At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, a pitch-black sedan parked silently outside a villa in the suburbs, behind the dark car window, there were two eyes looking at the villa, and the police car blocking the door of the villa.

Leaning on the saddle, Zhou Li observed the villa not far away, and asked in a low voice, "Is this here?" ”

Wei Zai in the driver's seat nodded: "Liu Ying died here...... What are you doing here? ”

Zhou Li turned his head to look at him: "I said I was Sherlock Holmes, looking for clues, do you believe it or not?" ”

Wei Zai shook his head slightly: "Is it useful to look for clues?" Even if there was really evidence, they wouldn't release the eldest young master. ”

After following Li Xingsheng for so many years, he has long been accustomed to seeing this bizarre world. He understands that since Li Yefeng volunteered to be policed. When the inspector took to 'assist in the investigation', I am afraid that he did not think about coming out of it after clearing his grievances.

Behind this matter is already involved in the officials of the higher level. Since someone can use the energy of the provincial and ministerial level to shake the foundation of the 'Li family', how can they let Li Yefeng get out of prison without their eyes?

Therefore, it doesn't matter if there is no evidence, first to assist in the investigation, and then to be detained for forty-eight hours, it will not take long for one piece of evidence after another to point to him. For the eldest brother of a club like Li Yefeng, if you want to look carefully, will there still be a lack of 'evidence'?

Now that there is evidence, then the next step is the court trial, which can be indefinite or executed...... In just one month, the chaos in Shangyang will end with Li Yefeng's death, and everything will be settled at that time.

And now, the Li family is crumbling, but the shadow of the mastermind behind the scenes has not yet been found.

This is the most irritating thing in the hearts of Li Zijin and Wei Zai, if they can't even find the enemy's body, how can they talk about 'counterattack'?

Hearing Wei Zai's words, Zhou Li turned his head suspiciously: "Who said I was looking for evidence?" ”

"What are you looking for?"

Zhou Li looked at the villa in the distance through the car window, and laughed in a low voice: "I just want to find the real murderer." ”

That's right, it doesn't matter if the evidence or clues are, what he wants to find is not something that can clear Li Yefeng's suspicions, but where the enemy is.

He really wanted to know who was able to push the Li family to the brink in just a few days.

"Wait a minute."

Zhou Li pushed the car door and said to Wei Zai, "I'll be back soon." ”

"Hey! There's a police officer at the door! ”

Zhou Li pointed to the alley next to him and said indifferently: "I'll climb over the wall from behind." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wei Zai to say anything more, he closed the car door, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the villa in the distance.

In the suspicious gaze cast by the police car at the door, Zhou Li made a detour and went in another direction when he was about to cross the boundary line.

After a while, Zhou Li, who turned on the 'fantasy disguise' and entered the stealth state, came back, easily bypassed the police car in front of him, walked in through the side door that had not yet had time to close, and looked up at the exquisite three-story villa.

"It's really a big dog." Zhou Li whispered: "It's really rich." ”

The empty villa sounded like a haunted sound of footsteps, and in the hollow echo, Zhou Li, who was disguised, stepped into the room, and there was a flame in his cyan eyes.

Since stepping into the second stage, his ability seems to have improved by leaps and bounds, and the consumption of acceleration and analysis has begun to decrease, while the efficiency has begun to increase with Zhou Li's ability to adapt to the second stage.

Although he has not yet found what the 'qualitative change' described in the information is, it does not hinder Zhou Li's use of ability.

Through a thin layer of mist, Zhou Li slowly exhaled the gas between his chests, and whispered: "Information gathering, begin." ”

So, once again, he saw that everything was distorted, crumbled, peeled off, and decomposed into the form of the most primitive information under the cover of cyan rainbow light.

The hall covers an area of 130 square meters and is 3.1 meters high, and the specifications of the floor under your feet do not seem to meet the standard.

Looking around the room, Zhou Li was in a steady stream of information collection, and his mind was also vaguely in a trance...... For him now, controlling such a huge amount of information is also a very brain-draining thing.

The first floor was not the scene of the crime, and after looking around, Zhou Li only found a faint palm mark on the doorknob leading to the backyard at the back of the hall.

If it weren't for the increase in ability for analysis and eyesight, Zhou Li would not have been able to find such a subtle trace, just a faint mark on a layer of dust, and if he didn't take a magnifying glass to see it himself, he would hardly notice it.

Nice, a good start.

Zhou Li looked at the doorknob for a moment, and after making sure that he had made the palm print clear, he raised his head and walked to the second floor. The higher he went, the more his brow furrowed.

It had just snowed a few days before Shangyang, and it was the time when the snow melted in the past two days, so it was very easy to get muddy when walking on the road, and it would also leave various footprints on the stairs...... If it is the first time after the crime, Zhou Li can easily identify all kinds of traces; But now there are at least dozens of police officers at the scene. While the first-hand evidence was searched and trampled by them, they also left too many traces, so that almost all the original clues were covered.

Silently sneaking up the stairs, Zhou Li patted his somewhat swollen head, and whispered to himself: "Hey, don't you know how to protect the scene......

In his eyes, those trivial footprints turned into countless ethereal figures, and when his gaze fell on the remnant figure, all the relevant clues would gather and piece together on their own, making the remnant move temporarily.

As Zhou Li stood in the middle of the stairs and looked around, there were blurred figures moving forward or backward everywhere, they passed or overlapped each other without interfering with each other.

It's like compressing a movie that lasts for dozens of hours into a short moment, and countless pictures flash like a tide, even in an empty house, Zhou Li feels a little dizzy.

This gave Zhou Li a reminder: ability is not without limits, and one's own limits cannot be ignored.

When the power of the ability exceeds the limit of one's control, then the only possibility is that the life pattern collapses and turns into a monster with no reason and only instinct - the 'walking corpse'.

Mortal talents are limited, Zhou Jian'an said this, Zhou Li raised his hands in agreement. But in his opinion, this little trouble now is still within the scope of his own talents.

muttering something in a low voice, Zhou Li continued to stride forward, and after walking through the stairs, he finally entered the real scene.

The interior that was originally magnificent, classical and elegant was now in disarray, with traces of being turned over everywhere, and the outline of several human figures circled with chalk where the corpses were found on the ground...... It's like a standard crime scene.

At the moment when Zhou Li stepped into it, all the scenes began to decompose rapidly again, and everything became a layer on the PS software in the distortion, and with the peeling off of the camouflage, it gradually restored to its essence.

Enduring the slight pain in his head, Zhou Li rubbed his brows and stood in front of the window after looking around the scene for a week.

All the clues converged, relying on imagination and logic to piece together a rough outline and graph, Zhou Li's mind had a vague specific analysis, but the details could not be determined.

Even so, he instinctively felt that the place where he was standing now was the most important part. Achieving this through the most basic 'information gathering' is already the limit of the application of this ability.

Zhou Li released the ability to fully open, and after resting for a while, he pressed the door of his feverish head and whispered: Deduction of events, start!

In an instant, a symphony that came from more than just nowhere appeared, like the murmuring of flowing water, erupted from Zhou Li's ears like a torrent of chorus.

The world collapsed in an instant in Zhou Li's eyes, and then reorganized in an instant, all the clues were constantly disrupted like puzzles, and after the first few irregular patchwork, Zhou Li vaguely found the hidden rules.

In that moment, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.

The next moment, the low trills of 'One Step Away' played, and the world was broken and reorganized again!

This time, it's like stepping back in time.

It's like looking down on the tide of time, with all the patchwork evidence going upstream, until finally Zhou Li's gaze crosses the barrier of time and falls ten hours ago.

In the silent world, he saw a vague and old figure standing in front of the window, as if he had seen something terrible, struggling to run backwards, perhaps screaming, but he fell to the ground, his cane falling to the ground, and a faint mark on the floor.

As if suffocating, he struggled and rolled, crawling forward in pain, his nails scratching at the floor, and in the pain he didn't even feel his nails shattered, and the blood left a faint trace.

Looking down at his struggling appearance, Zhou Li frowned silently: This guy ...... What's going on? Epilepsy? Why is there only a trace of him alone, but no clues left by others?

Liu Ying's phantom was still struggling with difficulty, crawling forward with difficulty, until finally, it seemed that he had finally grasped something!

Zhou Li's pupils tightened instantly, and he followed his figure closely, looking in that direction...... There, there is a layer of faint footprints that I almost ignored!

Like clutching someone's trouser leg in pain, Liu Ying may still be begging for something to stop killing him, whether it is money or other things, he will give it.

It's a pity that he was answered with an oncoming blow!

Perhaps impatiently, the killer lifted his foot and kicked him hard in the face, kicking the old Liu Ying away, causing his lifeless body to roll and finally stop in the silhouette of the human figure drawn by the police.

It was the end of a murder.

But Zhou Li stood in front of the vague phantom of the murderer, raised his head to look at his vague figure, and thought about something silently.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Li once again spent all his remaining energy on his ability, and stabilized the illusion that was about to collapse.

Followed by...... All the clues, with this as the backbone, are reassembled and pieced together again, and the reenactment begins!

(To be continued)