"Senior Brother, was it really you? Tell everyone it wasn't you. Why did you steal that money? You've been in this temple for over thirty years. You watched us grow up. You taught us many things. You've never thought about returning to a secular life. What would you use that money for?"
Fa Ming cried, pulling at Senior Brother, not believing he would do such a thing.
Senior Brother sighed.
"It was Senior Brother who did it. Senior Brother broke the precepts."
This statement completely absolved the young man of suspicion.
The police went up to check the rafter, and sure enough, aside from that bundle,
there were two clear fingerprints on the rafter. They took impressions of the fingerprints and easily compared them to Senior Brother's. They indeed matched, so it seemed the comrade was not wronging Senior Brother.
Everyone was in an uproar. It was indeed an insider, and done so neatly and skillfully.
