Star Trace Gate

Wang Mansion, first floor.

The patrolling soldiers who heard the sound of fighting quickly rushed into Wang Shoucai's office. When the lights were turned on, everyone looked up and saw blood and body fragments on half of the wall.

The ground was littered with broken limbs, bones and fragments, and the smell of blood was extremely strong. The scene was horrific.

It was obvious that a murder had just occurred here.

The platoon leader of the soldiers on duty took a quick look at the crime scene and yelled, "Quick, sound the alarm! Order the patrol team in the back garden outside the window to block off the surrounding area and search. The person has just died, and the murderer can't run far, and there is a high possibility that he will escape from the side of the garden. Quick."

As soon as the words fell, several soldiers ran away at the fastest speed.

Soon, more than a dozen obvious locations above the fourth floor of the Wang Mansion were flashing bright red light. This was a signal of danger in the Wang Mansion, but it was the first time it was used since the Wang family took over the place.

In the office, the platoon leader squatted on the ground with some curiosity, and took a close look at the "external features" of the broken limbs, such as stained clothing fragments, shoes, personal accessories and the like, but he only felt familiar and could not immediately confirm the identity of the deceased.

But soon, a soldier's voice came from outside the office window: "Sergeant, the dead man is Shopkeeper Qiu. I saw his head."

"Manager Qiu?" The platoon leader looked up, puzzled. "Wasn't he busy in the hall just now, welcoming guests? Why is he here?"

……

Wang Mansion, fifth-floor suite.

The eldest son of the Zhou family, Zhou Congcong, had changed into a set of pink floral pajamas and poured himself a glass of red wine.

He stood in the bright living room, took a record from the shelf and put it into the phonograph's card slot.

After a while, melodious music sounded. He shook his head slightly and hummed along in a good mood.

Being successful at a young age and holding power for a long time can easily lead to an indescribable sense of superiority.

For example, you have to drink red wine, listen to foreign music, wear pajamas with flowers, and put Vaseline and perfumed hair wax on your head... In short, everything should be different from the crowd. Although this kind of superiority is a bit too superficial, it is effective and can make you stand out from the crowd in a short period of time. Because it is too expensive to show your own style through connotation, culture, and knowledge. You have to read books, right? You have to learn foreign languages, right? You even have to go to a better university to get gilded, right?

Time is so precious, Congcong doesn't have time for these trivial things. Just be simple and elegant, because these country bumpkins around him won't understand it anyway.

Just remember, if you can’t understand something, it must be awesome.

"Dong dong."

When Cong Cong was enjoying the wine and music, the door was suddenly pushed open, and his subordinate Adjutant Zhou said in a serious and stiff voice: "Brother Cong, oh no. Commander, something happened."

"Why are you panicking? I've told you many times to be calm when you are outside..." Congcong frowned and scolded, with a lively expression.

"Shopkeeper Qiu...is dead." Adjutant Zhou looked up and replied.

"puff!"

A mouthful of red wine spurted out of his mouth like menstrual period, and Congcong stood there with a frozen expression.

“Snap, crack!”

As soon as his hand loosened, the wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.

"Just now, the soldiers on the first floor sensed a fight in Wang Shoucai's office. When they looked over, they saw body parts and flesh scattered everywhere in the room. Soon, a soldier found a human head outside the office window. After careful identification, it turned out to be the shopkeeper Qiu." Adjutant Zhou narrated with a strong sense of dialogue.

"Tap!"

In just a moment, Zhou Congcong's head was buzzing. His legs went weak and he took two steps back. He held onto the windowsill with his hands to steady himself: "Dead...dead?"

"Yes. Some soldiers speculated that he might have swallowed three kilograms of explosives, and the fuse passed through his intestines and ignited in his mouth, so he was blown to pieces from the inside out." Adjutant Zhou made an extremely outrageous speculation.

died?

My father had supported him for more than 20 years and he was known as the strongest ace agent in the entire family, but he died just when he was about to be put into use?

This... this awakening is impossible, it's completely damn deep in sleep.

How could he die?

Zhou Congcong racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. He just looked at Deputy Zhou with a cold look and said with a little dissatisfaction: "The security here is too poor. I just arrived and this happened."

Wang Lili looked at him and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Zhou."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Zhou Congcong waved his hand calmly: "Investigate the case and find the murderer as soon as possible, otherwise not only will I feel unfair, but the guests will also be in danger."

Wang Lili slowly withdrew her gaze, walked up to the group of soldiers and families, and began to ask questions.

At the same time, Zhou Congcong squatted on the ground, carefully observing the scene.

He himself is also a person with supernatural powers. He is no stranger to supernatural things and has a high talent.

The body fragments on the ground and walls were splattered, and there were no signs of intense fighting at the scene.

This shows that Shopkeeper Qiu was most likely killed instantly or by a sneak attack, leaving him with almost no chance to fight back.

The glass of the window next to the desk was broken, probably because the head was thrown and smashed through it, but the window itself was closed, so I don't know how the thief left.

After looking for a while, Zhou Congcong suddenly noticed some broken weapon fragments on the ground. He slowly approached, without picking them up with his hands, but just sniffed with his nose.

Soon, he found a little bloodstain on one of the fragments. It was not obvious and required careful observation to see.

Nearby, Wang Lili asked many servants and soldiers, but did not get any useful responses.

Everyone claimed that the situation on the first floor was quite chaotic just now. Many servants and soldiers were busy receiving guests and did not notice the office area, nor did they see any suspicious people.

However, after asking several people in succession, Wang Lili suddenly saw a familiar face, who turned out to be his personal servant on the sixth floor.

It was either intuition or rigorous thinking that made Wang Lili look at him and almost instinctively ask, "Did you personally escort the guest I just received in the room out of the mansion?"

The servant was startled and replied in a trembling voice: "My dear lady, I... I didn't send him out of the mansion. After he came to the first floor, he said he needed to go to the bathroom, so I took him to the first floor to use the toilet. Halfway through, someone called me to help... I thought the door was close at hand and he could see it at a glance, so I left in a hurry.