After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

The village chief stared at Chiffon and a woman beside him who were walking towards the village.

The village chief's eyes secretly swept over the woman Murong Ling'er, and he looked her up and down carefully.

For some reason, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had some unspeakable doubt in his heart.

He wondered in his heart, what on earth was Chiffon bringing a strange woman here for? This woman looked so frail, and her appearance at this critical moment was truly puzzling.

Chifeng led everyone to the crime scene in a hurry. Before they got close, they could see from afar a shocking expanse of blood-red extending from the door of the house to the yard in the flickering light of the torches. The strong smell of blood drifted in the air, making people feel nauseous.

When they got closer, the tragic state of the corpses in the yard was fully revealed before their eyes.

Even Chiffon, who was used to seeing corpses, was shocked to the point of having his eyes wide open, his gaze filled with disbelief.

There were several bodies lying in the yard, including a white-haired old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and a child of five or six years old.

The hearts and kidneys of all five members of this family were cruelly dug out. Their chests and abdomens were empty, and the blood dyed the surrounding ground red.

Those painful and distorted faces seemed to be telling of the tremendous torture they had endured in life.

In the corner of the yard, there were several large barrels stained with blood, filled with broken limbs and arms, which was horrifying.

Seeing this scene, Murong Ling'er's eyes were filled with anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "This murderer is completely inhumane. Such cruel means will surely be punished by heaven!"

At the same time, she also carefully observed every detail of the scene, trying to find clues left by the murderer.

It was for this reason that the village chief of Shuiliwei Village was so angry just now, and without saying a word, he led the villagers to surround the fugitives.

The village chief's eyes were wide open, veins popping out on his forehead. He roared at Chifeng, "Captain Qi, you see it now, right? This murderer is so cruel that he wouldn't even spare such a young child!"

"I'm telling you, if you don't hand over the murderer today, our village will never let you off the hook! Even if it means sacrificing the lives of everyone in the village, we'll make the murderer pay with blood!"

He roared and swung the hoe in his hand.

The villagers nearby were also excited and shouted, "Yes, hand over the murderer! Give us an explanation!"

Chifeng's face was solemn. He knew the seriousness of the matter very well and said quickly, "Village Chief, please calm down. We will thoroughly investigate this matter and give everyone a satisfactory answer. However, randomly arresting people now will not solve the problem. Please trust me."

The village chief gasped and shouted angrily, "Believe you? Then give me a deadline. When can we find the murderer? If you can't find him, don't even think about leaving this village!"

The atmosphere at this moment was extremely tense, as if a spark could detonate the whole situation.

When Chifeng heard this, his mood suddenly became as heavy as if he were being pressed down by a huge rock.

He was just a small official in charge of escorting fugitives. He knew nothing about complicated matters such as solving cases. He originally thought that this was just an ordinary case that could be easily handled, but he never expected that it would be such a terrifying and extremely difficult bloody case.

His face was filled with worry, his brows were tightly knitted into a knot, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His panicked eyes wandered around for a moment, and finally fixed on Murong Linger.

A hint of hesitation and shame flashed in his eyes. After all, as an official, he had to ask others for help, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But soon, this hesitation was replaced by eagerness and anticipation. His eyes were wide open, full of anxiety and helplessness, as if a drowning person was desperately looking for a life-saving straw.

He stared at Murong Ling'er closely, his eyes filled with pleading, as if saying, "What should I do? Please, help me."

The moment her eyes met Chifeng's, Murong Ling'er did not hesitate and walked steadily towards the crime scene.

Murong Ling'er's figure moved, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present, and discussions suddenly arose in the crowd.

"Why did they bring a female convict?" a villager muttered.

"That's right, a female prisoner shouldn't stay in jail, but come here to join in the fun!"

"Who knows what she's up to? Maybe she wants to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and escape responsibility!"

"What does a woman know about solving a case? Stop pretending here!"

"Humph! A woman's place is at home, taking care of her husband and children. Coming to a murder scene is simply outrageous!"

"Maybe she's the murderer's accomplice, deliberately trying to confuse the public!"

"Don't expect her to find anything, and don't make the scene worse!"

The villagers who came to watch were whispering to each other.

Murong Ling'er remained calm and listened to every word of these words. She also learned that the family in the accident had a good reputation in the village and was also relatively kind.

Now, the entire family has been killed, with no one spared.

After Murong Ling'er arrived at the scene, she immediately used the technique of spiritual pupils to try to perceive every hidden aura at the scene.

However, the result made her frown.

There was no ghost left at the scene, which meant that conventional soul-searching methods could not reveal the truth.

In desperation, she had to walk towards the corpse closest to the door. She twisted her fingertips lightly, and a faint light penetrated into the corpse. After some investigation, she determined that this should be the male owner of the house.

Chifeng had been standing at the gate of the yard, his heart feeling as if it was being weighed down by a huge rock, heavy and anxious. His eyes closely followed Murong Linger's every move, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was beating fast.

Murong Ling'er looked very focused as she carefully examined each corpse one by one.

Sometimes she would make seals with her hands and cast spells, trying to capture clues that were difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Then, she walked to the big barrel and looked at the broken limbs carefully. There was a faint fluctuation of spiritual power around them, as if they were exploring something with a special method.

Murong Ling'er's figure moving among the corpses made the villagers at the scene feel a chill on their backs and tingling on their scalps.

In the light of the blazing fire, the entire scene looked eerie and terrifying, especially in such a quiet and dark night, with the air filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"How is it? Have you found anything?" When Murong Ling'er slowly walked over, Chifeng couldn't wait to ask, his eyes full of eagerness and expectation.

Murong Ling'er's gaze was as calm as water, slowly passing across the faces of the onlookers, finally stopping on Chiffon, and then she shook her head gently.

"The murderer was extremely cunning and did not leave any obvious clues. Moreover, the crime scene was too messy. Even if there were some clues, they would have been destroyed." Murong Linger's voice was steady and calm.

When Chifeng heard this, his heart sank to the bottom.

"This is trouble."

He muttered to himself, the wrinkles on his forehead deepening, his expression filled with worry. "So, in your opinion, is there anything special about this crime scene?"

Murong Linger raised her head slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, she said, "The scene seems chaotic, but the murderer was so hasty and still managed to leave almost no flaws. He must have come prepared.

"However, the more carefully planned it is, the easier it is to reveal one's true intentions." Her eyes were bright, revealing intelligence and confidence.

Chifeng hurriedly asked, "Then where do you think we should start next?"

"Don't worry!" Murong Ling'er's voice remained calm. "Since the murderer has committed such a heinous crime, he must have left clues. It's too dark now, which is really not conducive to investigating the case. Wait until daybreak, and perhaps new clues will appear."

Her eyes were firm, as if she had seen a ray of light in the darkness.