Chapter 1878 (2/2)

Soon, someone found the blood.

Xunziyang ordered people to follow the bloodstain, but his heart was full of pride and malice.

Soon, those two damn bastards will be arrested as suspects of murder.

To this end, he deliberately waited in the main hall, waiting for the two people to be turned over and crawl at his feet.

But he waited and waited, and no one came back.

In my heart, I slowly became a little suspicious.

He was thinking of asking his schoolboy to inquire about one or two Kung Fu, but a person who surprised him came to him.

”Bai Lu, why are you here?”

Usually, the man with a simple and honest smile is frowning at the moment.

”Sir, there is a murder case in your family. Do you know about it?”

Heart, irregular crazy jump.

Xunziyang only efforts to pinch his palm, in order to calm down his emotions.

”Life, homicide? How is this possible? You must have made a mistake.”

He didn't dare to look into Bai Lu's eyes, but he heard the man say.

”Song Xing, the steward of your family, was found dead at the back door this morning. Hasn't anyone told you about it?”

Back door? Why the back door?

Xun Ziyang almost wanted to roar for his failure again.

At this time, a servant hurried in with a sad face.

”No, childe, we followed the blood and found the back door. Steward song, he, he's dead!”

Accident, one by one.

All the things he had scheduled seemed to derail for unknown reasons overnight.

This completely unable to grasp the sense of powerlessness made Xun Ziyang crazy.

This has never happened since he was born.

Those fools should submit to him!

”Since the blood fell from the inside to the outside, it doesn't rule out the possibility that someone killed people in the house. I personally examined the body and was afraid that he would die at the door if he wanted to escape desperately. Ziyang, you should cooperate with me. Steward song is an old man in the family. I'm afraid someone will deal with him against Mr. Song.”

”Dong, Dong,” Xun Ziyang heard his heart beating like a drum.

His palm was sticky, and his refusal was in his throat, but he didn't dare to say it.

”OK.”

Hard work, said how a word, and then there was a long silence.

He stood there, watching those people busy, watching them carry Song Xing's body in and put it in front of him.

Then his throat rolled and swallowed.

It's not his fault. It's all because of this damn waste.

Yes, he still has a chance.

He will drag the two men into the water and let them bear these sins.

Since God let them appear at this time, isn't it just for this purpose?

He forced himself to calm down, and then listened to Bai Lu asking those people one by one.

He turned his head and silently winked at his schoolboy.

The latter nodded to indicate that he understood.

With his head down, Xun Ziyang showed a very sad look.

Even Bai Lu felt that he couldn't bear to look at it.

Just reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

After looking around for a week, He said solemnly: ”In order to find out the cause of death of steward song, I hope you can cooperate to say who saw steward song yesterday and who was the last to see him. Was there anything unusual at that time? Also, did steward song have a grudge with others? You'd better answer in detail. He's from your house. It's likely that the next victim is among you.”

Where did people go through such a battle, coupled with his words, they immediately changed their faces.

The inquiry went well, but there was no clue.

According to the confessions of these people, Bai Lu only knew that Song Xing acted as usual yesterday, without any abnormality.

But he was very clear that the dagger must have been stabbed by an external force, and the wound showed signs of splitting, which showed that Song Xing was murdered.

Now, everyone knows that Mr. Xunyang's house is the center of the storm.

If someone really wants to be bad for your husband, I'm afraid there will be more trouble.

”Although steward song is a little cold to people, because he is an old man in the house, if he really offends, he must not delay until now.”

The bookboy said haltingly. People around him nodded and agreed with him.

Bailu also thought he had a point.

”What do you think is the reason why steward song was killed?”

”It's hard to tell whether it's small. However, although people in the house have friction, they won't hurt people's lives. Everyone knows their roots and temperament. They know each other well. They really won't do such things as killing and venting their anger.”

The servants nodded fiercely, but Bai Lu stared at the little schoolboy in front of him after hearing the words ”kill and vent his anger”.

”What do you know?”

The latter shook violently, as if frightened by him, and could not speak clearly.

”The small one, the small one, thinks that maybe the steward of song offended someone, so he was killed.”

”Offend people? Who is it?”

”Small, small dare not talk nonsense.”

The white foot was very, and the gloomy face was more oppressive.