Biao San's eyes were protruding and turned black, with a terrifying look, and his face was full of disbelief.

Zhou Xiaomo quickly inspected Biao San's body. Except for the marks on his neck, there were no other scars on the body.

This is not a vendetta, either.

With Biaosan's timid and fearful personality, he never dares to offend the powerful. When he sees the powerful, Biaosan is like a grandson.

Those who dare to offend those losers are those customers.

Most of these prostitutes have less courage than Biao San, and they don’t have the ability to kill him.

Those who dare to kill are no longer the loser.

Moreover, there were no signs of fighting in the room.

Although Biao San is timid, he cannot refuse to resist when life and death are at stake.

So Zhou Xiaomo judged that this was definitely a crime committed by an acquaintance, and at least two people. One talked to Biao San to attract his attention, while the other suddenly strangled his neck behind Biao San, suffocating him to death.

Who will be the murderer?

The murderer should be very familiar with Biao San to make him unprepared.

Huang Er?

Zhou Xiaomo shook his head. Huang Er had already been blown away by a woman. He was beaten last night. I don’t know whether he could get up from the bed today. He didn’t have the strength to kill someone.

Zhou Xiaomo looked around the house with a flashlight, and there were traces of being turned over everywhere. This should be what the criminal was looking for after killing Biao San.

The family of Biao San is poor, and it will not cause acquaintances to kill people when they see money, right?

Then, what the murderer is looking for after killing Biao San must be very important.

What will the murderer come to look for?

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, a sound of flies taking off sounded behind the door.

Following the sound, there were a few drops of blood on the mud wall behind the door.

Zhou Xiaomo stretched out his finger and dipped it, and the blood was fresh.

He quickly turned around and checked Biao San's ten nails. They were intact and there was no blood in their nails.

Zhou Xiaomo turned off the flashlight and began to calculate the murderer's murder.

The murderer strangled Biao San from behind.

According to the principle of human limb movement and the natural reaction of a person who is suddenly strangled by his neck, he will definitely reach out to protect his neck. The blood on the wall is definitely not the murderer.

So, who will the blood on this wall belong to?

Could it be that the murderer killed Biao San and killed each other because of uneven distribution of the spoils?

Zhou Xiaomo immediately overturned his idea. The three families of Biao were penniless and could not have treasures and money that could kill each other.

Therefore, the biggest possibility is to kill someone to silence him.

If it is a murderer who silences the slaughter, what are the murderers looking for in his house after killing Biao San?

By the way!

Zhou Xiaomo thought about it. Could the cigar scissor that fell out of Huang Er's arms last night be the fuse of Biao San's death?

Although this cigar scissor is not valuable, it is the only one in the Tang Dynasty. Many people in Kushi County have seen the young master of Chunfeng Yidulou who used this cigar scissor. After Master Zhou was killed, the only cigar scissor fell into Huang Er's hand.

If this is true, that is to say, the cigar scissor that Huang Er threw at the door of the [Spring Filled Bed Building] was picked up by someone, and the man in black found out again.

Therefore, the man in black will investigate where Huang Er got the cigar scissors.

It is speculated that Zhou Xiaomo is almost certain that the cause of Biao San's death may be caused by the cigar scissors.

This is definitely the leader of the masked man in black who was worried that Biao San would reveal his secret and kill someone to silence him.

Zhou Xiaomo judged that the blood on the wall might be Huang Er's.

Because Biaosan's family is far away from the village, and he used to be a big brothel guardian, ordinary women would not let their men interact with him more. Judging from Biaosan's ability to know Huang Er, who was not clean, Biaosan would definitely do some stealing activities in daily life, and it is normal for villagers to isolate him.

After the murderer killed Biao San, he did not leave immediately, but left behind to hide in the dark, waiting to find Biao San.

Zhou Xiaomo judged that if the blood on the wall was Huang Er's, it means that when Huang Er entered the house, the murderer did not kill him immediately, but controlled him. When Huang Er saw Biao San who died on the ground, he was afraid and tried to resist. So the murderer put some blood on him and made him be honest.

Why didn't the murderer kill Huang Er?

Zhou Xiaomo judged that either Huang Er had something that the murderer wanted, or that the murderer wanted to know what Huang Er wanted.

He turned on the spotlight flashlight and searched on the ground. Sure enough, he found a few drops of blood at the door, leading intermittently to the door.

Zhou Xiaomo climbed onto the tree again, climbed up to look far away, and there was a peaceful surrounding area, and no suspicious people were found. He wanted to find Huang Er. Judging from the bloodstain, the murderer held Huang Er hostage and left for about half an hour. If he went in time, he might be able to save Huang Er.

However, the prerequisite for saving Huang Er is that when saving people, he must be safe.

A small hill appeared in the telescope, with green trees on the mountain. At night, the yin energy rose and some fog began to appear at the top of the hill.

Zhou Xiaomo remembered that once he and Laicai, Youfu passed by here. Youfu said he went north and went to a big bamboo forest in the north of the mountain. When they were young, the three of them often came here to dig bird nests, catch dragonflies and cicadas.

Zhou Xiaomo judged that the murderer must have taken Huang Er to the mountain hostage, because except on the mountain, there was no hiding place for the murderer to be offered to the murderer's house.

Looking at the fog-deeper hill, Zhou Xiaomo wanted to give up, but thinking that he might be able to find the masked man from the murderer, he felt that this was almost worth taking.

He judged that the murderer would not have thought that he would follow him.

Now it would be great if there was a pistol in hand.

Thinking that he had enough skills to use under the surround of bows and arrows the night before yesterday, Zhou Xiaomo decided to go to [Spring Floor Building] tonight and get the certificate of honor.

Zhou Xiaomo, who has practiced tracking and counter-tracking, is like a lonely and calm wolf, holding a Turkish scimitar in his back hand and pressing it against his forearm to prevent the occasional light spots from appearing on the knife surface. He feels that his physical fitness has never been as good as today. He has good energy and can concentrate his attention. He is so agile that he makes almost no sound when walking. He has a clear ear and eyes. His whole body is like an engine that has just been fueled.

Every time he walked, he would stop and cover his hand with a light flashlight and check the blood on the ground to determine the direction accurately.

The wild grass and leaves on the roadside were already covered with dew, and the fragrance of green grass and a faint smell of blood made the hill full of murderous intent. At this time, Zhou Xiaomo no longer needed to turn on the flashlight to look for blood, but could judge the direction to go based on the traces on the leaves and grass.
Chapter completed!