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Zhao Zidong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a gloomy face, coldly watching several private detectives busy coming and going, with a trace of obvious impatience in addition to grief.

He is not a patient person, so when the police spent half a day but couldn't find anything, he directly invited some of the best private detectives in Yuzhou City at a high price.

But now a few hours have passed, and these self-proclaimed best private detectives in Yuzhou City are like headless flies, walking around his villa, let alone looking for the murderer, and not even a single useful clue!

"Mr. Zhao." A private detective walked over with a shake of his head and sighed, "I'm very sorry, after my careful observation, I found that there are a lot of people coming and going in your house recently, even if the murderer leaves clues here, I'm afraid it will not be easy to identify." ”

Zhao Zidong's face sank suddenly, he is the owner of the only four-star hotel in Yuzhou City, and he usually doesn't know how many people come to his house to give gifts and pat on the back, even idiots know this, and you need to be a private detective to remind you in particular?

Zhao Zidong said sharply: "I took the risk to distract the guards and paid you a lot of money, but you told me that you can't do anything and can't find the murderer?" Do you think my money is easy to take?! ”

The man hurriedly said: "Mr. Zhao misunderstood, since I can't find a clue, I will naturally return the money to you without a penny!" ”

"Humph!" Zhao Zidong snorted coldly.

At this time, another private detective came over and asked, "Mr. Zhao, is the deceased's first crime scene really the downstairs living room?" Is it possible that in his bedroom and then ......"

"Enough!" Zhao Zidong shouted angrily, "The most experienced police officer in the criminal police team has confirmed that this is the scene of the first crime, if you can't find clues, return the money to me, and then get out!" ”

The private detective's face suddenly looked bad, in their line of work, face is very important, so he was questioned by the employer in person, who would dare to look for him after the word went out?

"Mr. Zhao, I'm not your employee, I can let you insult me, if you don't apologize to me today, I'll ......"

"Get out of here!!"

Zhao Zidong's heart exploded with anger, and he couldn't help it anymore, so he kicked it directly.

The private detective was defenseless, and was immediately kicked on his back, rolled around the living room a few times, rubbed his forehead, hands and feet on the hard mahogany floor, and suddenly broke his skin and saw blood.

"Ah, Zhao Zidong, you dare to hit me!?" The private detective struggled to get up, and looked at Zhao Zidong with red eyes, "I'll fight with you!" ”

Zhao Zidong's face was gloomy, he stood there without retreating, and looked coldly at the private detective who rushed up.

The private detective next to him was busy persuading, the private detective line is not big in Yuzhou City, and these people also know each other, so they persuaded them to talk about it.

Zhao Zidong killed his son, and he wanted to kill someone in a bad mood, so naturally he would not bow his head and apologize, he only stared at these private detectives with cold eyes, and the inexplicable pressure suddenly filled the entire living room.

Although several private investigators did not find any clues, they gritted their teeth and carefully examined all corners.

At this moment, Lin Sun, the private detective who had successfully escaped Fang Tianzheng under a 'unwarranted' excuse, walked in, and when he came in, he heard some noise, but he didn't meddle.

"Huh?" The private detective who had just persuaded him suddenly pointed to the mahogany floor, and the whole person seemed to be trembling faintly, "This, why is this gone?!" ”

The others thought he had found some clue and hurriedly walked over, but when they followed his finger, there was nothing on the mahogany floor.

Everyone looked at the private investigator strangely.

Zhao Zidong also walked up, holding his hands behind his back without saying a word, and looked coldly at the 'fuss' private detective.

"No, the blood is gone!" The private detective shouted anxiously, looking at the detective who was kicked to the ground by Zhao Zidong before, "Didn't you bleed just now?" How is it on the floor!! ”

Several private detectives shrank their eyes, and the backs of one or two were all covered with goosebumps. They looked at the mahogany floor, so clean that they couldn't even see a footprint!

Especially the detective, who was still bleeding on his forehead, was so anxious that he took two steps forward, and looked at the place where he fell just now, and sure enough, no trace of blood was found.

"This, this is impossible, I just fell and bled a lot, I ......"

At this moment, a drop of blood from the detective's forehead happened to drip onto the mahogany floor.

Everyone, including Zhao Zidong, looked at it for the first time, and then ...... One or two were all shocked and retreated.

"This floor...... This floor ......," someone screamed in panic.

I saw that this drop of blood was like a living thing, and it actually crawled from the mahogany floor to the gap between the floors, and then slowly drilled into the crack.

After a few breaths, there was no trace of blood on the mahogany floor!

"This, this ......" Several private investigators were a little confused.

And Lin Duan suddenly remembered Fang Tianzheng's words, could it be that there is really a so-called feng shui in this world?

Zhao Zidong trembled, and muttered to himself: "Ghosts, there must be ghosts, dig, dig, dig out the ghosts below for me!" ”

At this time, Lin Duan suddenly walked to the side and picked up a water cup, and then poured it down towards the gap where the blood disappeared just now, but the gap in the mahogany floor was extremely tight, and as soon as the water was poured up, it flowed directly everywhere, and it could not flow down the gap into the ground at all.

The gloom in everyone's hearts is even heavier.

Lin Duan suddenly looked up at Zhao Zidong: "Boss Zhao, according to the police autopsy report, is the victim's whole body blood mysteriously gone!" ”

Zhao Zidong came back to his senses, groaned, nodded, and vaguely guessed something in his heart, but it seemed to be covered by a thin veil, and he couldn't connect with it.

Lin Yan said excitedly: "Boss Zhao, do you have live chickens and ducks at home?" ”

Zhao Zidong nodded subconsciously: "The kitchen is there, what, did you think of something?" ”

Lin Duan nodded excitedly, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and when he came out, he had a big rooster tied up in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand.

"...... are you?" Several private investigators inexplicably feel the urge to escape from this place.

Zhao Zidong was stunned, he seemed to have realized something.

Lin Zhu directly slashed at the chicken wings of the big rooster at this moment, and the chicken blood soared instantly.

But for the big rooster, this knife is far from deadly!

Lin Zhu hesitated, and finally threw the big on the floor.

Then under the shocked eyes of Lin Sun, Zhao Zidong and several other private detectives, the chicken blood slowly flowed into the ground along the cracks in the mahogany floor.

This process lasted for ten minutes, until finally, all the blood on the big was gone!

"Dead?" A private investigator kicked the big in disbelief, and it was indeed bleeding to death.

Zhao Zidong's eyes were black for a while, and he almost couldn't stand, he finally knew how his son died.

Last night, my son didn't know what the reason was, he didn't eat a mouthful of food, just drinking, and he must have been hungry in the middle of the night, and when he came down to find food in the chaos, he accidentally fell to the ground, broke his skin and bled out, and then, and then he was sucked up all the blood from the mahogany floor!

Just like this big!

"Under normal circumstances, whether it is a human or an animal, as long as the wound is not very large, even if it is not treated in any way, it will slowly coagulate and scar, but if there is an external force that keeps sucking blood on this wound......" Lin Sun's face was also as pale as snow.

With his many years of detective experience, he has never encountered such a strange thing, the mahogany floor, can actually suck blood?

This is simply chatting about the strange things!

Several other detectives also sorted out the cause and effect, how could they still stay here, especially the detective with a wound on his body, he didn't even take the briefcase, and ran out in fright.

"Boss Zhao, since I already know the cause of your son's death, I won't stay longer." Lin Duan also hurriedly put down the kitchen knife and ran out.

I really can't stay in this place any longer.

(End of chapter)