After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

Zhang Zheng came back only after Zeng Li had finished reading all the case files.

"Have you checked the surveillance?"

"I checked. But I found nothing."

Zeng Li's expression was unclear, but her tone was not very good.

"Have you heard of the Three Religions and Nine Classes?"

Zhang Zheng was a little afraid of Zeng Li like this.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then take a look at these dead people?"

Zhang Zheng pretended to read it again.

Zeng Li knew from his expression that he didn't understand.

"The lowest of the low: witches, prostitutes, gods, night watchmen, barbers, drummers, actors, beggars, and sugar figurine makers."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zheng looked carefully at the identity of the deceased again.

It really matched.

Zeng Li turned on the computer.

Check the surveillance footage of the deceased on the day of his death one by one in order.

"It's not like we don't have any clues. This black dog has appeared three times. Let's see who its owner is."

"The murderer was very experienced and handled the scene very well and neatly. His profession and identity allowed him to blend into the lives of the nine victims without attracting any attention."

"Isn't the clue out there?"

"He's not tall, looks average, doesn't have a great job, might even be a handyman, and has a black dog."

"The knife on the chest of all the deceased is actually an ancient dagger. It has its own characteristics. It is usually the first knife used to kill pigs and used for bleeding."

"The murderer must have taken something, perhaps something the deceased used frequently, something close to his body, or even a small lock of hair. When they find the person... they can search for anything on the deceased's body, and then they'll have evidence."

Chi Ya was convinced.

Zhang Zheng had already given in.

"I've only heard of all sorts of things, but I don't understand the ins and outs of it. You're the one who's got to do it."

Zeng Li provided a lot of clues, and the others need to be verified and investigated by Zhang Zheng.

When I got home, I found the stone lions that the center forward brought back today. The male lion was standing on a treasure bowl, and the female lion was standing on a little lion.

When I walked in, I saw the center forward making a charcoal fire.

"Center forward, does the lion mean to attract wealth?"

"If you don't know, you might think my courtyard is a bank..."

The center forward squinted his eyes, choked by the smoke, and looked at Zeng Li: "Boss, you're back. The lion was painted on the spot by Zhaocai, and he specifically asked the master to make it one-to-one."

So this is not what the leader meant?

The center forward really thought it was Zeng Li's idea. After all, Zeng Li loved money very much. Whenever she had free time, she would think on the computer about who had more money, whether she could get it, and whether the bad things they had done were enough.

Before he could answer the center forward, he saw Cha Cha's head hanging on his neck, about to fall off.

Zeng Li clenched her fists: "Where's the fortune?"

The center forward pointed inside and said, "He fought with Cha Cha, and Aunt Shu made him kneel down and be punished inside."

Zeng Li called Cha Cha over and fixed her head.

"How did Zhaocai bully you?"

Chacha was not wronged and said in a loud voice: "I forced Chacha to call him brother, but Chacha didn't want to. We had a fight. Although Chacha couldn't win, Zhaocai didn't get any benefits either."

really…

Zeng Li went in and found that Zhaocai was missing an arm.

"You flirted with Cha Cha and she fought back?"

Zhaocai said nothing and knelt in another direction.

Shuyi came over and explained the situation.

Zeng Sanhu was still holding the arm that attracted wealth in his hand.

"Zeng Li, is this arm still usable?"

"If I lose my arms and legs one day, can you equip me with this technology?"

Shuyi picked up the fortune-bringing hand and it was a critical hit.

"Why do you three always speak without thinking?"

Zeng Li distanced herself from the matter: "Mom, only Dad and my brother are like this. I can't do that. I don't have it."

Chi Ya stepped back and left.

Sometimes the leader’s problem is even worse than Zeng’s father’s. He says a lot of things without any taboos.

There are only your own people left in the house, and it is not a place to attract wealth.

Zeng Sanhu was flexible and knelt down beside Zhaocai: "Wife, I was wrong."

Zhaocai moved away from Zeng Sanhu.