Yuan Bing's doubtful point is: “I asked many people on the scene. When Bian Yue was injured, he stood on the periphery, with his position on the left side of the White-Horn-warriors. There were several students of the Bianxi tribe beside him. Because of the teacher's guidance, these students did not participate in the scuffle, just watched the battle on the periphery. In the scuffle, the teacher and the school guard once held up a soil shield and a wall to stop the fighting from reaching to their side. In this case, the White-Horn-warrior wanted to hurt Bian Yue with a bone arrow, unless he aimed at him intentionally, he had to turn sideways and shoot him straight."

Bian Bao, holding the lost and recovered son, didn't want to be too inquisitive. Instead, he said, “Maybe its accidental injury."

Yan Mo shook his hand. “In this kind of thing, I don't like the maybe, maybe, maybe these words. What are you going to do, Bing?”

Yuan Bing, “I want to restore everyone's position at that time."

Mr. Li clenched his fist.

This is a rather troublesome thing, but Yan Mo agreed without hesitation: "Yes!" action

Yuan Zhan didn't say anything, but everyone knows he won't veto any decision of the priest.

Yuan Bing immediately ordered the picket team to arrange for everyone to stand again.

"Well, how can I get there? I can't remember where I was in that mess.” Someone shouted under the stage.

Yuan Bing seems to have a plan in mind, "Sumen, you let your warriors stand first, do you remember?"

Sumen slightly recalled, nodded, and his memory was very good. At that time, the situation gave him a very deep impression. He could not forget even if he wanted to.

And as long as a person stood in a good position, others can think of their original positions like a puzzle, one by one. Even if they can't remember, people around them will remind him.

In this case, although complete correctness is not guaranteed, more than 80% of the correctness can be guaranteed.

To prevent the White-Horn fighters from cheating, they were the first to stand.

Later, the Bianxi tribesmen, who was fighting with them, stood roughly in confusion.

Secondly, it is the soil control warrior who support the soil shield wall.

Then there are the teachers. At this time, Sumen, Sangye, Ye Xing, Sa Yu, Li and others went down.

Finally, it's the students, even the others. The position of Bian Yue is the key.

Fortunately, Bian Yue's memory is also good. He found his previous position in three turns and two turns. His friends also stood according to the original memory.

Yuan Bing saw that everyone was standing almost. Looking at Yan Mo, it was actually Yan Mo's order to let everyone stand.

Yan Mo asked Bian Yue with a smile, “Little guy, and tell me, why do you know you're standing there?"

Bian Yue took the trumpet from tribesmen and puts it to his mouth with a little game mentality - the child fainted too fast and was too relaxed to feel the threat of death at all. He felt like he has slept for a while and the sharp pain in his chest was gone.

The child gently Ah voice, heard the echo, just smiled and pointed at the White-Horn-warrior behind the earth shield opposite him, replied: “Priest Da-Ren, I remember this White-Horn, because he has a missing ear."

Warrior who has a missing ear is Qiao Nu.

Qiao Nu also looked at Bian Yue.

Bian Yue grimaced at him, held up his horn and continued, “Because he was standing between two earth shields, so am I. I was on his side. I could see his ears clearly!"

"What about his body? Can you see his arm?” Yan Mo continued.

The child shook his head. "There was a shield around. I can only see his head and shoulders. I couldn’t see his arms."

The Bianxi tribe's the chief and the Great Witch gave a light shout.

Yuan Bing understood the meaning of Yan Mo as soon as he saw the two people's positions. After listening to the children's reply, he basically confirmed that Qiao Nu didn't kill intentionally. He kept this way of solving the case firmly in mind, and in the future, he would try his best to restore the scene to its original state whenever he found some difficult cases.

If Yan Mo's action is to establish the beginning of scientific case solving, Yuan Bing is to lay a solid foundation for scientific case solving, kicking off the ancient means of taking things for granted and asking God for clues.

And now.

Yan Mo pointed to Bian Yue and Qiao Nu, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Some people still show a blank expression, but others suddenly realize it.

Yan Mo simply shouted to Qiao Nu, "Take out your bow and arrow and make it look like shooting the Bianxi tribesmen on the opposite side."

Qiao Nu's excitement at this time is unknown. Who wanted to die? In particular, other people don't mean to kill the Bianxi tribe child at all, but he was still regarded as murderer. Who can be reconciled to pose with a weapon at a child?

Bian Yue is just telling the truth, but for Qiao Nu, it not only saved his reputation, but also his life. Because of Bian Yue's move, Qiao Nu's sense of malice towards the Bianxi tribesmen also decreased by a few points.

Qiao Nu was ordered to shoot.

“Bian Yue, you stand by the shield." Yan Mo said again.

Bian Yue ran to the edge of the shield with a smile and stood on tiptoe. He wanted to be level with the shield, but his height was only about 1.3 meters, and the shield was nearly 1.5 meters. Even if he stood on tiptoe, he was still a little bit short.

There are more “Ah" people.

Mr. Li's face became dark. He looked around. He was about to shrink back from the crowd, but Yuan Bing's eyes were on him.

Li stood still and thought that even if Yan Mo could infer that Qiao Nu's arrow would hurt Bian Yue, it would be an accident, but it would not be so easy to find the real murderer.

"Do you see clearly?" Yan Mo looked around the crowd. “First of all, in the position where Bian Yue and Qiao Nu stand, if Qiao Nu really wanted to kill Bian Yue, he must push his arms to him even if he is not facing Bian Yue, but if his arrow is pointing at Bian Yue..."

“Bian Yue, if the arrow of Qiao Nu suddenly points at you, would you find it?" Yan Mo asked Bian Yue instead.

Bian Yue thought about it, put it away and laughed, and said seriously: “I should. I can feel danger very quickly."

Yan Mo nodded, "Second, even if Qiao Nu was aiming at Bian Yue, because Bian Yue is shorter than the shield, unless he shoots back against the shield, the arrow will have to fall from the sky automatically, but can such an arrow be shot... Yuan Bing.”

Yuan Bing jumped to Qiao Nu for demonstration, and lets people carry the cursive man target to the position where Bian Yue stood.

The arrow fell and inserted into the grass man.

Yan Mo then said, "See? The arrows falling in this way will be inserted into the human body vertically or at a high angle, but the arrows in Bian Yue's chest was inserted horizontally. "

By this time, everyone understood.

The evidence is clearly in front of us, and we have no objection to the conclusion that "The White-Horn injured Bian Yue by mistake".

Sumen looked at Yan Mo with adored stars. Even Sangye, Qiao Nu and other White-Horn fighters and the temple-servant are convincedof Yan Mo reasoning for the first time.

But that's not the end of it.

Yan Mo suddenly raised his voice, "Do you all think this is accidental injury?"

The Bianxi tribesmen looked up and wondered: You can show so much evidence, and say he is not hurt by mistake. What is that?

Yuan Zhan's expression was not good. "You are all the students’ elites of the Jiu Yuan now and in the future. Don't tell me, you are really so stupid!"

Er... The warriors and the students bowed their heads in shame.

Some really smart people, such as Wu Chen, Sumen and a few others, have already responded.

Sumen may be simple, but he is not stupid, but he is feeling that it is not suitable for talking now, just thinking in his heart.

Yuan Bing's cold laughter rang out, and he didn't care how people felt about him, and he didn't need to eat a sweet date before swearing like Yuan Zhan, and directly said, “A group of fools! What kind of accident would it take to make an arrow that should have been shot forward not only turn to the side, but also just flat into a child's chest?”

Finally enlightened people: We don't have much experience!

"That's a bone object. Maybe it can shoot sideways?" someone shouted below.

Yuan Bing scolded: “Shouldn’t it stab the partner in front of him? Who is this stupid? Stand up and show yourself!”

Naturally, no one is stupid enough to stand up.

Bian Bao was confused when he heard and saw this. He didn't hide his thoughts. He asked Yan Mo directly, “Priest Da-Ren, if it's not intentional killing or accidental injury, how could my son be..."

The Bianxi tribe's chief suddenly grabbed Bian Bao's wrist and turned livid.

The interrupted Bian Bao looked at his father strangely, “Father, you?"

“I know what happened." The Bianxi tribe's chief roared a string of words.

The Great Witch also managed to understand. His chest heaves heavily.

“It's a conspiracy! It's a conspiracy against the Bianxi tribe and the Jiu Yuan!” Shouted the Bianxi tribe's chief.

The Bianxi tribe's chief may feel that he has been involved in a conspiracy, and almost let the hidden enemy get away with it. He cried out with a roar: "Someone intentionally shot my grandson using the bone arrow of the White-Horn-warrior in this scuffle, trying to provoke our tribe's dissatisfaction with Priest Da-Ren, and they specially chose Bian Yue for this! The White-Horn has just arrived, they have no hatred with us, and it's impossible for them to know the importance of Bian Yue to my Bianxi tribe. So how could they choose Bian Yue? The one who plotted this must have been in the Jiu Yuan for a while, and he must know the identity of Bian Yue very well! What a poisonous man! What a poisonous scheme!”

The Bianxi tribe's chief is angry. They are famous for bravery and blood. The most disgusting thing is cunning and conspiracy. The BianXi tribesmen are more "Simple" and easy to be provoked. Maybe that's why the other side will choose them.

“Chief, priest Da-Ren, so that man must still be here! If you find that person, please give the villain to the Bianxi tribe!”

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan look at the other person, and Yuan Zhan nodded, “OK, after the trial, I will give you the final sentence."

"Thank the chief and priest Da-Ren!" the Bianxi tribe's chief sprang to his knees and stood up again. This is the first time for him to kneel to the Jiu Yuan the chief and the priest.

When Bian Bao heard that someone else hurt his son to cause a dissatisfaction, he squeezed his fist.

The angry shouts of the Bianxi tribe's chief also spread to the ears of all people. It's said that this incident was actually done by a third party. Everyone's mood is more complicated.

Yan Mo looked around the people's faces and estimates that the time has come. He does this not only to find out the real murderer, but also to thoroughly solve the hatred of the Jiu Yuan people towards the White-Horn-people, so as to lay a more friendly foundation for the long-term exchanges between the two sides in the future.

“I don't want to find out why some people hate Sumen so much now, because I know that some of you were deliberately provoked your emotions," people with complex emotions heard

There was an uproar underneath. Even priest Da-Ren said that. It seems that there are enemy spies among them!

"So Mo Da-Ren, do you know who that is?" cried Bian Bao? Please tell us!” I must be the first one to beat him up so that he get forgotten even by his parents! “He doesn't have to kill directly because he has decided to follow the rules of the Jiu Yuan since his son woke up.

Yan Mo did not answer him, but said an unexpected digression: "There are three clans, the White-Horn is in charge of wisdom and kindness, the Red-Horn is in charge of force and courage, and the Black-Horn is in charge of defense and loyalty. The civilization of the Horn-people is indeed longer than that of the Hornless-men, but because they have existed for too long, the internal corruption began to change gradually, the benevolence of the White-Horn clan became weak and retreated, so that it lost the status of the royal family kingship inherited from ancient times, and the leader became the weakest of the three families. And the braveness of Red-Horn clan became brutal, and the force stronger than the other two groups even expanded their desire, and made them turn from warriors to butchers. The loyalty of the Black-Horn clan turned to ambition after seeing the White-Horn clan give way and the Red-Horn clan take advantage, the defensive power turned to the offensive power and became the accomplice and even the main culprit of the Red-Horn clan. "

Sangye and the White-Horn found that they could not deny Yan Mo's analysis of the three clans.

Sighing, "The last time the Bone Sculpting people and major war of the intelligent creatures in the eastern continent lost their correct guidance. They wanted to occupy the whole eastern continent and even regarded all the creatures in the eastern continent as their materials. But the White-Horn couldn't stop them. They can only inherit the bone objects wisdom belonging to the royal family and leave them in the eastern continent. They wanted to completely separate the White-Horn from the other two families. Unfortunately, once the war begins, even if they want to stay outside, it's useless. The White-Horn who doesn't like the war is also forced to be involved, because their force is inferior to that of the other two families, and the other two families deliberately delayed... In the end, all the tribesmen that the White-Horn royal family wanted to keep the peace died in this war. Moreover, the ancestors and souls of the White-Horn clan thought that their blood lines of the Horn-people had been cut off. "

These are the conclusions that Zan-Bu told him about the past of the Bone Sculpting People and his later understanding of the Horn-people.

Yan Mo said, with a slight pause, and asked, "Do you know why I mention this?"

Everyone pondered.

After a long time, a brave child raised his hand tremblingly, “Because you want us to know if other... Well, if the Hornless-men did the same. Will we, the Jiu Yuan, not be affected even if we don't fight?”

Yan Mo smiled and said, "Right answer."

The child was so excited that he couldn't help it.

Other children saw that the child was praised, and they all dared to raise their hands one after another.

Yan Mo, like playing, calls on the children to answer questions.

The second one is Bian Yue. The kid looked around proudly and said in a loud voice, "You guessed wrong! Priest Da-Ren is telling us, we need to be strong! More powerful than other Hornless-men!”

There was a real smile in Yan Mo's eyes.

“Oh?" Yuan Zhan lifted his eyelids and looked at the youth with interest. "Why do you think so?"

Bian Yue's legs felt soft. The Jiu Yuan people are afraid of the chief, and he is no exception. The child's voice trembled, but he still plucked up his courage and said, “If at the beginning, the White-Horn did not lose the status of kingship if they can continue to guide the Horn-people. The last war will not happen. They will not be driven away from the Eastern continent, and they will not want to kill to get back to the Eastern continent now. "

Yan Mo clapped. “Good point!"

It's worthy of being such a valued child by the Bianxi tribe. It's really not easy to have such an understanding at a young age. Although the child's words are a little different from his purpose, it's very good way of pondering a thought.

Yuan Zhan, "Your name?"

Bian Yue's face turned red, he only to felt that there were rosy clouds flying all over the sky.

Others wondered, doesn't chief know the name of Bian Yue? Clearly the Bianxi tribesmen shouted it several times.

But the thoughts of Bian Bao, the Bianxi tribe's the chief and the Great Witch are different. They know that it means that the chief began to really value Bian Yue, and asking his name personally is a kind of recognition and respect.

The Bianxi tribesmen were a little excited. The chief of the big tribe they joined, was the strongest warrior who defeated the powerful big tribe of the Horn-people who had no choice but to go back to their city! Can you hope get the same recognition from this one?

Yuan Zhan looked at Bian Yue and trembled. He thought he was causing fear, so he had to slow down and ask again.

Bian Yue shouted: “My name is Bian Yue! The Bianxi tribesmen above, Chief above, Priest Da-Ren above, the Jiu Yuan will always be strong! The gods of ancestors and beasts bless the Jiu Yuan to shine as stars in the sky and never fall!”

Yan Mo: Child, can you slow down? I haven't finished what I wanted to say.

Reality told Yan Mo: No.

Young people's emotions are the most easily provoked. When the child cries out with passion, they all shout together, “Chief above, priest above, the Jiu Yuan will always be strong!"

It's not enough to shout one time, five times in a row, one time louder than another, one time more exciting!

Then the voice of the adult warrior followed, and the Bianxi tribesmen shouted the loudest.

Yuan Zhan smiled, pulled out the Ink Murder, and held high, "The ancestor above. I, Yuan Zhan, swear by the spirit of war, will build the Jiu Yuan into the most powerful force together with the priest Mo. Anyone who humiliates us and bullies us, sneer at the Jiu Yuan, and I’ll be killed!"

Yan Mo really wanted to roll his eyes. What are you doing! But in such a good atmosphere, he, the priest, can't keep his deep silence.

Yan Mo shook his hand. He had a Yuan Zhan in his hand to make him a specially made scepter. The scepter was exactly the same as the scepter on the Diao, but the stick had more peculiar luster. The top of the mace was a round 9th rank yuan crystal with a large fist.

On behalf of the priest, the scepter was raised, and suddenly the scepter burst into a dazzling golden light!

“Ancestor Gods Above, gods and spirits above. I,Yan Mo vows to protect the Jiu Yuan and enrich the Jiu Yuan together with the chief. Let the people of the Jiu Yuan become the most enviable people in the world. Whoever humiliates me the Jiu Yuan will be killed!"

All the people shouted, "Whoever humiliates our Jiu Yuan, will be killed!"

After continuous shouting, at the climax of the atmosphere, Yan Mo staff suddenly pointed to the crowd: “Catch him!"