The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Lawrence's expression quickly changed from pain to ferociousness. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he actually reached out to grab another fallen knife next to him!

"Bitch...I want..." He roared, and slashed at Su Yutang's calf with the blade.

At the critical moment, Xiao Hengyu pounced like a tiger!

He kicked the knife out of Lawrence's hand and pressed his knee hard into his chest, making a dull sound as his ribs broke.

"You're still stubborn." Xiao Hengyu's voice was as cold as ice.

He grabbed Su Yutang's hand that was still holding the dagger, and their hands overlapped, jointly holding the weapon that had been inserted into Lawrence's abdomen.

"The heart is here." Xiao Hengyu guided her hand to the upper left, "Push harder."

He grabbed Su Yutang's hand and pushed the dagger in hard.

"Uh......"

Lawrence's body suddenly arched up and fell heavily.

His single eye was fixed on a horrified expression, and his lips moved twice before finally stopping.

died.

This perverted demon is finally dead.

Su Yutang let go of the knife handle and staggered back a step.

After the adrenaline wore off, she realized what she had just done. She had killed someone with her own hands.

Even though he was a scumbag, it still made her legs go weak.

Xiao Hengyu supported her in time: "Let's go."

His voice was surprisingly calm, as if he had not just ended a life but merely swatted a fly.

Su Yutang was so scared that she nodded repeatedly and let Xiao Hengyu take her away.

Xiao Hengyu turned around without even looking back, and didn't even look at Lawrence's body again.

His attention was all on Su Yutang. Feeling that she was trembling, he whispered to comfort her: "It's okay, that beast is dead."

Su Yutang did not answer.

Her eyes fell on her blood-stained hands, the glaring red making her stomach churn.

She turned her head and looked at Xiao Hengyu, "Xiao Hengyu, why did you come out to see me?"

"Who else but me?"

Xiao Hengyu took out the things in his hand and said, "Fortunately, you left a clue. We followed the river all the way up, but we almost... Never mind. Fortunately, it's not too late."

"Thank you... for coming to me," she croaked, her throat burning.

Xiao Hengyu sent Su Yutang to the car.

He looked through the car window at Su Yutang, who was sitting obediently in the back seat and still in shock, and felt very excited.

She finally agreed to go with him.

"Go straight back to the manor." As soon as he finished giving instructions to the driver, his men rushed over.

His subordinate whispered something in his ear, and Xiao Hengyu's face suddenly changed.

He narrowed his eyes, then changed his mind and told the driver to go to another place.

......

The echo of the gunshot seemed to linger in the air.

Bo Jingzhou kicked open the rickety wooden door, and the rotten wood boards shattered.

When he arrived, everyone was gone.

After hearing the gunshots, his men rushed over here, but they were still a step too late.

Turning on the flashlight, he illuminated the mess inside the house, overturned wood, splattered blood, and... Lawrence's body lying in a pool of blood.

"Search!" Bo Jingzhou ordered sternly, and strode towards the corpse.

His leather shoes made an uncomfortable sound as they stepped on the sticky blood plasma.

Zhang Suo squatted down and turned Lawrence's face with his gloved hand. His golden hair was stuck together by blood, and his once arrogant green eyes were now wide open, frozen in the fear and unwillingness before death.

"He died not long ago." Zhang Suo said, touching the corpse's neck with his fingers. "The body temperature hasn't completely dissipated yet."

Bo Jingzhou frowned slightly.

He glanced around, seeing broken ropes, fallen collars and chains, and a bloody dagger...

These traces are connected together to outline a suffocating scene.

Bo Jingzhou's jawline was tense and his temples were throbbing.

"Find out what happened here!" he ordered coldly.

The men immediately dispersed.

Bo Jingzhou walked to the overturned bed and noticed the scratches and dried blood on the armrests. Those were signs of a struggle, a violent struggle.

His fingertips unconsciously touched those marks, and his heart tightened inexplicably.

"Boss Bo!" one of his men called out from the doorway. "We found tire tracks and a lot of footprints outside. There are at least two cars and five or six people."

Bo Jingzhou strode out.

In the dense jungle, you can indeed see messy tire tracks and footprints.

He squatted down and looked carefully. One type of footprints was obviously from military boots, regular and neat, while the other type was from ordinary leather shoes.

Very professional, not an ordinary rescue.

Back inside the house, the forensic team had already completed the preliminary autopsy.

Lawrence was shot twice, but the fatal wound was the dagger in his chest, which pierced his heart directly.

"The knife is still stuck in the heart." The forensic doctor pointed at the body and reported, "Judging from the angle and strength, the attacker should have attacked from the front, and..." He hesitated.

"And what?" Bo Jingzhou glanced over with sharp eyes.

"Judging from the marks around the wound, the killer might not be very experienced. The first stab to the abdomen wasn't fatal enough, so the second stab found the heart."

Bo Jingzhou shot a knife through his eyes, "Nonsense, what I want you to find out is who killed Lawrence!"

The forensic doctor trembled: "Yes..."

When it was almost dawn, the test results finally came out.

Zhang Suo hurried over, holding a tablet in his hands, and shouted, "Boss Bo, the fingerprint comparison results are in!"

Bo Jingzhou put out his cigarette: "Tell me, who is the murderer of Lawrence?"

"It's murderous! The murderer seems to be Madam..." Zhang Suo swallowed his saliva, his face showing shock and joy. "The fingerprints on the knife handle...matched Madam's fingerprint database. It's confirmed that Madam killed Lawrence!"

"What did you say?" Bo Jingzhou grabbed the tablet and stared at the matching results on the screen, which were 99.8% consistent.

It was indeed Su Yutang's fingerprint.

"If it was Madam who killed Lawrence, then that means Madam is still alive..." Zhang Suo couldn't hide his excitement. "And she managed to escape from Lawrence. Madam is really amazing."

Bo Jingzhou's expression became increasingly gloomy.

He walked back into the house and re-examined the scene: Lawrence's gunshot wound, tire marks, and signs of multiple break-ins...

It doesn't seem like one person could do any of this.

"If it's not her, there must be someone else." He said suddenly, his voice as cold as ice.

Zhang Suo was stunned: "But fingerprints..."

"If it's her, where is she? Where did she go?" Bo Jingzhou turned around suddenly, his eyes burning with danger. "Go after her! Find out all the vehicles that entered and left the forest last night! Retrieve all the surveillance footage within a 50-kilometer radius!"

"Yes!" Zhang Suo replied, then hesitantly asked, "Then...what should we do with Lawrence's body?"

Bo Jingzhou looked at the disgusting fat body, his eyes flashing with undisguised disgust: "People like this deserve to die! Throw them away and feed them to the wolves!"

He strode towards the vehicle, his chest heaving with suppressed anger.

Su Yutang is still alive, this should be good news.

But where is she now? Who took her away? Why did she disappear from his sight again?

So many questions.

Every second that he couldn't see Su Yutang was torture for him.