The last clay pot was found in the vegetable field behind Sun Hongfei's house, because it was surrounded by a high fence, and Sun Hongfei had no intention of taking care of the vegetable field because of the death of his old friend, so no one found this clay pot.

It was another part of Liu Mei's bones.

There were deep shoe prints in the vegetable patch, and they were the marks of the rain boots. The broken tiles were scattered, which should be the source of the sound of the broken tiles that Sun Hongfei heard. The tiles have been cleaned and no fingerprints have been left.

Pieced together the tiles, it is a small clay pot. There are no grooves in the dirt. The pot doesn't fall directly into the dirt, but into the ground after hitting something. The soft earth gave the tiles a cushion, so it didn't make a loud noise, and people who were sleeping generally wouldn't hear it.

Zhuang Ling, who had just woken up from sleep, was much more awake at this time, and he analyzed the location of the clay pots.

The corpses were dispersed to four different places, and the murderer dismembered and removed the corpse in order to make it more difficult to determine the identity of the victim, so as to achieve psychological comfort and hide the fact that he and the victim knew each other.

Zhuang Ling thought of criminology expert David Kanter's syncentric circle rule.

Criminals often panic when throwing corpses after committing crimes, and in this process, due to emotional factors and their own physical strength, in fact, the distance between the corpse dumping point and the crime scene is about the same. Therefore, the center of the circle formed by the connection of multiple dumping points is the first crime scene.

After a rough calculation, Zhuang Ling came to a dilapidated temple in the town, which should be the scene of the first crime.

It is a nameless temple with mottled walls, four large vermilion pillars that have faded, and the true color of the wood is bare. The red paint on the walls had peeled off, the corners and eaves were covered with dust, and there were some cobwebs messy in the wind. Due to disrepair, the temple is full of vicissitudes.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a Zen master came here, and the town at this time was still the ancestral hall of the Li family. But suddenly, the Li family all got a strange disease, which would attack every midnight, and the pain all over the body was unbearable, like a knife cut. In order to save the Li family, the Zen master who is kind and charitable chose this piece of feng shui treasure to build a temple. The Li family came here every morning to worship the Buddha, and the pain gradually eased. By the time everyone had recovered, the Zen master was gone. The Li family believed that the Zen master must have become a Buddha, so they still visited the Buddha every morning to thank the Zen master for saving his life.

But nowadays, the temple is deserted.

There are only old people left in the town, and the young people no longer want to stay in this seemingly isolated place, their hearts are full of wealth and future, but they can't pretend to be old people in their twilight years, and they go to work far away. The old people would get up early in the morning and go to the fields to plant and harvest vegetables so that they could be sold at a good price in the market. This kind of life of sunrise and sunset is busy and hard.

The old people have no time to pay homage to the Buddha, let alone the money to renovate the temple. The temple became a place where firewood was piled up.

This huge Buddha statue is smiling, revealing a hint of mystery.

Zhuang Ling carefully searched every corner, but found a pool of congealed blood behind the Buddha statue.

After DNA testing, this is the blood stains of Li Fu and Liu Mei. Next to the bloodstain was the shoe print. However, this time the shoe prints are outward, and the ones found before are all shoe prints facing inward. The owner of this shoe left from here.

When Zhuang Ling looked around, he suddenly found that there was a boxy slit behind the Buddha statue and a small handle in the center.

Zhuang Ling gently pulled it open, this is really a drawer, the size of A4 paper. It was supposed to contain books and the like, but now the contents have been taken.

What could have been hidden in such a hidden place, and where the contents of the drawer had gone, added new doubts to the case.