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Zhang Hui recognized that his uncle's voice was not right, so he quickly wiped his hands and went to greet him.

"Uncle, I'm here. What's going on?" She saw that her uncle and aunt looked pale, as if they were extremely frightened.

When Zhang Wentao saw his niece standing in front of him in good health, he felt relieved and his body softened.

My aunt hurriedly supported him with Zhang Wenxiu and went into the living room together.

Zhang Hui was puzzled. What happened to her uncle? What happened? She looked at her aunt. She must know, right?

Her aunt Yang Zhi is also in her fifties. With her age, she looks tired and sits on a chair to rest.

It took Zhang Wentao a long time to come back to his senses, with emotions such as fear and trepidation switching back and forth on his face.

"In the village... this morning, someone found that the door of Old Li's house at the end of the village was not open. No one opened the door after knocking. Later, the village chief asked someone to climb over the wall to check..."

As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva, his throat was dry and itchy: "A family of four is gone!"

"I don't know which bastard did this. His daughter is only eighteen years old and they said they would get engaged after the Chinese New Year. And his youngest son is only seven years old..."

Zhang Hui didn't expect her uncle to bring such tragic news. The old Li family? Did the Li family's sister die?

Hongyun Village has always been peaceful and harmonious. Even if there are some disputes, they are just verbal disputes.

I didn't expect such a big case to happen just before the Chinese New Year.

"Ding-ling-ling..." The cell phone rang. Zhang Hui answered the call. It was Xiao Qingze calling.

"Zhang Hui, Captain An would like to ask for your assistance in handling the case in Hongyun Village."

Zhang Hui agreed immediately and said that she would find the murderer even without An Yuchun's request.

She still remembered that when she was young, Sister Li once gave her a candy, a plum candy.

When she and her mother came back that year, her grandparents still lived in the village.

There are a lot of gossips in the village, and no family is spared from gossip.

When Zhang Wenxiu and her mother returned, it would be even more incredible. Someone who had been missing for ten years returned to the village and brought a baby girl with him. That would be huge news.

Even though the Zhang family unanimously told others that Zhang Wenxiu had married and moved to another place in her early years, and only returned to her parents' home after her husband died.

But we can't stop people from talking and making all kinds of speculations. The content is so vicious that it makes people feel cold.

Zhang Hui had tried to teach them a lesson, but to little effect.

Even if their teeth were knocked out, they could still gossip as usual, and she couldn't cruelly pull out their tongues.

Just as she was throwing stones into the river in frustration, Sister Li handed her a candy with a smile and told her not to mind the gossip and that it would be fine after a while.

Later, her grandparents decided to move to the city, partly for her studies and partly to avoid these gossips.

But I didn't expect that the news I heard about Li's sister would be so tragic.

"Mom, uncle and aunt, my classmates are calling me to go out and play."

She didn't say it directly because she was afraid her family would stop her from going. It was fine to help the city bureau find someone, but this was a homicide case! Her family would never let her go.

"Go ahead, it's New Year's Day, have fun!" Zhang Wenxiu didn't suspect anything.

My daughter, who has never liked going out with her classmates, agreed without hesitation when she had to go out on a rare trip.

By now, her uncle and aunt had recovered and told her to be careful. They also told her that she was just going out to meet up with her classmates and let her go.

Before leaving, she took the steamed buns with her. It would be great if she could use them.

As soon as she went out, Zhang Hui ran straight to the car parked across the alley. It was Team An who specially asked Xiao Qingze to pick her up.

"We received a police call at 8:23 this morning. The town couldn't handle it, so it was transferred here."

"Captain An and his men will go ahead. I'll drive faster. Please sit tight."

"Okay." Zhang Hui didn't say much. The two of them were so depressed by this sudden tragedy that they had no intention of chatting.

More than ten minutes later, we arrived at Hongyun Village.

The car stopped at the end of the village and the two got out. Zhang Hui did not let Mantou get off.

Around Lao Li's house, the villagers stretched their necks to watch the fun from a distance.

Even from a long distance away, Zhang Hui could smell the blood floating in the wind.

"You, be prepared! If you want to vomit, go outside and do it. Don't ruin the scene."

When stepping into the gate of Old Li's house, Xiao Qingze repeatedly emphasized these points that needed attention.

Zhang Hui put on shoe covers, took his work badge, and nodded to him.

Old Li's house is no different from other households in the village. It has a big yard with a chicken coop, pigpen and bathroom on the left and a kitchen and utility room on the right.

There are three rooms on the front, the middle one is the main room for receiving guests, and there is a bedroom on each side.

As we walked into the main room, the smell of blood became even stronger. What caught our eyes was the body of a child of about six or seven years old, lying at the doorway on the left, with a bright red patch on his chest.

An old couple lived in the room on the left. Old Li and his wife fell behind the door one after another, with blood all over the floor.

Needless to say, the house on the right is where Li's sister lives.

Zhang Hui hesitated. She was suddenly a little afraid to see the body of Li's sister.

"If you can't stand it, go to the yard and get some fresh air." Xiao Qingze thought she was frightened by the scene in front of her.

Zhang Hui shook his head. Only by finding clues and identifying the murderer could Sister Li rest in peace.

She plucked up her courage and walked in with Xiao Qingze.

Li Tao's clothes were disheveled, and he was lying on his side with his head facing the wall and the door, with multiple wounds on his chest and abdomen.

Zhang Hui blinked hard. Even though she had experienced two lifetimes, she was still the little girl who was well protected by her master, brothers and sisters.

In the world of cultivation, under the protection of her master, she only knew how to practice every day, eagerly hoping to reach the Mahayana stage as soon as possible, break through the void, and return to her mother.

She seldom went out and had never seen such a bloody scene.

"Sister Taozi..." She whispered the name of Sister Li, "Don't worry, I will find the murderer who killed your family!"

This room is about a dozen square meters and everything inside can be seen at a glance.

There was a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and an old box in the corner that was so red it looked dark red.

They arrived late and all the clues had been collected.

The next step is to send the family to the Municipal Bureau's Law Office B for a detailed examination.

Zhang Hui released her spiritual sense, and she wanted to search it herself.

Scanning with her spiritual sense, she could see every detail of the room. She described the space inch by inch, not missing any tiny details.

Under the table, on the chair, in the box, on the bed frame and bedding, and at the foot of the bed.

There was nothing unusual and the room was very clean.

The winter sun shone through the half-open window and fell on Li Tao, but it could no longer warm the girl's body.

Something flashed in the corner of Zhang Hui's eye, and she looked over subconsciously.

The windows of the Li family are casement windows, the lower part of which is fixed, and the upper part is divided into two windows on the left and right.

The window sash is connected to the window frame by a hinge, and the window sash can be rotated to open.

You can open one window or the whole window whenever you want.

At this time, the window on the left was half open. In the edge frame, a silver lock engraved with the words "long life" lay quietly, shining brightly in the warm winter sun.