Yan Yongan took the dagger, observed it, and then went to the corpse of the carriage to compare it.
During this process, Liao Zijie looked ugly throughout.
"Yes, this is the murder weapon." Yan Yongan compared the wounds and said with certainty.
Liao Zijie's face was ashen and his lips were white.
Yan Qing's eyes were already fixed on Liao Zijie, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Other people in the surrounding caravan also stared at Liao Zijie.
"However, although the murder weapon has been found, there is no way to prove that he is the murderer." Yan Yongan frowned and looked at Liao Zijie and Yang Si.
"No need." Yan Qing said coldly at this time.
"Huh?" Yan Yongan was a little confused.
"Magistrate Yan, you can carefully observe the position of the handle." Yan Qing's eyes were still locked on Liao Zijie and he spoke without blinking.
Yan Yongan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked up. He didn't find anything at first, but then he turned over and was slightly stunned: "Jie?"
I saw a small engraving on the handle of the dagger.
"Yes, this dagger is my father's twentieth birthday gift to this white-eyed wolf." Yan Qing said bitterly.
Chu Yi also looked at Liao Zijie with a confused look on her face, really? !
"Why?" Yan Qing's eyes turned red again and he asked with a trembling voice.
"Impossible." Liao Zijie stepped back and looked at Yang Si: "How did you find out?"
In order to avoid being discovered, Liao Zijie peed on it last night. After all, no one would plow that piece of land under normal circumstances for such a filthy thing.
Yang Si shook his head slightly: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself."
"There are gods three feet above the head, and God is watching what people do." Yang Si also glanced at the position of the carriage with some emotion, and he actually adopted such a white-eyed wolf. Yang Si really felt that it was not worth it for Yan Qing's father. .
Of course Yang Si figured it out through the tracking technique.
At first, Yang Si checked the aura and found nothing. After all, the people in these caravans had been near the carriage, so it was difficult to see anything.
However, Yang Si soon discovered something wrong. In addition to the dead breath of the corpse, there was also a relatively weak smell of blood.
The bloody smell was particularly strong on the corpse, but apart from that, there was also a piece of earth that had a very light smell.
Yang Si then carefully observed the location and found that there was still Liao Zijie's aura there!
Although the soil buried the dagger, there was no way to completely cover up the aura. After all, it had only been buried for less than a night.
And in a hurry, it will definitely not be buried too deep.
Later, Yang Si also deduced some things through some changes in his breath, and then he suspected that Liao Zijie was the murderer.
In the beginning, Yang Si was actually just suspicious. After all, Yang Si didn't know what was in the soil at first.
The reason why he spoke so definitely was just to try to deceive him.
Unexpectedly, he actually deceived him this time.
"Well said!" Yan Yong'an couldn't help but praise.
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself!" Yan Yong'an also repeated this sentence.
"Hahaha! Fourth Young Master, you are right, people are doing it, God is watching, there is a god three feet above your head!"
On the other side, there was also hearty laughter. When everyone looked, it was the people in the world who had come back and got a little closer.
Now, they have all recognized Yang Si's identity. After all, it has only been a few days and Yang Si's deeds are still being circulated.
Now, the points in Yang Si's hands have exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that if Qing Yunding could bring him four to five million points, it would be the best.
But now the points in Yang Si's hand have exceeded the 6 million mark, and the system prompts for points acquisition every day.
Yang Si smiled and gestured to those around him.
"Tell me, I'm also curious as to why you killed someone who was so kind to you." Yang Si looked at Liao Zijie.
Liao Zijie took two trembling steps back.
Yang Si raised his eyebrows, does this guy still want to run away?
With a flick of his finger, a burst of true energy shot toward Liao Zijie.
Liao Zijie gritted his teeth and the aura exploded from his body. He was just a second-level warrior.
Facing a casual attack from Seventh Realm Yang Si, there was no resistance at all.
Poof~
The finger force directly penetrated one of Liao Zijie's legs, and blood spattered.
"Uh-huh!" Liao Zijie screamed and stumbled to the ground, hugging his legs and sweating on his head.
Although Yang Si seemed to be carelessly attacking, he had already used an advanced fingering martial arts that had just appeared in the game in the past two days.
Broken fingers.
In the game's outdoor casual training to advance martial arts, last time Yang Si had already thought about manifesting a few fists and kicks.
Over the past few days, Yang Si controlled the game character and acquired several outdoor martial arts skills, and selected two to show off.
Bengzhi is one of them.
At this time, Liao Zijie looked a little embarrassed, but no one sympathized with him.
"My father has adopted you for more than ten years, providing you with food, clothing, and private schooling. Why do you do this?!" Yan Qing almost collapsed and screamed.
The people in the surrounding caravan also looked at Liao Zijie with resentment. They were all old men from Yan's Trading Company. The master had always been kind to others, and he treated his adopted son no differently than his biological son.
"Hehe~" At this time, Liao Zijie suddenly smiled.
"That old guy will die if he dies. How can I take charge of the Yan family until he dies!" Liao Zijie looked at Yan Qing and licked his lips: "You know, I have always dreamed of marrying you and inheriting the Yan family."
"But that old guy refused to agree, just because I went to the brothel several times." Liao Zijie looked at the carriage bitterly.
"Anyway, that old guy only has your daughter. Who else can this Yan's Trading Company give to besides me? Couldn't it be given to you as a dowry?"
"As the saying goes, good things don't go to outsiders. I am also his adopted son, so why can't he leave it to me?" Liao Zijie said almost frantically.
Anyway, at this point, he knew he couldn't run away.
"Last night, in his carriage, I mentioned this matter again, but he still refused without giving me any room for negotiation."
"So I killed him. As long as the old man dies, you will have no one to rely on but me."
"You and Yan's Trading Company will both be mine in a short time."
"But now it's all ruined by you!"
"You ruined everything for me!!"
Liao Zijie stared at Yang Si with hatred.
Yang Si shook his head slightly, this guy was purely a white-eyed wolf.
Yan Qing turned pale and backed away repeatedly. She did not expect that for this reason, Liao Zijie would kill his adoptive father who had raised him for more than ten years.
"You don't recognize people well." Yan Yong'an looked at the corpse of the carriage with some emotion.
Liao Zijie's wolf-like words not only made the people in the caravan angry.
Among the people in the world, many people walk in the world with an adopted son as their first priority.
Liao Zijie's words also made these people in the world feel angry.
