Train to Another World.

Chapter 269 Special arrangements
Kang Min suddenly screamed: "You...you...what are you going to do?"

It was Li Zhuoguang who was searching Kang Min's body, causing Kang Min to scream in surprise. All the Beggar Gang members glared at him with anger.

Seeing the former deputy leader's widow being molested in public, Qiao Feng didn't care anymore and rushed over but was broken by Li Zhuoguang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with a punch and was knocked away.

Li Zhuoguang looked at the letter and the fan he had just found and smiled, "It seems that this is the evidence. I am in a good mood today. Don't you want someone to make the decision for you? Then I will make the decision for you."

Li Zhuoguang opened the wax seal on the letter and read it quickly: "Wow, there is such a thing?"

Li Zhuoguang unfolded the fan, displayed it in front of everyone, and asked, "Does anyone recognize this fan?"

When Qiao Feng saw the fan, even though he knew that admitting it would be disadvantageous to him, he still generously admitted: "This is my fan."

Li Zhuoguang frowned and looked at Qiao Feng for a long time: "I see that your words and actions are at least a respectable husband, but I didn't expect that you would carry a fan with you like those disgusting sissies."

Quan Guanqing, who was present, felt offended.

Duan Yu tightened his belt, fearing that the fan inserted in the belt would fall out accidentally.

Wei Changfeng secretly decided that as soon as he had time, he would deal with the fan in the storage bag, so as not to leave a bad impression on the conductor.

Qiao Feng explained, "This was given to me by the former gang leader Lord Wang and Elder Xu. I have always treasured it and kept it carefully. It's a pity that the folding fan was stolen recently, and I didn't expect it to be used to frame me."

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "You only have one side of the story. I can't believe you."

Then he asked the Beggars' Sect disciples, "Does your Sect Leader like to carry this fan with him on weekdays?"

The Beggars' Sect disciples looked at each other in bewilderment. Most of them had never seen this fan before. Some had seen it five years ago when Qiao Feng took over the fan.

Li Zhuoguang concluded: "It seems that someone really framed you. Madam Ma, besides bringing this folding fan here today, have you shown it to anyone else?"

Kang Min shook his head: "No."

"What about this letter? Did you show it to anyone else, or open it and read it privately?"

"It said on the envelope, 'If you open it, you will destroy my body and make me restless in my grave.' So I didn't dare to open it."

"This is interesting. My friend just told me that he smelled the scents of several people on this fan and the letter. The owners of these scents are right here.

Since you haven't shown the fan or the letter to anyone else, how did it get tainted with someone else's scent?"

Kang Min was startled and said quickly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Everyone was also confused. Apart from Li Zhuoguang who was asking and answering questions with Mrs. Ma, his companions were eating snacks at a table nearby, and no one came to talk to him.

Li Zhuoguang pointed at Huang Shiren on his shoulder and said, "His sense of smell is very sensitive. He can smell even the faintest smell. He was the one who told me just now that the fan was stained with someone else's scent."

Although everyone knew that Li Zhuoguang's weasel was very strange, some people still stood up and questioned Li Zhuoguang's words.

Elder Song said, "Although you are a skilled martial artist, you cannot bully us like this. What can a beast tell you?!"

Hearing Elder Song's words, Huang Shiren was so angry that his whole body swelled up: "You are the beast!"

"This this……"

"Monster!"

Li Zhuoguang pressed his hand down and explained lazily: "Calm down, calm down. This is a strange beast, it is normal for it to speak. Ice silkworms can also condense water into ice, it is reasonable for my friend to speak."

Bai Shijing felt something was wrong, so he said, "He is your foster child, so he will say whatever you tell him to say." Li Zhuoguang nodded, "What you said makes sense, but then the question arises again, this letter was also taken out by Madam Ma, how do I know she didn't forge it to frame Qiao Feng?"

Several elders and members of the gang were a little confused. Elder Song said, "Gang Master Qiao and Deputy Gang Master Ma have always been good friends. They can even be called bosom friends. My sister-in-law and Gang Master Qiao have no grudges in the past or in the present. She would never do such a thing."

Li Zhuoguang spread his hands: "It's hard to say about this kind of thing. What if she is a psychopath like me? If Qiao Feng looks at her, she will think that Qiao Feng is flirting with her, and if Qiao Feng doesn't look at her, she will think that Qiao Feng is despising her. It's normal for her to want to retaliate afterwards."

Elder Xu finally recovered from the shock, stood up tremblingly, and said incoherently: "Do you think everyone is like you, a devil... Ugh!!!"

While he was talking, Li Zhuoguang snapped his fingers and a gust of strong wind rushed into his mouth, causing him to retch and unable to speak any more.

"Alas!" Li Zhuoguang sighed and said, "This is really troublesome because it is so complicated. Since I can't figure it out, I have to deal with it in a special way."

Having just witnessed Li Zhuoguang's series of actions, Qiao Feng felt that this man was not in his right mind. Now, he heard about the so-called "special handling of special matters" from the other party, and he had a bad premonition in his heart: "I wonder what you intend to do?"

Li Zhuoguang shook the letter in his hand and said, "This letter is sufficient evidence to prove that Qiao Feng had a strong motive to kill Ma Dayuan, but the atmosphere left in this letter is very strange.

Then let’s just do this, I will kill Qiao Feng first, then kill the person whose scent is on the letter, and finally kill this woman.

As long as I kill everyone who has anything to do with this incident, then among those I kill, there must be the real murderer who killed Ma Dayuan, right?"

Everyone present was stunned, shocked and angry. This man was not acting on behalf of Madam Ma, he simply hated the Beggars' Sect and wanted to find a reason to wipe them out.

As for the smell, he didn't point out who it was, so doesn't that mean whoever he says it is?!
When Ah Zhu heard that Li Zhuoguang was going to attack Qiao Feng, she wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Xiong Facai who saw the signs. Xiong Facai said to her softly, "This kid has killed many people, but none of them should not be killed. Just watch calmly."

Seeing Xiong Facai say this, Ah Zhu could only sit down again with an anxious look on his face.

At this time, another person came, a monk. When Qiao Feng saw the monk, he immediately bowed and said, "Junior greets Master Zhiguang."

This man was Zhiguang from Mount Tiantai. He had once made a great wish and sailed across the ocean to the wilds of the seas to collect exotic tree barks and heal countless people in Zhejiang, Fujian, Guangdong and Guangxi who were infected with malaria. He fell seriously ill twice and lost all his martial arts skills.

When Li Zhuoguang learned about his deeds, he roughly guessed that the place he went to was the treasure island, and the exotic bark he found was the bark of the cinchona tree. From the bark of this tree, cinchona frost, also known as quinine, can be extracted, which has a miraculous effect on malaria.

When Zhao Qiansun saw Zhiguang coming, he huddled into a ball and dared not see anyone.

Master Zhiguang walked up to Li Zhuoguang and put his hands together: "Amitabha, can you please let me take a look at this letter?"

"Master Zhiguang, I know you, and I also know that this letter is genuine."

"Why do you say that, benefactor?"

"Because it's true that someone wants to use this letter to frame someone. I'm not good at using my brain, so I'm too lazy to guess who the real murderer is. As long as I kill everyone, the murderer will naturally die."

"This act of killing is too sinful, and it goes against the will of heaven."

"Isn't that what you did thirty years ago?"

Zhiguang chanted Buddhist mantras, lowered his head and remained silent, while Zhao Qiansun began to tremble all over.

“As far as I know, miasma will not harm the tendons and dantian.

Monk Zhiguang, you practice Buddhist martial arts. If you cannot let go of your worries and are in extreme self-blame and regret for a long time, can you still practice martial arts?
You have stepped into dangerous situations many times to treat the sick. Is this true compassion or are you just trying to make up for yourself?"

"Amitabha."

"Don't call his name. If it worked, there wouldn't be so many miserable people in this world."

(End of this chapter)