Chapter 22

"We ...... What are you doing at Li Yong's house? Looking at the courtyard in front of him, San's eyes widened, and its red pupils seemed to dim in the darkness, no longer bright and frighteningly red.

"Why don't you talk and stare at me for what?" Seeing that Zhao Zimai didn't react, Sang stabbed him with his elbow.

Zhao Zimai felt that his ribs were about to be stabbed by it, so he hurriedly said, "Don't worry, you will naturally understand when Baotian comes out." ”

Saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Baotian walked out of the open gate of the Li family, with a puzzled look on his face, and walked quickly to the side of several people.

"How?" Zhao Zimai asked him.

"I don't know." Baotian wiped the sweat from his forehead and answered three words succinctly.

"Li Yong and Zhu Quan don't know each other?" The look of surprise on Zhao Zimai's face was now no different from the few people beside him.

"I don't know," Baotian repeated, "The Li family has never heard of the name Zhu Quan, in fact, Li Yong and Hu Bing are not very familiar, the two have just drunk a few times together, and they probably can't call each other's names when they meet on weekdays." ”

Zhao Zimai stroked his chin and said softly, "This is strange, Zhu Quan's performance in the mansion is extremely abnormal, so I guess it will be him who killed Li Yong, and then blamed all the crimes committed on his master, but now it seems that this speculation is not accurate." ”

"I don't know each other, but I can kill people for money." Sang followed disdainfully.

"Yes, but killing people for money, why cut off Li Yong's skin and organs, this is obviously a vendetta."

One sentence made several people fall silent, and Mu Cripple kicked the ground with his toes, rubbing a pit the size of a steamed bun on the ground. Baotian looked up at the sky, with a look on his face that was even more idiot than an idiot. Sang Gang was scolded back by Zhao Zimai, and now he has a tough and strong face, holding his arms, staring at Zhao Zimai dissatisfied, with a provocative expression that you are smart and you want to find a way.

"I said, aren't we looking for Xu Chong? Why are you dwelling on this case, isn't this a matter for the government? After a while, Mu Cripple finally couldn't hold back and took the lead in breaking the silence.

"This is the last case Xu Chong handled before his disappearance, and now that there is no result in finding someone, he can only start from the side, maybe there is an inextricable relationship between his disappearance and this case......

"What's the matter, you should hurry up and give an accurate word, after being delayed for so long, when will you be able to get to the capital?" Sang lowered his face coldly, and his tone was low and hard.

This was the first time it got angry since it came back, and as soon as these words came out, several people were so shocked by it that they didn't dare to make a sound, and Mu Cripple slowly moved behind Baotian to prevent himself from being affected by its anger.

"I can't give you an answer." I don't know which tendon is wrong, Zhao Zimai blurted out this sentence, although he regretted it after saying it, but it was difficult to recover, he could only watch Sang walk towards him step by step, with a grim sneer on his face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Baotian hurriedly took a step forward, crossed between the two, slapped the top of his head exaggeratedly, and said loudly, "I think of one thing, Li Yong's family seems to be a little weird," he said as he glanced at Zhao Zimai, signaling him not to provoke Sang anymore, "They don't pay much attention to Li Yong's death, and even the coffin is the worst, the board is thin, and it is not as good as the materials used by ordinary farmers." I wondered why the Li family was also a rich family, how could they prepare such an inferior coffin for Li Yong. ”

He said that the original intention of these words was to divert Sang's attention, and the person who didn't want to say it had no intention of listening to it had a heart, Zhao Zimai suddenly frowned, and once again turned his gaze to the Li family's mansion, "You say, Li Yong's family is not sad at all?" ”

When he said this, Sang had already pushed Baotian away and walked to Zhao Zimai's side, Baotian was afraid that it would hurt Zhao Zimai, so he hurriedly reached out to stop him. He saw the turbulent momentum on Sang's face, and also saw Zhao Zimai's panicked appearance. He seemed to suddenly realize that he had become its target, gasped, and took a few steps back, as Sang Rinrin's gaze swept past.

"Don't hurt my son-in-law."

Baotian pounced, Sang rubbed Zhao Zimai's shoulder and walked quickly towards the door of the Li family, and after standing at the door, his right hand drew a beautiful arc in front of him, and threw the copper needle towards the open door.

"Thread the needle, embroider the soul back, and catch the soul in this house for me." After that, it turned around and smiled sarcastically at Zhao Zimai behind him, "After extrapolating and calculating, there is no conclusion, it is better to let the living soul itself tell us who killed him." ”

Zhao Zimai was stunned for a moment, and then smiled dumbly, "Yes, I forgot about this stubble, I was stupid." ”

A ray of light burst out from the Li mansion, and the white line at the end of the needle shimmered, leaving a trail of elongation in the darkness. At the end of the thread, a figure was firmly tied, undressed, and covered with wounds of various sizes, long and round, one by one, and from a distance it looked like he was wearing a dress with a dark red flower. The most terrifying thing is his face, the whole face and even the lips, nose and eyebrows have been cut off, leaving only two bloody eye sockets, staring blankly at Zhao Zimai, who is also looking at him blankly.

"Li Yong, who killed you?" Sang had already waited impatiently, holding the copper needle in one hand, and his eyes glanced at the soul.

"Kill...... The one who killed me is ......" A sound that seemed to cry but not crying floated from the end of the white line and fell on everyone's ears like a fleeting wind, "No...... I'm going home, I'm going home...... Home ......"

Sang's upper and lower lips touched together, and he let out a very loud smash, "Tell me the murderer, and I will let you go back, don't ink." ”

"Where is this...... I'm going to...... I'm going home......" The living soul didn't seem to understand what it was saying, and still babbling home, not noticing that one of San's faces was swollen red, and his teeth were clenched together, making a terrifying "creaking" sound.

Mu Cripple is the best at observing words and feelings, and when he sees such a scene, he takes the first step and limps in the opposite direction. Baotian also came to Zhao Zimai's side, and whispered in his ear, "Childe, it seems that this fire is inevitable today, let's avoid it, don't start the fire...... Yes...... Son? ”

Zhao Zimai shook off Baotian and walked forward, leaned over to look at the "Li Yong" who was cut to pieces, took a deep breath, and whispered a few words, "You, not Li Yong?" ”