It's really unlucky to have a bully like Wang Hu in the village!

As a people's policeman, Zhou Ze can only curse secretly in his heart at this moment. If he knew these things earlier, he would try his best to stop and make Wang Hu pay the price he deserved.

But now that Wang Hu is dead, he can't talk about Wang Hu's crimes, but can only find the murderer as soon as possible to solve the case.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Ze asked, "Where is the Wuzhi Taoist family? Is he in the village now?"

"His home is at the east entrance of the village, but... I suddenly remembered that when I visited his home yesterday for investigation, Wu Zhidao was not there."

His eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly said, "Take me to see."

No matter from the outside or the inside, the Wuzhi Taoist school is very shabby. The only electrical appliance in the house is the TV, or the old snowflake. It can be seen that the Taoist martial arts are indeed poor.

In addition to the musty smell in the room, it is also the smell of Chinese medicine. Vaguely, there is still the sound of the old man coughing in the room.

Zhou Ze came to the house with the village head, and saw Wu Zhidao's mother lying on the bed with a pale face, coughing constantly: "Aunt Wu, is Wu Zhidao at home?"

"Ahem... Xiaowu is not here."

"Where did Wu Zhidao go?"

Wu Zhidao's mother shook her head: "I don't know... Xiao Wu hasn't come back for many days, village chief, did Xiao Wu have an accident and was taken away by a zombie?"

Wu Zhidao's mother was very anxious and wanted to get up, but she didn't have the energy.

Zhou Ze hurriedly stepped forward to help Wu Zhidao's mother: "Are you sure Wu Zhidao has not returned for three days? Then why didn't you talk about it before?"

"I... Xiao Wu told me before that he went to the temple to ask for some amulets to come back, and said that it would take up to two days. So I didn't take it seriously, so I didn't say it." Wu Zhidao's mother was trembling: "The village Long, who is this? Why have I never seen it before."

The village chief sighed: "This is Zhou Ze, the captain of the Linzhou Criminal Police Second Team."

Wu Zhidao’s mother widened her eyes: "Policeman? Ahem... Is something really wrong with Xiao Wu? If something happens to Xiao Wu, how am I going to live? This is my son!"

"Old lady, don't get excited. There are no zombies in the village. We have found out that the so-called zombies are pretending to be thieves." Zhou Ze patted the old lady's back to comfort: "You are sure that the way of martial arts is to leave three days ago. Home?"

"I'm sure.... Xiaowu came back from outside and told me that he saw zombies that day. He couldn't wait. He must go to the temple and ask for amulets to protect our family from being entangled by zombies. I didn't think much about it. , Let him go."

Judging from the time of Wu Zhidao's departure, it was exactly the same as the time of Wang Hu's death, not to mention that Wu Zhidao came back when it was dawning that day. This shows that he was not at home that night, he was dealing with Wang Hu's body!

Zhou Ze handed Wu Zhidao's mother to the village head for comfort, and he and Geng Qing searched Wu Zhidao's home. He walked into the kitchen, and at a glance, he saw the thick black air radiating from the corner snakeskin bag.

Zhou Ze's pupils condensed, and immediately opened the snakeskin bag, and he saw the awl! The black air is emitted from the awl, and this is the murderer.

No matter how clean Wu Zhidao was, it would not escape Zhou Ze's eyes.

Zhou Ze winked at Geng Qing and asked Geng Qing to take the awl away.

Afterwards, he returned to the master bedroom and whispered to the village chief's ear to let him out.

Several people stood at the door of Wu Zhi Dao's house. Zhou Ze pointed to the snakeskin bag in Geng Qing's hand: "It has been determined that Wu Zhi Dao is a murderer..."

The village chief's eyes widened in disbelief: "No... Wu Zhidao is usually honest. Was Wang Hu really killed by him?"

"The murder weapon has been found, and the people are gone. It can explain everything." Zhou Ze sighed: "I believe Wu Zhidao is an honest person, but the honest person is forced to be anxious. It is more terrifying than anything."

"The village chief, do you know there are other exits in the village?"

The village chief shook his head: "All the exits have been sealed by us. If Wu Zhidao really escapes from the village, he should have climbed out of the iron fence abruptly. But...the impression is that the iron fence is not on the fence. There is no blood."

"Go and see." No matter how Wu Zhidao left the village, he must have killed Wang Hu in the village. Wang Hu died of excessive blood loss, but the crime scene at Wang Hu's home did not have a lot of blood.

Wang Hu's house is not the first scene of the crime. They should find the second scene of the crime first.

Walking to the west entrance of the village, Zhou Ze saw a small and dilapidated thatched house. He pointed to the thatched house and asked, "Village chief, what is that place?"

"There is a deserted cottage." The village chief explained: "In the past, the village was backward, and if you wanted to go to the bathroom from house to house, you had to go to this kind of public toilet, but now it's different. ."

After listening, Zhou Ze walked towards the hut. The village chief stopped him: "It's stinky, so don't go."

Zhou Ze waved the village chief's hand: "It's here."

He has opened the black air around the hut.

A few people walked over, and a foul smell radiated towards them. Geng Qing, Zhao Guangliang and the village head strictly covered their noses and dared not breathe. Only Zhou Ze took a closer look as if he couldn't smell it. From the edge of the Maokeng, he vaguely saw the crimson dry blood stains through the black air. It's just that this pit is too small, it shouldn't be enough for Wu Zhidao to kill Wang Hu.

With a soft cough, Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone and carefully took pictures of the blood stains: "This is not the place where Wu Zhidao killed Wang Hu, but the blood here is indeed Wang Hu's."

The village chief put his hand down and asked in a puzzled way: "The DNA hasn't been verified yet, how do you know that it is Wang Hu's blood?"

"Don't doubt the judgment ability of the police." Zhou Ze explained after a few people walked away from the hut. The blood from the tiger was squeezed out and poured into this pit. Then, he threw the corpse of the tiger into his house. In this way, people would think that the blood on the tiger was drunk by the zombies."

"So where did Wu Zhidao kill Wang Hu?"

Zhou Ze frowned and thought about it carefully. After a long time, he suddenly thought of a place: "Where is the land of Wuzhi Taoism? Take me over and see!"

The village chief knew what Zhou Ze meant, and quickly took them to the land of the Wuzhi Taoist house. Twenty acres are said to be big or small, but fortunately this is the planting season, and the plants have not yet risen to the point where people can't see them.

Several people started investigating separately, and soon, Zhou Ze saw a cloud of black air not far away. He walked forward quickly, and when he saw the blood stains on the crops, he finally determined that Wu Zhidao was the king who killed here! .

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