Seeing that he was going to inspect the crime scene, the village chief suddenly became more cautious.
He waved and called a young man to his side.
"Zhang Shan, you can ride on the village's fast horse and quickly go to the county magistrate's hall and tell the magistrate in detail what happened here."
"Remember, let's just say that the criminal is very powerful and has weapons. Let the county magistrate bring more officials here to find the murderer."
When Zhang Shan heard this, he immediately nodded, quietly came outside the crowd, and ran directly into the distance.
Long Qian and Yan Qin behind them didn't notice this scene, but Yudie saw it clearly.
She even listened to everything the village chief said.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a soft smile.
The door in front of you is directly open, not closed.
Long Lin took the lead and walked directly inside.
The village elder behind him saw this and suddenly became a little anxious.
Seeing that Long Lin was trying to take the lead, he naturally wanted to enter the house first.
In this way, he could see the situation at the scene and confirm whether the old man Li who died in the house died from a stab wound.
As soon as he took a step forward, before he could take the lead, a strong force hit him, and his body was almost pushed down on the spot.
The person who took action was the Ghost King, who stopped the village elder from approaching Long Lin.
The Ghost King turned his head and glared at the village elder fiercely.
Being stared at by such a fierce gaze, the village chief's legs were so frightened that they trembled for a moment.
Looking up again, Long Lin had already walked in.
Even if he wanted to take the lead at this moment, it was obviously too late, and he could only follow the Ghost King and Long Lin together with everyone else.
Long Lin took a step into the door. He did not enter directly, but stopped at the door.
Inside was the place where they had dinner last night. There was a large wooden table. Next to the wooden table were wooden chairs.
Long Lin immediately saw Old Man Li's body.
Old Man Li's face was completely pale at this moment, and there was a lot of blood on his neck. Old Man Li's hands were covering his throat hard, and his hands were completely stained with blood, and all the blood that had flowed out had dried up.
Although Long Lin didn't understand much, he could still understand some of them.
Old Man Li must have died after they left last night, probably in the second half of the night. If it wasn't long ago, the large pool of blood on the ground could not have all dried up.
Old Man Li's body fell to the ground. Next to the body, there was a chair, which also fell behind Old Man Li.
On the wall in the distance, there were some splashes of blood, and only one, which should be Old Man Li's blood, spattered on the wall.
The blood stains on the wall were about half a person's height above the ground.
Long Lin made some gestures in his mind and immediately came to the conclusion that when Old Man Li was killed, he was sitting on that chair.
The sharp blade slashed across his throat, and a large amount of blood splashed out on the spot, directly splashing on the wall in the direction the blade slashed.
Due to the pain in his body, Old Man Li covered his neck with both hands. He struggled and fell over, taking the chair behind him with him.
It was reasonable, and Long Lin confirmed this conclusion immediately.
Although the chair fell over, the wooden table did not fall over.
On the table, there were five poured wine jars that did not fall to the ground.
There was ashes on the table, and there were no signs of being wet with wine. It seemed that the originally full wine jars had been emptied when they were poured.
Last night, many villagers brought meat and wine.
Long Lin was no stranger to these wine jars. He and Old Man Li drank from one jar last night, but there were still four jars of wine left, which were full.
The wine jar was empty and the wine had to be drunk into Old Man Li's belly.
The murderer came here to kill people. He probably didn't have the leisure mood and deliberately drank the wine in the wine jar empty.
This was not a carefully planned murder case. It was simply that the murderer entered the house, held a sharp knife to kill, and after succeeding, left directly without doing anything extra.
Long Lin closed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a picture in his mind immediately.
After he left last night, Old Man Li did not go into the house to sleep. Instead, he sat here drinking alone.
It takes a long time for a person to drink four jars of wine. Judging from the normal drinking speed, it will be almost midnight.
When the murderer entered the house, Old Man Li did not get up. Whether he knew the murderer or not, Long Lin could not confirm.
The murderer was armed with a sharp knife and killed Old Man Li on the spot.
Brush... Long Lin opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked towards the village chief.
"Village Chief, you said that you surveyed the scene and said that Old Man Li died of a stab wound. See for yourself, is that true?"
The village chief stood behind him, his body blocked by Long Lin, and he was unable to enter the house to watch in detail.
The ghost king standing next to Long Lin was obviously a master. He really couldn't afford to offend him, and he didn't dare to push past this ghost king and enter the house.
Long Lin got out of the way, and the Ghost King stood a little to the side. The village chief hurriedly looked inside. With just one glance, the village chief was dumbfounded.
He is not a fool, so he can understand clearly.
This old Li Tou had his throat slashed and died, but this damn Old Li Tou actually blocked his neck with both hands. There is no way to tell what kind of sharp blade the scratched wound was caused by.
Know.
If you want to see clearly, you can only see it if you move your hands away.
Seeing the village chief's reaction, Long Lin was even more angry.
"Village Chief, tell me, how did you know that this old man Li died from a knife?"
Long Lin glared, so frightened that the village elder shrank quickly.
"You have nothing to say, right? You obviously didn't come here to survey the scene, but you hid behind and watched the villagers besiege us. What's your purpose?"
"I...I..."
The village chief was scolded and kept opening his mouth, but except for the word "I", the village chief actually felt that he had nothing to say.
How does this young man know that he is hiding in the dark? Is this impossible?
In desperation, the village chief thought that he should say something no matter what he thought.
"Be brave, I am the village chief. If I say I have surveyed the scene, then that is a survey. How do you know that Old Man Li did not die of a stab wound?"
The village chief still firmly believes in this.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Long Lin smiled instantly.
Hahaha......
"Village Chief, you are really good at telling lies with your eyes open. Uncle Li's hands are still blocking his neck. There is no way you can see the wounds behind those hands."
"You insisted that Old Man Li died of a stab wound. How did you know about this? Could it be that you were at the scene when the murderer committed the murder?"
The village chief was shocked by these words and took a big step back.
"No...no...how could I be here? I only found out afterwards that Lao Li Tou was killed at home."
