Liang Yuanque's heart sank. This was a problem he didn't want to face.
However, he didn't show it on the surface. He just said to the detective, "Before the body is discovered, we must all think better."
Detective Fu was obviously dissatisfied with his vague answer, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue, "We are all investigators of the case, so we should stop saying such useless words of comfort to each other and speak truthfully."
Seeing his reluctance, Liang Yuanque could only sigh and tell the truth, "I don't dare to draw a conclusion. If you insist on my inference, I can only say it's a 50-50 split. Personally, I'm still alive."
"I have been exposed to various evil arts before, and I have also heard about harvesting yin and replenishing yang. The specific steps of this evil art are not the same in different places. The grandson behind the one we are facing should be using it. The bloodiest kind."
"He collected a large number of women and forced them to have intercourse with him while they were still alive. After the intercourse was completed, he immediately killed the women and trapped their souls, thereby transferring the women's lifespan to his body."
"This idiot also knows a lot about horoscopes and Feng Shui, so he will also look for women whose fortunes are more compatible with his. When he wanted to marry Lou Yating, it meant that she was the most compatible woman for him. Two years ago, he was not in a hurry to marry Lou Yating. Ting, it means that he didn’t need this big supplement at that time and decided to keep it for a while.”
"The Lou family has recently urged Zhang Ming and the others to find someone because this idiot needs Lou Yating. Maybe his physical condition has reached a very critical point, so he is anxious to kidnap and rob someone."
Inspector Fu clicked his tongue again, holding the steering wheel with one hand and groping for cigarettes in his pocket with the other, "So, it's very possible that Lou Yating was killed by him to save her life?"
His face was full of distress, "If Lou Yating dies, will the Qian family be angry with me? How the hell will I be able to survive then?"
The influence of Siqing Trading Company, let alone this city, is very powerful in some surrounding areas. If the Qian family launches an attack, it will probably be even more uncontrollable than the Shen family's attack in Liucheng.
Liang Yuanque thought that this was possible, but at this time, he shouldn't make it worse for Inspector Fu's fragile psychology.
"Don't think so. I calculated it last night. Ever since Lou Yating was taken away, there have been no good days these days. If my grandson is very particular, he will definitely wait for a suitable day to do it, so Lou Ya It’s very possible that Ting hasn’t been killed yet.”
After hearing his words, Detective Fu felt a little more relaxed, his face regained its luster, and he obviously felt motivated again.
However, Liang Yuanque didn't tell him that according to his research, a good day to do something was coming soon.
And he couldn't guarantee that the grandson was using a set of auspicious day algorithms with him. After all, this knowledge was complicated and had many branches, and he was actually not very good at it.
Liang Yuanque deliberately changed the topic, but fortunately Inspector Fu didn't notice it, "Are we just going to rush into the Huang family? They are a respectable family after all, aren't you afraid of offending?"
"I would have thought about this in normal times, but what we have in front of us now is the Qian family repaying the Huang family. Even if I were crazy, I would definitely side with the Qian family!" Inspector Fu said, "The Huang family will do the same in the future. If you want to blame me, then I can ask the Qian family for help, Master Qian seems to be a nice person, and he is determined not to ignore death."
As the car drove on, water gradually splashed on the window glass. The dark clouds on the horizon had already suppressed. These first raindrops indicated the arrival of the rainy season.
Liang Yuanque knew that this area would get rainy in the summer, and it would rain heavily. Sure enough, after a few raindrops pretended to be gentle, the heavy rain poured down unceremoniously like thousands of troops.
The rain curtain was so dense that the front glass of the car was blurred, but Inspector Fu was a local and had long been accustomed to this kind of rain. He was not timid at all. He stepped on the accelerator and the rain was over.
It was not safe to drive at such a fast speed on a rainy day. The road was slippery. Sitting in the car, Liang Yuanque felt the wheels shift several times and hurriedly urged Inspector Fu to slow down.
Although Detective Fu agreed, he obviously didn't listen. The heavy rain seemed to arouse his passion, and he drove the police car wildly on the road.
Liang Yuanque secretly greeted his elders in his heart, and then he felt the car suddenly stop. He couldn't help but fell forward, and his head almost hit the glass.
Hiss, he gasped, the wound that had been stable all night began to hurt again.
Last night, Master Qian saw that he was covered in blood and insisted on giving him a change of clothes. Master Qian's shirt looked much more expensive than Zhuang Youjie's, and Liang Yuanque was embarrassed to get blood on him.
"What? Did the wheel fly?" His tone was a little irritable because of the pain.
Inspector Fu was obviously not very calm. He looked at the crowded crowd in front of him and honked his horn hard, "What are these people doing, watching the fun in the heavy rain?"
Liang Yuanque lowered the car window and heard some sharp cries and curses amidst the roaring discussion outside, feeling that something was not right.
Traffic accident?
He noticed that he had reached a large house on the roadside. He stuck his head out in the rain and found a plaque hanging above the door of the grand house with the words "Huang Mansion" written on it.
"Are we already at Huang's house?" He drew back his head and asked Inspector Fu.
"Oh, it's true," Inspector Fu also stuck his head out to take a look, "Hey, it was raining. I didn't pay attention to the road and almost ran by."
There was no umbrella in Inspector Fu's car, so the two of them could only cover their heads with their hands, get out of the car and run towards the crowd. However, it was of no use. The rain outside was really heavy. As soon as they got off the car, It has been soaked.
So he simply stopped blocking him. Inspector Fu pulled Liang Yuanque and squeezed into the crowd. He felt as if he had been punched hard in his heart.
In the center of the crowd, there was a corpse lying on the ground. The corpse's head was smashed into a puddle of mud, and there were wounds all over the body. Blood and water mixed with rain snaked into a large area on the ground. The scene was extremely horrifying.
Judging from the body's shape and clothing, it should be a young man. His hands were wide and rough, and his calf muscles were uncoordinated. He was either a farmer or a hard laborer.
An old woman with gray hair knelt beside the corpse. She was kneeling in the blood, her eyes were dull, and she was obviously frightened.
Some people in the crowd couldn't see it and were scolding the servants of the Huang family. From their scoldings, it could be understood that this man rushed into the Huang family and hurt Mr. Huang, so the Huang family beat him to death.
Of course, the servants of the Huang family did not admit that they beat the man to death, and kept insisting that the man was the one who committed the crime first. They just resisted.
After only a moment of resistance, how could a person's brain be so rotten?
Detective Fu squeezed out of the crowd and came to the servants, "This involves murder, you must make it clear!"
