"Hey, boss, isn't this a conditioned reflex?"

Zhang Hu scratched his head and said.

"Okay, Chen Cheng, tell me, what happened?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"It was a murder case. The person who died was an old man from the aristocratic district who went out to sing with his granddaughter."

Chen Cheng replied.

"This kind of case is easy to handle."

Zhang Hu said: "It must be another young master who caused trouble. He fell in love with his granddaughter and accidentally killed the old man. Just pay some money."

"Am I the commander, or are you the commander?"

Ling Xiao glared at Zhang Hu and said.

"You are, boss, whatever you say we should do, we will do it."

Zhang Hu said sarcastically.

"Boss, don't blame him. We have handled it this way before, and both parties will be satisfied."

Zhao Long also said.

"Then let me ask you, what is the crime of killing someone in the Holy City?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Nobles have immunity. Even if they kill people, if they kill only ordinary people, they will be fined at most, up to 10,000 top-quality spiritual crystals."

Chen Chengyan said.

"Is it a noble who committed the crime?"

Ling Xiao asked Chen Cheng.

"No, but he does have some relationship with the nobles. The one who committed the crime was Yan Song, and their family has a powerful person in the divine elixir realm.

Yan Song's father used to lead horses for the Eighth Holy Son and had a good relationship with him, so he was granted the qualification by the Eighth Holy Son to live in the noble area."

Chen Chengdao.

"The Eighth Holy Son Haitangtian?"

Ling Xiao sneered. It seems that there are not many good things among these saints.
Chapter completed!