Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...Sorry, Master Octopus, it's a little messy here."

Looking at the messy basement that had not been sorted out at all, Lu Chengjun scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I...cough! I was worried that it would destroy the crime scene, so I didn't clean it up, don't take it offense, don't take offense!"

"It's okay, it's not much better than my home anyway."

Zhang Yu responded lazily, and took out something like a gossip mirror from his backpack.

Everyone saw him fiddling around on the strange mirror for a while, until the mirror slammed, and a faint golden light appeared, then he held it in his hand, and wandered around in this big basement, looking around by the way. stand up.

When the man turned the basement completely and walked back, everyone saw that he had something in his hand.

They were a rusty saw, a wooden stick, a broken glass bottle, a wire, and a box of old matches that had been damp.

Seeing that Lu Chengjun and Xin Youyou were confused: "Master, what are you doing with these useless junk?"

"These aren't useless junk."

Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two of them with some disgust, and then raised his chin solemnly, "These are the tools used by the murderer to commit crimes."

"……what??"

The faces of the two were instantly filled with question marks, "They are the weapons that killed Tong Moyan?!"

Well……

The two of them couldn't help but glance at the inconspicuous pile of debris again.

How to say it, if you look at it separately, it can indeed be used to take people's lives.

But if these things are used, wouldn't there be five different causes of death in Tong Moyan?

It was not written in the case file back then...

"...If these were direct murder weapons, this case should have been solved three years ago."

Zhang Yu reluctantly complained to the two of them.

Then, he casually dragged a large cardboard box out, and then lined the group of sundries into a row and placed them out.

"You guessed right, Tong Moyan's real cause of death is indeed directly related to spells."

He said, suddenly turned around again, and stretched out his hand towards Lu Chengjun, "Didn't you say that you found a piece of broken paper that looked like a talisman in the basement? Give it to me."

"……Oh, okay!"

Lu Chengjun quickly took out the broken talisman and handed it to him.

Later, everyone saw him sticking the broken talisman directly to the old wire.

In the next second, another golden light flashed in front of him.

I saw that the broken talisman, when it came into contact with the worn wire, magically "grew" out the lower half, becoming a complete lightning talisman, and completely wrapped the broken wire!

"This this!!"

As if seeing a Martian, Xin Youyou rounded her beautiful eyes in surprise.

Man, it's like magic!

Lu Chengjun, who was beside him, was stunned for a while, and then his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a little suspicion in the bottom of his eyes.

strangeness.

Is the method Zhang Yu used really Maoshan Taoism?

How could he feel a strange sense of familiarity...

"Well...it's already obvious."

Looking at the restored talisman, Zhang Yu squeezed his jaw lightly, and couldn't help but smile, "I guessed right, these are indeed the five elements used to facilitate the 'five thunders'."

"...Five thunders hit the top??"

Everyone was stunned.