After Qin Mu finished the inspection, he exhaled a few deeply. In fact, I couldn't bear it anymore, and I was really embarrassed to continue checking.

Those images were too bloody. Qin Mu may not be able to eat well today.

The guide's limbs were not yet completely stiff, the visible wounds were densely packed, and his face was hideously twisted, and it was obvious that he had been subjected to inhuman treatment during his lifetime.

The wounds were the most knife wounds, and there was no order, Qin Mu speculated that the murderer should be quite panicked, only the knife in the neck was neat and clean, it could be the first or last knife.

Qin Mu looked around and found that there were blood spots on the ground that had already taken on a dark red circle, intermittent, mixed with a little mud and sand, maybe the murderer was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to cover it up completely.

The bloodstains disappeared in the backyard of a family.

Qin Mu walked around to the front, and the door was closed.

Qin Mu hunched his waist, cautiously held his breath and returned to the backyard, found a gap and stepped in.

A series of murders, strange villages, and villagers who disappeared overnight, these made Qin Mu almost out of breath.

The surroundings were too quiet, Qin Mu could hear his heartbeat against the wall, and his chest rose and fell sharply as if he was deprived of oxygen.

Behind it is the kitchen, where perhaps the killer will wash the bloodstains.

Unexpectedly, Qin Mu rummaged through the entire kitchen, but he didn't find any knives, the sink was half-dry, and he couldn't judge anything for the time being.

Qin Mu had a fire in his heart, and he was very dry.

There are two solutions to dangerous things, keep your distance from him, and the second hide by your side.

The villager's house was in a mess, Qin Mu avoided the debris on the ground, looked around, and ran quickly to the stairs.

Qin Mu looked out through the window of the living room, observing the movement, and touched the second floor.

The light on the second floor was very dim, and Qin Mu couldn't help but feel a fluster.

He opened a door, the smell of smoke came to his face, there was a middle-aged man's clothes hanging on the hanger, Qin Mu would not admit his mistake, the first time he saw the village chief, the village chief was wearing this reception for him.

The village chief's room.

The smell of smoke made Qin Mu's head dizzy, and without much effort, Qin Mu found a knife in his clothes pocket.

Combined with the accounts of the villagers and the guides, it seems that it is not surprising that the village chief did this.

Qin Mu took a deep breath.

These days, he has seen the deaths of too many people who are or may not be related to him, and this is the most recent one.

Qin Mu was sorting out a mess of thoughts in his mind, Yuanda Pharmaceutical was much more terrifying than he imagined, and it was as inhumane as this village to do illegal things.

One lie still needs another lie to make it true, and to cover up the facts of his crime, he has to kill the villagers who know the truth.

Interlocking.

No one in the whole village is innocent, and only those who die are safe.

Qin Mu saw through Yuanda Pharmaceutical's disgusting face, and his disgust intensified in this smoky room.

When Qin Mu found the police in a complicated way, they had already found the body of the guide.

"Where's the young man who brought us?"

"He was still following him just now, why didn't he disappear now-he's coming, I'll call him!" The little policeman should have just entered the industry, "Mr. Qin, where have you been, our boss is looking for you!"

"Well," Qin Mu said with a sullen nose, and he didn't feel very polite, "Okay." "

"You say, you saw the villagers burning ancient opium here, right?"

"That's right. "

"We searched the neighborhood and the villagers' homes. "

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