Chapter 22,

"What are we doing at Li Yong's house?" Looking at the yard with the carved slabs in front of him, Sang widened his eyes. Its red pupils seemed to be dimming in the darkness, and it was no longer so scary. hinabke

"Why don't you talk? What are you doing when you stare at me?" Seeing that Zhao Zimai didn't respond, Sang poked him with his elbow.

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

When Cao Cao arrived, Baotian walked out of the open door of the Li family, with a puzzled expression on his face and quickly walked to the side of several people.

"How is it?" Zhao Zimai asked him.

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

"Li Yong and Zhu Quan don't know each other?" Zhao Zimai's surprised expression was now no different from the few people beside him.

"I don't know each other," Baotian repeated, "The Li family has never heard of the name Zhu Quan. In fact, Li Yong and Hu Bing are not very familiar with each other. They just drank a few drinks together, and they probably can't call each other's name if they meet on weekdays."

Zhao Zimai stroked his chin and whispered, "This is strange. Zhu Quan's behavior in the government office is extremely abnormal, so I guess if he killed Li Yong and then pushed all the crimes he committed to his master. But now it seems that this speculation is inaccurate."

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

"Yes, but for money, why do you have to cut off Li Yong's skin and organs? It's obviously a vendetta."

A few people were silent with one sentence. Mu Crooker kicked the ground with his toes and rubbed a hole the size of a steamed bun on the ground. Baotian looked up at the sky, with a look even more idiotic than an idiot. Sang Gang was slammed back by Zhao Zimai, and now he was tough and vigorous, holding his arms, staring at Zhao Zimai dissatisfiedly, with a provocative expression that you are smart, you are trying to find a way.

"I said, aren't we going to look for Xu Chong? Why are we struggling with this case? Isn't this the government's business?" After a while, Mu Crook finally couldn't help but break the silence first.

"This is the last case that Xu Chong handled before he disappeared. Now he has no success in finding someone, so he can only start from the side. Perhaps his disappearance has a close relationship with this case."

"What's the matter? You should give me a correct word soon. It's been delayed for so long. When will I get to the capital?" Sang's face turned cold and his tone was low and hard.

This was the first time it got angry after it came back. As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was so shocked by it that they dared not speak out. Mu Clei slowly moved behind Baotian to prevent himself from being affected by its anger.

"I can't give you the answer." I don't know what was wrong, Zhao Zimai blurted out this sentence. Although he regretted it after he finished speaking, it was hard to stop the water. He could only watch Sang walk towards him step by step, with a gloomy sneer on his face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Baotian quickly took a step forward, crossed the two of them, slapped his head exaggeratedly and winked at Zhao Zimai, signaling him not to anger Sang anymore, "They are not too concerned about Li Yong's death, and even the coffin is the worst. The board is thin and not as good as the materials used by ordinary farmers. I wondered why the Li family was also rich, so why did Li Yong prepare such a bad coffin?"

The original intention of his words was to divert Sang's attention. He did not expect that the speaker would not intend that the listener would be intentional. Zhao Zimai suddenly frowned and turned his eyes to the Li family's courtyard again, "You said, Li Yong's family is not sad at all?"

When he said this, Sang had already pushed Baotian away and walked to Zhao Zimai. Baotian was afraid that it would hurt Zhao Zimai, so he hurriedly reached forward to stop him. Seeing the fierce momentum on Sang's face, he also saw Zhao Zimai's panic. He seemed to suddenly realize that he had become its target, took a breath, and took a few steps back, as Sang Linlin's eyes swept over.

"Don't hurt my son."

Baotian was in a flash, and Sang wiped Zhao Zimai's shoulder and walked quickly towards the Li family's door. After standing at the door, he drew a beautiful arc in front of his right hand and threw the copper needle towards the open door.

"Turn the needle and thread, embroider the soul, and catch the soul in this house for me." After that, it turned around and sarcastically smiled at Zhao Zimai behind it. "After typing, there was no conclusion. It would be better to let the soul tell us who killed him."

Zhao Zimai was stunned for a moment and laughed silently, "Yes, I forgot about this, I'm stupid."

A light suddenly emerged from Li's house. The white line at the end of the needle shone, leaving a long mark in the darkness. At the end of the line, a figure was firmly tied, without clothes, and covered with wounds of different sizes, long and round, one by one, from a distance, it looked like a dark red flower dress. The most terrifying thing was his face. His whole face, his lips, nose, and eyebrows were cut off, leaving only two bloody eye sockets, staring blankly at Zhao Zimai who was also staring at him.

"Li Yong, who killed you?" Sang was already impatient, holding a copper needle in one hand and glanced at the soul.

"The one who killed me is" A sound of crying and not crying came from the end of the white line and fell into everyone's ears, like a fleeting wind, "Don't go home, I want to go home."

Sang's upper and lower lips touched each other and let out a loud thump, "Tell me the murderer, I will let you go back, don't tell me."

"Where is this, I want to go home?" Shenghun seemed to not understand what it was saying, and still talked about going home, noticing that Sang's face was swollen and red, and his teeth were biting together, making a fearful sound.

Mu Cutezi was the best at observing words and expressions. Seeing this scene, he took the lead and limped towards the reverse. Baotian also approached Zhao Zimai and whispered in his ear, "Young Master, it seems that this fire today must be triggered. Let's avoid it, don't cause fire to get on your body, ah my master?"

Zhao Zimai shook Baotian and walked forward, leaned over and looked at "Li Yong" who was cut to pieces. After taking a deep breath, he whispered a few words, "You are not Li Yong?"
Chapter completed!