"Immortal Master Wang, these are the pieces of evidence we've collected recently. But please forgive our ignorance-we truly can't see anything unusual about them."
Before long, Yan Fan had sent all his subordinates out. They would take the Foundation Establishment cultivator surnamed Chen to Ma Yi's home to examine the scene again, help set up security and surveillance, and screen the local population. Yan Fan himself led Senior Brother Wang and the female cultivator surnamed Lu to inspect the place where the evidence was stored.
Most of the items were suspicious objects brought back from the scenes, but with no leads whatsoever in the serial murders, even he had only been able to pick things out at random.
As he spoke, Yan Fan's face grew a little hot. In truth, he had brought these things back merely to report that the task was done and fob off his superiors. Who the hell knew what sort of evidence they were, or what use they might serve?
Senior Brother Wang entered the room and stopped before the rows of cabinets. With a quick sweep of his divine sense, he saw everything Yan Fan had brought back.
Clearly, these were miscellaneous objects taken from the murder scenes: broken vases, inkstones with spilled ink, paperweights from tabletops, bloodstained pillow covers...
Yan Fan seemed to place particular importance on traces. Anything that had been touched, spilled, or contaminated had been brought back.
Senior Brother Wang understood that line of thinking, but did not consider it useful.
When he swept them with his divine sense, he saw only handprints that appeared to belong to the owners themselves. Most of the broken or stained objects were also the result of the victims' movements before death, with no trace of an outsider's aura involved.
Senior Brother Wang had