Through the moonlight, the two saw a man leaning on the floor of the living room. The coffee table blocked most of his body, only the part of his head and shoulders exposed. The floor was light-colored, and it was obvious that there was no obvious blood on it.

Wu Cuo didn't care much and rushed forward with a quick step, reaching out to touch the man's pulse.

A few seconds later, Wu Cuo shook his head helplessly, "It's dead, there's still the temperature. The murderer may not have gone far."

Wu Cuo got up and patted the house for a while, "There are no signs of pried doors and windows, and there are no signs of fighting on the scene. Will the murderer enter the house peacefully? Will he be an acquaintance?"

Yan Ruyu squatted down and turned the person over, wanting to see his face.

The two of them did not dare to turn on the lights. Yan Ruyu turned on the flash light on the phone and shone it on the face of the deceased.

The first thing I saw was a string of white foam on the corner of the deceased's mouth.

Yan Ruyu was slightly shocked, poisoned?!

Because the domestic control of toxic drugs and chemical reagents is very strict, there are rarely any killing methods using poison as a weapon.

Wu Cuo also saw this scene and couldn't help but mutter: The scene is very clean, is it professional?

It’s a pity that I didn’t carry the mark inspection box with me, and I was quite at a loss.

The two have confirmed that the deceased is the Wang Jinsong they are looking for.

Just as the two of them were silent, the ringtone of the cell phone was thunderous, which scared Yan Ruyu to shrink her neck.

Wu Cuo reached out and took out a cell phone from Wang Jinsong's pants pocket.

In the elderly machine, the screen displays this string of strange numbers in huge fonts.

He is unfamiliar to Wang Jinsong, but he is very familiar with Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo.

It is Minghui's mobile phone number.

It seems that the identity of the dead Wang Limei has been confirmed, and Minghui can only inform her only family member.

Yan Ruyu and Wu chou looked at each other, and they knew very well that it would be best not to let anyone know about Wang Jinsong's house, so as not to cause trouble.

Wu Cuo quickly got up, cleaned up all the places where the two of them touched, the ground that they had stepped on, and even a few hairs left by unknown people on the ground, and then put the body back into its original state. The two quickly went out and left quietly.

After all, Wu Cuo is a professional trace inspection. The scene he has cleaned up will naturally not leave any traces of the two of them. However, sitting in the car home, the two of them were still scared and felt a sense of coldness that they were trapped in the ice cave. Even Yan Ruyu, who usually had a corpse as soon as he got on the car, twisted twice in the passenger seat.

It's like sitting on pins and needles!

After being silent for a long time, Yan Ruyu finally said, "Send Uncle Wu away."

Wu Cuoshen agreed, "It has been sent to a safe place."

Silence again.

The two of them seemed to suddenly understand something: When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

There seemed to be a ferocious beast hidden behind the night sky, ready to extend its minions and take the person away at any time.

This time it was Wu Cuo who spoke first.

"Twenty years have passed, and there is no reason to suddenly kill the insider of that year." He said, "unless, because the other party knows that we are coming to find the Wang brothers and sisters."

Wu Cuo took a deep breath, suppressed his fear and continued: "And the only one who knew we were here to find the Wang brothers and sisters was Wei Shao."

"But this is not in his interest. He doesn't want to investigate the cause of his father's death?"

"Maybe he's been bought by someone long ago..."

Yan Ruyu shook his head, "He doesn't seem to be easily threatened and bought by others... but there is no other explanation..."

When he got home, Wu Cuo sat on the sofa bed, staring at his cell phone in a daze.

Yan Ruyu said: "Stop looking, Minghui and the others found Wang Jinsong's body, so it must be early tomorrow morning. Besides, even if they find it, Minghui may not leak the secret to you."

While talking, Yan Ruyu's other cell phone rang.

That was a secret phone card specially purchased to keep in touch with Wei Shao in secret.

"What happened!" As soon as the phone was answered, Jinziduo shouted in a crying voice.

Wu Cuo hurriedly stabilized him first: "How are you? Are you okay?"

"Man... Wu Shao... is dead!"

...

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuozuo didn't speak for ten seconds.

"You... are sure?"

He didn't ask him how he died, nor did he ask who killed him.

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo seemed to be unable to believe that Wei Shao was dead.

That's Xiao Shao.

Wei Shao, who can do everything except driving, is still alive, how could he die?

This question passed through Yan Ruyu's heart, making him unable to believe it.

But Wu Cuo calmed down first.

"How are you?" Wu Cuo asked.

Jin Ziduo's voice trembled, "He... died to protect me..."

"You come back first," Wu Cuo said: "Take a deep breath and listen to me, do you listen?"

"I'm... listening."

"I will book you the air ticket now. The earliest flight ticket for the first flight will be returned. No matter what case you are, no matter what case you are, you will come back first. You can go to the airport now and leave when you can."

Jin Ziduo really cried this time, "What should he do?"

Obviously, this "he" refers to Wei Shao's body.

Wu Cuo took a deep breath.

It's hard, too difficult. It's probably the same as having a fussy technical man clear a corpse, which is about the same difficulty as having a floppy writer who dropped out of school prove the Goldbach conjecture.

Wu Cuo had no choice but to instruct: "Wish Shao's death is related to all of us. Once his death is made public, we will inevitably be implicated.

Now, I need you to do two things, you have to work hard to be perfect, okay?"

The other end of the phone responded timidly.

"First, clean up the scene, is the body in the house where we settled?...Okay, I understand. You put on gloves first, wrap the body, and use plastic cloth, plastic wrap, or plastic bags to wrap it up until it leaves no physiological marks.

Put the wrapped body in the trunk and start cleaning the scene... Remember to wear gloves all the time."

Obviously, this "he" refers to Wei Shao's body.

Wu Cuo took a deep breath.

It's hard, too difficult. It's probably the same as having a fussy technical man clear a corpse, which is about the same difficulty as having a floppy writer who dropped out of school prove the Goldbach conjecture.

Wu Cuo had no choice but to instruct: "Wish Shao's death is related to all of us. Once his death is made public, we will inevitably be implicated.

Now, I need you to do two things, you have to work hard to be perfect, okay?"

The other end of the phone responded timidly.

"First, clean up the scene, is the body in the house where we settled?...Okay, I understand. You put on gloves first, wrap the body, and use plastic cloth, plastic wrap, or plastic bags to wrap it up until it leaves no physiological marks.

Put the wrapped body in the trunk and start cleaning the scene... Remember to wear gloves all the time."
Chapter completed!