Hearing this, Xichang Wuzuo shook his head decisively.
"Mr. Yang is overly worried. This kind of wound cannot be caused by an animal bite."
"The positions of these wounds are somewhat off. They do not conform to the estimate of the animal's size."
"Even if we let this go for now, assuming that many animals attacked the Xu family, it still doesn't make sense."
After he finished speaking, he pointed to another corpse and said:
"Mr. Yang, please look at this corpse. If you look carefully, his wounds are almost exactly the same as those on the previous corpse."
"Look at this again..."
"Obviously, their wounds are about the same size and depth, but their locations are different. My subordinates still feel that they encountered the same hidden weapon."
Yang Dong nodded slightly when he heard this. I chose to accept Wu Zuo’s explanation.
After all, he didn't understand autopsies, so professional matters should still be left to professionals.
The reason why he asked more was because he was influenced by the movie in his previous life.
Yang Dong nodded slightly, but a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Obviously, this clue has been broken again. If you want to continue the investigation, it may be difficult this time.
"Well, in that case, let's get out of here first."
After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, but just as he was about to leave the dungeon, his eyes froze slightly.
He pointed to the side of the dungeon where the garbage was piled and asked:
"When was this garbage piled here?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Zhao Sanfeng and Ming Xiu were stunned, but even Yu Xiaoyu also had a look of astonishment on his face.
It's all right, Master, why are you fighting with a pile of rubbish?
But then, he realized something was wrong. My master is such a shrewd person, why would he focus on a pile of garbage?
He subconsciously looked at the pile of garbage, and after a moment, a look of seriousness flashed across his face.
"Didn't you hear Mr. Yang's question? Where are the people!"
Ming Xiu and Zhao Sanfeng looked at each other, although they both felt that this matter was a bit strange. But he still called the steward of the dungeon.
The steward of the dungeon is a fat guy with a sinister look on his face.
As soon as they saw the chief officials and general magistrates of Wuzhou City following Yang Dong silently as little followers, they immediately guessed that Yang Dong was an extraordinary person, so they respectfully walked over and saluted, and then said:
"May I ask, sir, when do you have time?"
“When did this pile of trash get piled here?”
Yang Dong asked slowly.
"this……"
There was a trace of doubt on the steward's cheek. But soon he raised his hand to summon a jailer and asked:
"Where's Old Liu who is responsible for cleaning up the garbage? Why didn't he come today?"
The jailer also looked puzzled. He looked around and then continued:
"It's strange, Lao Liu is usually very punctual, why is he missing today?"
Hearing this, Yang Dong and Yu Xiaoyu looked at each other, and Yu Xiaoyu immediately asked:
"Do you know where this old Liu family lives?"
The jailer nodded decisively and said:
"You can come with me!"
Wuzhou City, in a dilapidated civilian alley.
Yang Dongyu Xiaoyu took Wuzhou's chief officials and general judges to a small courtyard.
At this moment, the wooden door of the small courtyard was being knocked "bang bang" by the jailer.
However, the rotten wooden door remained motionless.
The jailer frowned and shouted toward the yard.
"Old Liu, I've come to see you for something, please open the door quickly!"
"Bang bang bang!"
However, there was still no response in the small courtyard.
It's strange, Lao Liu stays at home on weekdays and doesn't go out much. What's going on today?
The jailer muttered something in a low voice, hesitated for a moment, then raised his foot towards the doorpost and kicked it hard.
With a "bang", the rotten wooden door fell down.
The small courtyard was full of weeds and dilapidated.
"Lao Liu, Lao Liu?"
However, the jailer shouted without getting any response.
At this moment, a faint smell of blood came from the small room in the southwest corner.
The jailer's expression changed. He had been working in a place like a dungeon all year round, so he was naturally very familiar with the smell of blood.
But what he didn't expect was that this smell actually came out of Lao Liu's house.
Could it be that something happened to Old Liu?
His expression changed, and he subconsciously pulled out the sword from his waist, and cautiously walked towards the small room.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire courtyard became tense.
Zhao Sanfeng and Mingxiu were almost right behind Yang Dong, with nervous expressions on their faces.
After all, although they are high-ranking officials, they have never personally dealt with similar incidents.
That jailer was also a brave man.
He quietly walked outside the small room and attached his ears. After confirming that there was no sound inside, he raised his foot and kicked open the ajar door of the small room with a bang.
The next moment, the scene in front of them made everyone present change their expressions!
I saw a layer of dark red blood filling the ground in this small room.
The blood still had a touch of heat left in it, and it looked like it had just flowed out not long ago.
The jailer's expression changed drastically, and he looked around the small room warily.
Unfortunately, he did not find Lao Liu.
But what's going on with all the blood on the ground?
Just when he was extremely nervous, he suddenly heard a slight sound of opening the door!
The jailer's expression changed wildly, and he stopped in front of Yang Dong almost immediately.
He knew that this young man had a terrifying background, and even the chief officials of Wuzhou followed his lead.
"who!"
He shouted loudly and pointed the tip of the knife straight at the door.
The next moment, a hoarse voice sounded from outside the door.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my home?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man seemed to notice something was wrong and continued to ask:
"Old Zhang, is that you?"
"Old Liu, where have you been? Why aren't you at home?"
When the jailer heard Old Liu's voice, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the long knife in his hand back into its sheath.
Lao Liu walked into the small courtyard leisurely carrying a big plucked rooster.
He looked around Yang Dong and the other three with some confusion at first, and then stopped at the jailer.
"Old Zhang, if you are not on duty at the Yamen, why did you come to my house?"
"Also, are these three your friends?"
The jailer smiled easily, and then said with a straight face:
"Old Liu, have you forgotten what day today is?"
"Today you have to go to the Yamen to clean up, why don't you go?"
When Old Liu heard this, a look of uneasiness flashed across his face. He thought for a while and whispered:
"Old Zhang, have you forgotten that I asked for leave before?"
"A few days ago, I said I wanted to play in the brothel, and you agreed at the time."
"But……"
The jailer opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
I promised to let you play, but I didn't let you play all night!
Don’t want this old bone anymore?
