film world traveler

The wind and clouds roared, and the sky changed suddenly.

Thunder condensed in the dark clouds, seeming to punish those who spoke rudely underground.

Fahai's eyes fell on the sky, and the color of his eyes changed slightly. He didn't understand why such a vision could occur with just one sentence.

The way of heaven is clear and the cause and effect cycle.

If a matter of words confuses right and wrong and goes against nature, then no matter how powerful Xu Xian is and the destiny is not in him, he will be defeated in the end, so why does he need a natural vision to warn him?

This seemed like a guilty conscience. Fa Hai suddenly had the urge to nod and see the world.

But he held back and said, "Then please ask the donor to lead the way. I have been away from the world for a long time, and I don't know where Qiantang Bailu Academy is."

He neither agreed nor refused.

Chen Jun knew that he could not move a peerless monk like Fa Hai with just words.

But he is in no rush.

But he didn't know that his actions would fall right into Green Snake's eyes.

On the way to Bailu Academy, Chen Jun chatted with Fa Hai: "Zen Master, have you ever seen the Buddha?"

"I have never seen it before." Fahai added: "The heavenly gates of the immortal and mortal worlds are closed, and the great powers of the upper world cannot control the destiny of the human world at will. Tathagata, the World Honored One, does not follow the five elements, does not enter the six paths of reincarnation, and is outside the sky.

Above the sky."

"Zen Master, do you want to see Tathagata Buddha?"

Fahai thought for a while, "Probably... I want to see him."

"Then have you ever thought that the Buddha in your mind may be very different from the Buddha you want to see." Chen Jun smiled, "The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny."

"The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny..."

Fahai chewed on this sentence and said, "Almsgiver Xu's words are quite Zen-like. As for the Buddha's words, they are different from what I imagined."

"Then Zen Master, what is your ideal for practicing Buddhism?"

Chen Jundao: "Destroy demons?"

"The monsters are killing people, so I should get rid of them. But killing monsters is a small way to kill them."

"Zen Master is different from the Fa Hai in my impression."

"Then what kind of person does Xu Donor think Fahai should be?"

Chen Jun did not answer, but asked: "What is the great path that Zen Master yearns for?"

Fahai said calmly: "Educate all sentient beings!"

White Deer Academy is right in front, with peaches and plums planted around it. It is April at this time, the fragrance of peaches and plums is charming, and the sound of reading loudly can be heard from the academy in the distance.

Chen Jun smiled and said, "I believe 50% of this. If it were at the beginning, I wouldn't believe 10%."

Fa Hai did not explain anything, and walked side by side with Chen Jun with kind eyes.

"stop."

A middle-aged nurse outside the academy stopped the two of them.

Chen Jun asked him with scholarly etiquette, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"Are you a disciple of White Deer Academy?"

"good."

"Do you have any credentials?"

In my memory, the academy seemed to have a certificate or something, but Xu Xian kept it in his sister Xu Jiaorong's house.

Chen Jun said: "I didn't bring it with me."

"Not with you?" The middle-aged nurse looked Chen Jun up and down, "It's okay if you don't take it, but you need to pledge something with me."

"If Zen Master has anything that is easy to identify, please leave it here for now, and we will pick it up later."

The middle-aged guard's eyes fell on Fa Hai. Seeing that his red and yellow cassock was almost losing its color, he felt disgusted and said, "I wonder why you, a scholar, are so ignorant. Could it be that you became a nerd after studying?"

"Does this brother want money?"

Chen Jun's smile did not change and he was not angry. Fa Hai quietly watched the development of the situation beside him and noticed that Xu Xian seemed to have a deeper meaning.

"Don't ask for money anywhere."

The middle-aged nurse said very forcefully: "You are a seventh-rank official in front of the Prime Minister's door. Do you want to hand over a coupon for free? In officialdom, you have to be showered and kicked."

"After all, Bailu Academy is one of the four major academies in the south of the Yangtze River. It has a great reputation and is known for its human skills. You, a scholar, don't be fooled by reading."

"My eldest brother is also good at writing and writing, he is very good."

Chen Jun praised the middle-aged nurse, pointed at Fahai and said:

"Then do you know that among Buddhist cassocks, Zen monks wear dark brown robes and green sash and jade cassocks, teaching monks wear jade cassocks and green sash and light red cassocks, and teaching monks wear soap robes and black sash and light red cassocks. This great monk is wearing

Wearing a red and yellow five-color cassock, his status is still higher than the first three, and he is richer than me."

The middle-aged nurse had an expression that said, "I won't believe you if you try to frame me."

"Just ask if you want to give it." He became impatient.

"What can we do if we don't give it?" Fahai looked at the middle-aged caregiver and asked on Chen Jun's behalf, "How could the academy just sit back and ignore the blackmail?"

"Threatening, there is no such thing as a small one."

"If you don't give it, you won't give it. What can you do to a scholar in your academy with a nurse?" The middle-aged nurse gave a sly smile, "But if there are any gossips about the academy in the future, don't blame it on me."

For the first time, Fa Hai felt the power of the people at the bottom. He felt like he was punched in cotton, and asked again: "Then if he is a son of a powerful person, do you still dare to do this?"

"This young master doesn't look like he is a son of a powerful person in what he is wearing. How can he be a son of a powerful person? I, Lai San, have been in the academy for two years. At least my eyes have improved."

"Besides, when the rich and powerful children saw me, they sent me away for just a piece of silver. How could there be so much nonsense?"

"Amitabha."

Fahai closed his eyes and chanted the name of the Buddha.

"It seems like you are obviously bad." Chen Jun smiled, "Then do you know who I am?"

"Who is it? It can't really be..." The middle-aged nurse didn't believe it.

"I am Xu Xian, you must have heard of me in the academy." Chen Jun patted the middle-aged nurse on the shoulder, "I am not talented. I just killed a young man from the Mu Mansion, a wealthy family in Hangzhou, and now I have escaped from prison."

The middle-aged caregiver glared and immediately turned around and ran away.

"Let's go, Zen Master, to see the crime scene."

Chen Jun did not ask Fa Hai what he thought about this matter, letting him taste everything by himself.

"We're here, this should be the house."

According to his memory, Chen Jun found the room in the academy where his classmate Mu Yang lived. The room was located in Area A, and there was a government seal on the door.

"There is a seal on the door, which proves that the crime scene inside is probably not destroyed and there are still intact clues."

Chen Jun tore off the seal, pushed open the door and went inside.

A cool and cold air blows across the face, the interior decoration is classical and elegant, and the traditional antique room is the residence that the academy has always given preferential treatment to the children of wealthy families.

"Donor Xu, how do you plan to solve the case?"

"It's very simple."

Chen Jun's eyes wandered around the room and he replied: "I only need to know the following elements.

1. Information about the deceased and the time when he was found dead;

2. Place of occurrence;

3. Cause of murder;

4. The means of death of the deceased;

5. Is there any witness testimony?

6. Physical evidence and traces;”

"No case can be solved without these elements."

Chen Jun follows the modern criminal investigation regulations and has summarized the most efficient method at present.

"That's the process of solving the case summarized by Donor Xu. It seems that Donor Xu has a bit of an official attitude." Fa Hai is not a person who is unconventional. "This murder case has caused a lot of noise in Qiantang County, and even I have heard about it.

of."

"It is said that the deceased Mu Yang was the eldest son of a wealthy family in Hangzhou and died at Chenshi yesterday. Is there anything that needs to be verified? Could it be false?"

"Of course there will be lies."

Chen Jun squatted down and looked at the stool that had been kicked to the ground. This ancient huanghuali stool was exquisite in style. It was kicked over and looked like the stool on which the victim committed suicide.

While observing, he answered Fahai's questions:

"I heard from Qing She that my classmate Mu Yang was indeed found dead in Chenshi, but this does not mean that he hanged himself in Chenshi.

What if he committed suicide the night before yesterday, or earlier?"

Fahai said: "I'm a poor monk, I don't understand."

Chen Jun explained patiently: "Many disciples of the academy saw that I had many mysterious and strange phenomena before I awakened Su Hui. They mistakenly thought that I knew occult witchcraft, so I could bewitch the souls and make Mu Yang hang himself.

Escape through walls.

This is the sentence the government has set for me, and there are too many loopholes in it."

"Is there any loophole? Unless it can be said that the benefactor is blessed with pure dharma and has not committed any evil acts, otherwise I don't think this verdict is wrong."

"Because apart from this truth, there is almost no better reason to explain that a good disciple of a wealthy family would commit suicide, and he was still holding your sachet in his hand before he died.

Moreover, this room is said to be locked from the inside, and it took a lot of effort for someone to break in and learn what was going on inside."

Fahai had obviously thought about it, but he was still puzzled: "If not, how can we explain that a disciple from a wealthy family hanged himself for no reason, and the place is locked, so it is only possible to commit the crime in the room."

"If there are other murderers, the only way to get out from inside without destroying the wooden door of the room is through wall penetration."

Chen Jun can understand very well the level of criminal investigation in this world.

"Zen Master, can't you see clearly the layout here?"

Fa Hai shook his head, "I can't predict the future, let alone be omniscient and omnipotent like a god, knowing the past and knowing the future."

"Then if you want to solve this case, it's better to think from the perspective of a bystander. Sometimes when you are in the middle of the situation, your thinking is manipulated."

"The situation in the human world is like this, and the situation in the sky among immortals and Buddhas is also the same."

Fa Hai was noncommittal.

"Solving this murder case is very simple, just follow the process I told you."

"The first is the time. The deceased Mu Yang was found at 10 o'clock in the morning, but if the investigation reveals that his real time of death was the day before, it will prove that I was not the murderer."

"Why?"

"Because I have an alibi. A few classmates and I went on an outing in the countryside the day before. I know how to do witchcraft and how to be a clone to kill people."

"Alibi, donor Xu summed it up very well."

"But how can we prove the time of death of the deceased Mu Yang?"

"Open the autopsy!"

"What--"

Fa Hai was surprised and said: "Donor Xu, are you not joking?"

"Zen Master thinks I'm joking?" Chen Jun asked, "Or does Zen Master think that a Confucian scholar like me should be indifferent to the four bodies and five grains, or with my cultivation and status, I don't need to touch the corpse.

."

Fahai nodded: "I really didn't expect that a donor with his level of cultivation would lower his status to touch the corpses of the dead. However, the world often regards the work of others as lowly and unknown. It is very valuable for the donor to do it himself."

"Buddha says: All living beings are equal."

"There is no difference between traffickers and pawns, princes, princes and grandsons in my eyes."

"Amitabha, the great benefactor, is indeed predestined with us Buddhas."

Chen Jun did not answer the question and said: "The body has been taken to Mu Mansion and cannot be inspected for the time being, but the questions about Zen Master are not unanswerable."

"Master monk, you said that the door was locked from behind and was knocked open by someone hitting hard, so this proves that the murderer could not have been killed inside. If he was killed, it must be because of me. After all, I am the only one who can

Spells such as wall penetration."

"Yes or no?"

Fahai nodded, "That's true. The poor monk really can't understand how an ordinary person can kill someone behind a locked door. And if the locked door is not damaged, how can he get out?"

"Great monk, there is a professional term to describe this kind of case, secret room murder case, which specifically refers to this kind of situation."

"Secret room murder?"

"good."

Chen Jun nodded and pointed to the beam in the room above, "Look at the beam in that room, do you see it?"

In front of the two of them, in addition to the elegant and exquisite decoration of the room, the overall structure is no different from other rooms in the academy. In order to save space, a whole row of houses was built, with walls as partitions, dividing the complete houses.

It is two, but there is still some space on the beams, so it is not a problem to accommodate half a person. However, the beams are very high, almost one foot long, and there is no ladder, so ordinary people cannot get up.

"Donor Xu, what do you mean by pointing to the beam?"

"Are you trying to say that the real murderer broke into the deceased Mu Yang's room and committed murder by jumping over the partition wall and stepping on the beams?"

"The great monk is very smart. He is worthy of the profound Buddhist teachings. He can understand everything at once."

Chen Jun looked at the beam, "Everything must have a cause and effect. Since a murder has been committed, it cannot be perfect - I am sure that the murderer's shoe mark must have been left on any beam."

"Let's take a look."

After saying that, Chen Jun floated up in the air, and Fa Hai also followed his example, rising to a height of one foot, almost approaching the roof, and he saw two footprints.

The beams are made of thick round mesh, and have not been cleaned for many years, so a thick layer of dust has accumulated on them.

The two footprints were very distinct on the accumulated dust.

Chen Jun moved his body closer and carefully observed the shape, size, texture, etc. of the footprints.

"It seems you are right." Fahai also looked at the pair of footprints, "The deceased Mu Yang was really killed by someone else, and the murderous plot was so surprising."

"Who lives next door to Muyang's room?" Fahai asked.

"Just go to the academy and ask."

Chen Jun and Fahai landed and walked into Bailu Academy, where pavilions and pavilions were filled with scholars, giving it a very reading-like atmosphere.

"Brother, please stay."

"What's wrong?" A scholar was stopped by Chen Jun.

"What's wrong?"

"You know Mu Yang, right?"

"Know."

"Whose room is next to his room?"

"Cao Ang, Cao Yingtai." The scholar replied without thinking. Looking at Chen Jun's appearance, he suddenly came back to his senses, "You are Xu Xian, you escaped from prison."

The scholar screamed in shock, immediately startling the scholars around him.

At this time, at the gate of the academy, the middle-aged nurse who had just met Chen Jun and Fahai had come with a team of officers and soldiers to pursue him.

Neither of them cared.

Fa Hai said: "As far as I know, if it's true, the first person to discover that the deceased Mu Yang was dead was probably your classmate Cao Ang and Cao Yingtai."

"The Zen master has learned to answer questions quickly."

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A purely original copy of the mystery, without any reference to Conan's case.

If I can guess the next step, I lose.

This is also Jingmi’s attempt to break away from the original framework and create a purely original plot.