In order to facilitate management, Ludu City was divided into seven areas. The first area is the administrative area, the second area, the third area is the aristocratic area, the fourth, fifth, and sixth are civilian areas, and the seventh area is also the civilian area.

Area, but it is also an exile area. In fact, souls who have committed serious crimes will be completely suppressed and dumped unconsciously there.

Sanqing is now located in a top-level garden in the aristocratic area of ​​the third district. This private garden belongs to a financial tycoon who was a financial tycoon during his lifetime and is now the president of the Chrysanthemum Chamber of Commerce. His name is Sun Dayi.

This private garden covers an area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters. The front yard is an exquisite Japanese garden, showing simple and elegant taste everywhere. The residential building has three floors. The first floor is a public area for guests, and the second floor is a study room for leisure.

area, the third floor is where the bedrooms are placed.

Sanqing is standing in the leisure area on the second floor. There is an indoor swimming pool with a view of the front courtyard garden. This swimming pool should have been rippling with blue water, but it is now infected with red. It is not at all described as a blood pool.

Too much.

Sun Dayi's fat half body was floating in the swimming pool.

"Section Chief, from what we know so far, Mr. Sun Dayi should have died last night." A big, stout policeman in black ran over.

Are there any people who can truly die in the underworld?

Sanqing nodded: "Shang Zhongcheng, ask someone to drag him up."

Shang Zhongcheng greeted a few people, found a paddle in the villa, beat the water waves, pushed Sun Dayi to the shore, and then dragged him up.

Sanqing looked at Sun Dayi's body, which had obviously been soaked in water all night, and the internal organs in his stomach had been emptied out, forming a cavity, so it was floating in the water. He breathed out unnoticeably, who expected it?

It's so unpredictable that this great financier who was once so famous and extremely wealthy would be thrown into the underworld where he could not be reincarnated, and then be killed inexplicably.

This is the third day since he returned to the police station.

Three days ago, he stepped into the police station without any scruples and received no resistance from anyone. Director Sima Yao, who claimed to have accepted the king's appointment, was turned into a lowly spirit and exiled to the seventh district.

Regarding the five days since his disappearance, he only submitted a report and explained the situation. The king did not even summon him. Judging from the situation reported by the department, Sima Yao was avenging a private vendetta and taking the opportunity to take action in the name of action.

Framing Sanqing, which ultimately led to the failure of Mr. Fan's arrest, let's forget about it.

Sanqing didn't pay too much attention. With his character, being overly concerned would easily attract others' attention. He just drove to District 7 to visit Sima Yao and removed one of his legs. That was the only way.

It’s like Sanqing’s way of doing things.

Sanqing asked for a baton and lifted the body's crack. After looking at it for a while, he frowned: "Where is his family?"

"There is only an old concierge who is taking notes."

"Go, call the old man over." Sanqing ignored him and continued to use his baton to look at other parts of the body.

After a while, Shang Zhongcheng dragged an old man over and trotted over.

Sanqing looked at the old man. He was as skinny as a bamboo pole, and his face was covered with age spots. He was wearing a checkered gray shirt underneath and a black knitted cardigan outside. It looked very old, but it was also clean.

Decent.

"What's going on with their family?" Sanqing walked aside and gave up the position of the body.

The old man glanced at the body, turned his head to Sanqing and said, "Mr. Policeman, in addition to his wife and young master, Mr. Sun's family also has three servants. There are only six people in this villa."

"Do you count yourself?"

"Yes, yes, there are seven of us including me!" The old man was a little panicked, "I am only responsible for guarding the door. I rarely come in the yard, and the servants deliver meals to me?"

"Why didn't I see you when I came in?"

"Section Chief, when you came, I happened to arrange for him to take notes." Shang Zhongcheng added beside him.

Sanqing looked at Shang Zhong intentionally or unintentionally.

With a quick glance, Shang Zhongcheng immediately shut his mouth.

"Then where do you live?"

"Concierge, there is a separate room in the concierge!"

"Are there usually many people here?"

"Mr. Sun doesn't usually have many visitors, and these are all recorded."

Shang Zhongcheng handed over a visitor record book, and Sanqing took it and flipped through it. It was indeed not much.

"Maybe it's because Mr. Sun is often away from home."

"What do you mean?" Sanqing closed the book and handed it back to Shang Zhongcheng.

"Mr. Sun usually goes out early and comes back late every day. He is the wife at home, and the young master is not at home very often, so there are not many visitors." The old man was a little hesitant. After all, he was a servant in the caretaker's house, and he talked too much about the master's family.

Not a good thing.

Sanqing nodded, having lost interest in asking questions, and signaled for the old man to leave.

When the old man was about to turn around and leave, Sanqing stopped him again, "Didn't you hear anything last night?"

The old man shuddered, turned around and knelt on the ground, trembling and about to cry.

When Shang Zhongcheng saw this, he was about to step forward. Other police officers in black also surrounded him, but was stopped by San Qing.

"Last night, after Mr. Sun came back, I... I secretly drank a few glasses of wine and fell asleep. I really didn't hear anything... I, I swear, I will tell you what happened last night.

It has nothing to do with it..." The old man burst into tears and cried until he died.

"Why did you wait until Mr. Sun came back to drink?"

"Mr. Sun usually doesn't go out again after he comes back, and he never has visitors, and he doesn't have to open or close the door, so..." the old man hesitated, "I only do this two or three times, just two or three times!"

Sanqing thought for a while and asked someone to take the old man down.

Shang Zhongcheng couldn't help but ask: "Section Chief, why don't you ask?"

"What to ask?"

“Where have Sun Dayi’s family gone?”

Sanqing smiled and looked at the stupid man in front of him, "Is it an anonymous report?"

"It's...it's an anonymous report, how do you know?"

"According to this old man, he almost never sets foot in the courtyard, and he drank again last night. He doesn't know what happened in Bieyuan at all. How could he report the crime? Another possibility is that he knew last night

What happened, for some reason, I could only choose to report the crime anonymously."

"But, what does this have to do with asking where his family is?"

"If it's the first possibility, he has already told you the answer, so why ask again?" A smile suddenly appeared in Sanqing's eyes, a cat-and-mouse smile, "But if it's the second possibility,

If there is no possibility, there is no need to ask again."

Shang Zhongcheng still didn't quite understand. Sanqing pointed upstairs, "Have you searched the upstairs?"

"Not yet. We don't have enough manpower. We haven't finished searching the first and second floors yet."

Sanqing smiled: "If I guess correctly, Sun Dayi's wife and three servants should have died upstairs, and they all died in the same way."

"Why?"

"Didn't the old man say everything just now?"

"What do you mean? Where is his son?"

"The old concierge said so too!"

When Sanqing said this, he was already going upstairs. Although he said it very casually, the doubts in his heart became more and more serious. He hoped that he had guessed wrong and that this matter might not be as simple as killing a few people.

The corridor on the third floor was very clean, and the study, the second bedroom and several guest rooms on the west side were also spotless. Sanqing brought Shang Zhongcheng to the door of the master bedroom. Before he entered, he smelled a strong sweet smell.

The door of the master bedroom is a double door with left and right doors, and the door handle is also inlaid with gold. You don't need to think that the level of luxury inside must be magnificent, but at this moment, it should be like a bloody hell.

Shang Zhongcheng stepped forward and pushed the door open——

The glance that Sanqing expected, only

It was even bloodier and more disgusting. The luxurious and spacious master bedroom was like a huge meat grinder at the moment, with blood stains, broken limbs and broken arms, and internal organs scattered everywhere. There were still internal organs hanging on the crystal chandelier above the bed, and four more

The heads are lined up in a row, facing the direction of the door.

Sanqing was almost vomiting, and Shang Zhongcheng was already lying on the ground and peeing.

"Shang Zhongcheng, go call the people on the second floor. Don't panic!"

Sanqing frowned and shouted twice more before Shang Zhongcheng got up and ran out to call someone.

Sanqing glanced at the blood on the ground and saw that there was no room left, so he raised his legs and stepped in. He didn't have to go in. From the first moment he saw the scene, he knew that this was a passionate killing with a purpose, but it also vented anger.

More; the four heads lined up in a row look a bit ceremonial, but are actually just the murderer’s bad taste and don’t have much meaning; it’s just that he needs to determine one thing, and that thing is what really interests him.

place.

At this time, there were panicked footsteps behind him. Shang Zhongcheng came with the police in black, and then he heard the sound of vomiting.

Sanqing frowned and called to Shang Zhongcheng to bring him a baton. He opened the crack in the body again, observed it for a while, and gasped, "Shang Zhongcheng, tell people to cordon off the scene immediately. Without my order,

, no one can step into the scene. In addition, arrange for someone to control the old concierge. No one can have any contact with him without my permission. You come with me! "

After saying that, Sanqing turned around and left.

Shang Zhongcheng explained to the policemen in black and quickly followed him out.

When Shang Zhongcheng rushed to the door, Sanqing was already sitting in the car waiting.
To be continued...