Chapter 16 Crime Scene 2

"Young Master."

Seeing that the road was open smoothly, Liu Zifeng turned back and said to Xiao Yichen in the car, "It's just ahead."

After the carriage stopped, the boy quickly removed the wheelchair from behind the carriage and straightened it.

I saw Xiao Yichen using his inner strength to fly out of the carriage, and landed firmly in the wheelchair and sat down.

With the appearance of Xiao Yichen, the originally quiet crowd suddenly exploded.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu actually invited the Xiao family over. Their growing curiosity made them focus on Xiao Yichen.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Xiao Yichen reached out and hugged Su Qingtian and got out of the carriage, then followed Liu Zifeng into Wang Mang's house.

The crowd behind them was also suppressed and blocked out, and a few people finally got a moment of peace.

Several government officials were guarding Wang Mang's house outside. With the intervention of the government, the scene was well protected.

There is a small yard with dry firewood piled in the corner, two unfilled buckets of water and a small chicken coop. This is what Wang Mang's yard looks like.

Although he is a pork seller, he does not raise livestock himself. Most of the livestock he buys from others is slaughtered and sold on the same day.

Xiao Yichen entered the courtyard without noticing anything was wrong. However, when Liu Zifeng asked the yamen to push open the only house, a strong smell of blood immediately hit the floor.

What was reflected in his eyes was a room full of blood-red Xiao characters, each one as if they had just been written in blood, with no signs of drying and solidifying into dark brown.

It was already noon, and the room that was supposed to be open and bright turned out to be eerie and eerie, with the cold air rushing straight down my spine and making me very uncomfortable.

Such a terrifying and strange sight made Xiao Yichen subconsciously reach out and cover Su Qingtian's smart eyes in his arms.

"Little uncle, it's not a good thing to hide your ears and steal the bell."

Su Qingtian pulled the big hand from her eyes. She naturally understood Xiao Yichen's desire to protect herself, but if she couldn't see the scene of the crime clearly, how could she help the Xiao family escape guilt.

Before Xiao Yichen could speak, Su Qingtian jumped from his arms to the ground, with her little hands behind her back like a little adult, she slowly walked across the threshold and walked into the house filled with the smell of blood.

The small-looking Su Qingtian was wandering around the room, her big round eyes looking up and down at the characters Xiao everywhere.

Liu Zifeng did not expect this greedy little girl to be so bold, nor did he expect Xiao Yichen to be so ambitious.

Seeing that the little girl turned a corner and was about to see Wang Mang's body in the back room, he wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Su Qingtian stood next to the body covered with white linen and looked at it for a moment, then squatted down and reached out to lift up a corner near the head.

As she moved, the head and chest of Wang Mang's corpse were exposed.

There was no bloody scene as expected. What was in front of him was a mummy that had been dead for an unknown period of time, because it was too dry, as if it had been dried in the desert for several years.

The skin is tightly attached to the bones, and the flesh on the upper body is in this state. The mouth is wide open and the eyelids are dry. It seems that it has been treated by someone, but this posture is not something that a human can do.

Su Qingtian squatted on the ground motionless, staring at the body for a long time.

Xiao Yichen pushed the wheelchair through the door. Just when he was about to approach, the little girl slowly stood up.

"Qingtian..."

Xiao Yichen did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that the sudden noise he made would frighten the little girl.

Su Qingtian turned around and glanced at her uncle, then raised her finger and made a "hush" sign on her lips, signaling her uncle to stop talking. Then she raised her head and began to look at the characters Xiao on the roof and beams.

Finally, his eyes slowly dropped and stopped at the most obvious bloody words on the wall.

Liu Zifeng on the side couldn't guess the riddle that the two people were playing, but seeing the way Xiao Yichen treated Su Qingtian, he couldn't help but start to believe in the little girl in front of him, so he stood quietly and waited.

After a general survey, Su Qingtian also saw clearly the doorway in this house.

One thing is absolutely certain, this clueless murder is related to what happened last night.

A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of Su Qingtian, but only she could see it.

The human-shaped black mist was floating in the room, swaying from side to side, constantly moving around the room.

When Heiwu came to a corner, Su Qingtian walked up directly, stretched out her little hand and slapped him.

The black mist dispersed instantly, and a fat, middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of Su Qingtian.

He was shirtless and wearing a dirty robe. Under his dirty and messy beard, he was mumbling inaudible words.

His eyes were confused, and he was still busy with something in his hands. The way he raised the knife and dropped it seemed that he was continuing his work in life.

This man didn't even know he was dead.

"Where are the things?"

The words without any antecedent attracted the attention of Xiao Yichen and Liu Zifeng.

They looked at Su Qingtian. The little girl was talking to the corner with her head raised.

A ray of light coming from the window happened to fall on Su Qingtian's little face, and no human figure was reflected in the little girl's clear eyes.

There was nothing in the dark corner, and the scene in this blood-stained room was horrifying.

Xiao Yichen sat nervously in his wheelchair and looked at the little girl. He was not afraid of anything else, but that something might happen to the little girl. He was ready to rush over to protect Su Qingtian if there was any trouble.

Liu Zifeng was completely confused. He looked at Xiao Yichen and then at Su Qingtian, not knowing whether to stop him or not, or just wait quietly.

Su Qingtian on the other end used her soul to suppress it, and saw Wang Mang's soul staggering to the bedside after receiving Su Qingtian's question.

The image of nothingness moved slowly, and finally stopped at the head of the bed.

The man pointed a finger at the porcelain pillow, then slowly turned his head.

Su Qingtian's appearance was reflected in her gray-white pupils, and her muttered mouth suddenly moved quickly, but still no sound came out.

Spirits cannot make sounds unless they use a medium.

Su Qingtian didn't pay attention to what the man was saying. She climbed onto the bed, picked up the porcelain pillow and threw it to the ground.

"Wow!"

The crisp sound attracted the government officials standing guard outside the house.

"Sir, what happened?!"

Liu Zifeng stretched out his hand to stop the government servant from entering. With sharp eyes, he immediately saw the yellow object appearing among the debris.

"Stand guard outside."

After dismissing the government servant, Liu Zifeng knelt down under Xiao Yichen's gaze and picked out a bronze medal from the broken porcelain.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yichen took Su Qingtian off the bed and lowered his head to see if the little baby's hand was injured.

Seeing that Su Qingtian was intact, he looked at Liu Zifeng again who was checking the bronze medal and waited for the answer.

The bronze medal was checked repeatedly in Liu Zifeng's hand, and the man's face became increasingly ugly.

It wasn't until Xiao Yichen wanted to ask again that he looked up at the other person and said in a very low voice.

"He belongs to King Jin."
Chapter completed!