Who Is the Suspect 1

Yang Zhihu thought for a while and told Feng Wu, "It is said that the Ministry of Magical Clothing is within the Nanshan restricted area, but only very few people have the right to know their specific location."

Feng Wu touched her chin and fell into contemplation, and soon she said to Feng Xun, "Invite Elder Yan and Elder Mu."

Feng Xun turned and walked away quickly.

After listening to Yang Zhihu's words, Feng Wu paced back and forth in the room.

The last thing she wanted to happen happened.

The person who stole the inscription propeller is the assassin of Dongsang Kingdom, and this assassin is very likely to infiltrate the magic costume department.

In other words, there are spies from Dongsang Kingdom in such a secret magic outfit department, which is terrifying.

What is even more frightening is that now the Grand Marshal is not there, Dean Lu is not there, Dean Xu is not there, and even the Great Elder Helian is not there.

The only one who can be called presiding over the overall situation is the Great Elder Dongfang.

Feng Wu rubbed her brow bone with some headache.

Elder Yan and Elder Mu came first. Elder Yan was fine, but Elder Mu was still a little emotional.

Feng Wu had no extra words, and directly asked the two elders to write inscriptions on the board.

Elder Yan looked at Feng Wu suspiciously, he didn't understand why.

Elder Mu's arrogant face "If you want to describe it, you can describe it, so what is this old man?"

Feng Wu's voice was cold, "Someone stole my inscription propeller, I suspect it's you two."

what

Feng Wu suddenly said a word, and almost scared the two elders to death.

Elder Yan and Elder Mu both stared at Feng Wu with shocked eyes.

Feng Wu nodded, "That's right, I just doubt you. The inscription is your only chance to prove yourself."

Elder Mu looked bad. "Feng Wu, don't go too far. You are the colonel. Elder Yan and I are both generals. You should kneel down for us."

Feng Wu's icy and serious eyes stared at Elder Mu. Without any extra words, she directly took out the token of Emperor Junwu.

Feng Wu now finds that this token is quite useful. Whenever someone with a higher level than her is playing prestige, the token is out, and the years are quiet.

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When Feng Wu took out this token, Elder Mu's face was flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

He had no choice but to squat on the ground and use a carving knife to carve an inscription on the wooden board.

The inscriptions of each inscription master have their own customary arrangement order. The higher the inscription master, the more his own style.

It's like writing an article. Some people's articles have a special style, so even if they cover the author's name, it's easy to guess who it is.

The inscription master who cracked the Feng Wu inscription before belongs to the high-level inscription master with style.

It didn't take long for Elder Yan to submit his work.

Feng Wu glanced at it and put the work aside.

At this time, Elder Mu slowly handed in the works.

When Feng Wu looked at it, her eyes narrowed slightly.

She looked at the inscription and then at Elder Mu.

Elder Mu was a little flustered by his gaze.

"Hey, I'll tell you what look you're looking at, I'm not a thief." Elder Mu panicked.

He pulled Elder Yan and asked Elder Yan to testify for him.

"Lao Yan, I was with you from beginning to end, you can testify for me, right?"

Elder Yan hurriedly said to Feng Wu, "Xiao Wu, Elder Mu has indeed been in and out with me from beginning to end, and we have never been separated."

Feng Wu knew that that person was not Elder Mu, because when Xuan Yi was injured and was chased and killed by Yang Zhihu, Elder Mu was in front of her.

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