Hearing Zong Zijin's words, watching the stern-faced Wenren Meiqiao coldly walk toward Zong Zijin, Hongxi the Daoist of the Kunlun Sword Sect, suddenly blocked Wenren Meiqiao's path, saying, "General, please clarify your words."
Wenren Meiqiao smiled, her beautiful eyes coyly glancing at Shen Qiang, giving him a "wait for me tonight" look, then, with a calm raised eyebrow, said, "Zong Zijin here, murdered an ordinary person who had a conflict with Shen Qiang, because he was Shen Qiang's classmate, so he had a chance to contact Shen Qiang."
"So he left Shen Qiang's usual surgical knife, fingerprints, and hair at the scene." Wenren Meiqiao raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying, "The plan was flawless, that person had a grudge against Shen Qiang, and Shen Qiang had every motive to kill."
"The methods are obvious, the fingerprints and hair constitute ironclad evidence."
