but other than that, there is also a frostbite." At the end, he saw Fan Mu's pensive expression and he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

"Why would there be frostbite? The room was burned down like that, and it would be great if there weren't any burns. Why would there be frostbite? But this …." Lingyun was speechless and began to doubt the credibility of this evidence.

"I don't know about this uncle, but the other thing is that one of her belongings is missing something from her belongings, it is the pearl that was given to her by the current Duke Ming. It should have been attached to the jade hairpin, but it suddenly disappeared without a reason, and even now it hasn't been found." Xing Yu's tone was filled with disbelief, but right now, he had only received so much information from his underlings.

"Yes, indeed. If there is any conflict, I don't know if there will be any breakthroughs after I have asked the witness tomorrow. Ai, there isn't much time left, the day after tomorrow, Uncle Murong."

"Alright, let's go back and rest," Xing Yu suggested as he saw that the children didn't have anything important to say.

The several people nodded and followed Xing Yu out of the chamber.

After returning to their arranged rooms, the three of them still did not intend to rest. They lit an oil lamp and sat down to continue their discussion.

Feeling tired, the room immediately quieted down. Looking at the flickering flame on the table, Susu couldn't help but ask, "Little Mu, why is the oil lamp lit?"

Fan Mu, who was thinking about the case, didn't react for a while. After a while, he showed a surprised expression. "Eh, why did you suddenly ask such a strange question? There's lamp oil under the lamp, if …" At this point, Fan Mu stopped in his tracks. He seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had missed a very important detail. He then joyously complimented, "Susu, you're a genius!"

"Eh, what's wrong with you?" Sue asked, puzzled. She felt uncomfortable being praised like this.

"Go to sleep. We'll see the results tomorrow, but I'm still confused about how we did it now. I hope there'll be results from tomorrow's interrogation."

"..."

On the morning of the second day, under the lead of Si Kong, a few people arrived at the restaurant very early in the morning. At this moment, the burly man was already guarding the entrance.

"Why are you here so early? I've arranged to meet with you guys for two hours now, I think we'll have to wait for a while."

"It's fine, can we enter that room? We found some suspicious places." Fan Mu nodded, and then explained his purpose of coming here.

"Of course, let me lead the way." As he spoke, he led the way and brought the children into the restaurant. This time, Si Kong did not stay outside and followed behind them into the restaurant.

"These are people sent by Lord Xing to investigate. Let them in," the burly man explained to the guard at the door.

Susu stayed outside just like before. To prevent the case from being leaked, Fan Mu and Lingyun felt that it would be better to let Si Kong stay outside. They wanted Susu to keep an eye on him to prevent any sudden moves.

Entering the room, Fan Mu strode to the overturned oil lamp and wrapped it with silk. He picked it up and examined it; it was already empty.

Then he walked over to the burnt mark, bent down, sniffed it, wiped it with his finger, and the same thing happened. He walked into the pool of blood, sniffed it, and smiled.

Seeing the look on Fan Mu's face, Lingyun felt better. It seemed like Fan Mu had solved the mystery of the fire. Now all that was left was the frostbite from Consort Xian's wounds. Where did they come from?

"Let's go, we have something to ask the guard." Fan Mu returned to his normal expression and spoke calmly.

Lingyun opened the door, and Fan Mu was the first to leave. The others were waiting by the door for news from the two of them.

"What did you find?" The muscular man was the first to ask.

Seeing Si Kong standing at the side and thinking of how Susu had warned him that the fellow would not be able to see through her, Fan Mu didn't want to tell him too much. He replied carelessly, "Yes, I found something wrong and decided to report it to him. Right, I also want to ask him a question."

"Just say it, if I know it, I'll tell you the truth." The burly man patted his chest as he spoke bravely.

Fan Mu smiled. This man gave him a good feeling; he probably wanted to do something for General Murong, so he didn't hide it. "Do you know which room that concubine lives in? I want to take a look."

Being asked this question, the stocky man suddenly became a little puzzled and asked, "Isn't this her room? "I heard from the person on duty that this is it, could it be..."

"What did you say?" He had always thought that this was General Murong's room, but in his opinion, this was the room of the deceased consort.

"This is the room of the dead man," the stocky man repeated, rubbing his head.

"So that's how it is. Then you know General Murong's room, I want to go in and take a look." Fan Mu seemed to have realized something and hurriedly said, afraid that the most important evidence would disappear if he went too late.

"It's over there where the guards are. Follow me." With that, he led the group to General Mu's room.