Two children on the bed in the inner room were beheaded with one knife. In the other part of the body and head, an elderly woman was stabbed to the central room with a knife as she was stabbed with her chest, and two women in the kitchen were also killed with one knife. The last child, seven or eight years old, was strangled to death in the backyard.

After seeing all the corpses, Wei Wu frowned tightly and asked the yamen guarding the gate again.

"Where are the people from the Jinyiwei?"

The yamen runners said,

“In the yard opposite!”

Four people in the Jinyiwei died in the opposite house. There were traces of fighting in the courtyard. Two people were killed several times. One of them had his arm cut off and one was stabbed in the chest. The other was stabbed into the heart by a knife. The other was stabbed into the heart by a knife. The people in both courtyards were extremely tragic. It was obvious that the murderer was a veteran who killed people. Each knife was quick and ruthless, and he went to the vital point.

Wei Wu led Zhong Shun and Wang Xing to see it, and Zhong Shun said,

"Xiaoqi, Yibeizhi looked at it as a murderer, and saw that the wound was a heavy knife to slash..."

In the past, the woman in the head was cut off from the back of her neck by someone. She had to be extremely powerful and needed a heavy knife to do so!

Wei Wu nodded,

"It's true, but..."

He pointed to one of the corpses and said,

"Don't you think this is a bit strange?"

This one was found in the yard of the Jinyiwei. He was stabbed several times. Wang Xing squatted down as he spoke and checked carefully. Zhi responded,

"Xiaoqi, the twelve swords in this corpse, the deadliest two are on the chest and neck. There is nothing wrong with Huyi!"

Wei Wu went over and took a look, and pointed his hand.

"You have seen that your chest and neck are fatal injuries. Have you seen the wound on your face?"

Wang Xing looked at the body that had half of his face cut off with one knife, shook his head and said,

"I didn't see it!"

Wei Wu snorted,

"Look at the corpses in these two yards, the murderer is both the vital ones. Why do you have to cut a knife on the face of this corpse?"

Wang Xing thought about it and responded,

"There will naturally be a time of melee between fighting and fighting. Maybe this brother is very capable, and the murderer cut his face in the face when he fought with him?"

Wei Wu frowned and shook his head,

"I always feel something strange... I feel like this knife was extremely fierce, and even my skull was cracked..."

In theory, if the face is injured behind, the chest and neck are already fatal. According to the murderer's clean and neat killing method, he will not waste time repairing the knife on his face. If the face is injured in front, there is no need for two knifes on the chest and neck, because one knife almost cut off half of the face!

This knife is a waste of time!

After thinking about it, I asked the two of them again.

"Do you know this person?"

The two of them came over and tried hard to identify the remaining half of the face. At this moment, the half of their heads were covered in blood and blood. They couldn't see their appearance, so they both shook their heads. Wei Wu nodded, pulled out the sword from his waist, picked up the belt of the body, revealing the slightly bulging belly of the blue and white.

Wei Wu raised his eyebrows again and gently pressed down with the back of the knife. His stomach immediately sank and bulged high from all sides. As soon as he stopped, the belly of the corpse immediately rebounded, which showed that his stomach was already bloated.

Wei Wu ordered,

"You guys go and see other corpses!"

As expected, the two of them went over and looked at it, and they all said when they came back,

"Xiaoqi, the rest of the corpses have not yet appeared in the shape of a swelling belly!"

It is logical that the time of death is not far apart, so why are there no corpse next to it? Only this corpse has begun to rot and swell?

Wei Wu had already had a scheming in his heart when he saw this, and immediately went out to instruct a few yamen runners,

"The bodies were sealed into the coffin and transported back to the Jinyiwei Yamen of the Capital!"

Here, another divorce letter was written on the spot, asking the people in the yamen to find out who was cut off half of their heads!

The body was sent away by the people in the local yamen, but the letter was sent to the secret messaging place of the Jinyiwei and returned to the capital. Wang Xing asked,

"Xiaoqi, won't we go back to Beijing?"

Wei Wu shook his head,

"Looking at the way of killing people, it looks like the way in the world. Let's stay here to see if we can find out who did it?"

When the sky was dark, he sneaked into the village and killed two people in the courtyard, including four good men from the Jinyiwei. I think it was not done by one person, but the techniques were clean and neat, and they must be people who were used to killing people and making a living. This type of person may be among the people in the martial arts world, or the killers of some high-ranking officials and nobles.

Wei Wu planned to check the nearby area first to see if there are any clues.

A densely populated area nearby is a small town called Xiushan.

"Let's go to Xiushan Town to have a look!"

The three of them rode their horses toward Xiushan Town. This Xiushan Town is only twenty miles away from the capital, and is also very prosperous and lively. Merchants and travelers are constantly coming and going. Due to the prosperity of commerce, the business of a brothel and a gambling house in the town is also very good!

Wei Wu first took the two to the gambling house, and someone came to greet him when he got in.

"What are the three masters playing?"

Wei Wu went in and looked like an old gambling stick. He rubbed his hands and ignored the man. He went straight to the table with the most crowded people. He relied on the tall and big people and forced a seat out. However, he looked left and right and did not place bets, and put on a wait-and-see posture. The person guarding the gambling house knew that this was a guest who often gambling. After looking at it, he stopped paying attention!

Wei Wu stood at the gambling table, his eyes scattered around him and he had already looked at the crowd in the game with only one of them, with a beard and blood-red eyes set on the scholar-in-law.

On the other hand, I pressed my hands and came over without any trace. When I approached the person, there was a smell of smell. I don’t know how many days I haven’t washed it.

This person was extremely lucky. He bet on this table. He bet on the size of the table ten times, but he didn't bet on eight times. He only collected some copper coins and came back. He shook his hands and pushed them all back to the gambling table.

Wei Wu could see clearly that this person must be a regular visitor in the gambling house, so he became scheming in his heart. He turned around and ignored him and bet wholeheartedly. He had been lying on the street for a long time, so he naturally studied gambling skills.

He had been with people in the gambling house for a while when he was a child. The strangeness was naturally the most obvious. This was different from the other one when he made a move. He really bets big and small, and it was like having a perspective eye, which made the sieve cup in the dealer's hand transparently.

He did this, although he only weighed ten copper plates in each time, but he accumulated a lot of copper plates. Soon, there were piles of copper plates in front of him. Seeing this, everyone on the table followed him to bet, and even the middle-aged Confucian scholar followed Wei Wu to bet. Only when he bet Wei Wu immediately changed the direction of the wind. Bet big and bet small, and bet small and bet big. Soon, he folded the little copper plates in the hands of the Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar was not good to bet on the custody again after losing his capital, so he was reluctant to leave. He was at the table and watched Wei Wu's hand turn around and became prosperous again. He couldn't help but feel itchy, so he pulled the debtor in the gambling house and shouted,

"Lend some money to Yang!"

The money lender smiled,

"Mr. Yang, it's not that I don't lend it to you. Only Cui Niang in Wanhua Building is the good sister of our boss lady. I have already told the man that he can't lend it to you!"

He said and laughed,

"Yes, you always bet on all the money in your hands, so you went back to sleep. Tomorrow, I went to find Cui Niang to get the money and then gamble!"

Wei Wu laughed in his heart when he heard this.

"It seems that this old guy is not only a gambler, but also a guy who eats soft food!"

I think many people in this town also know the story of Mr. Yang. Everyone laughed when they heard this. The Confucian scholar named Yang was furious.

"What does my business have to do with her? You have to borrow money from the shop, but you don't lend money. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Everyone was laughing again. The Confucian scholar named Yang turned red and wanted to leave with a smile, but he couldn't bear to see the good situation on the gambling table now. He saw clearly that this handsome boy was lucky today. If he bet with him, he would definitely be able to make a comeback!

Wei Wu seized the opportunity to wave to the Yang surnamed,

"This guy, do you still want to bet?"

The Confucian scholar named Yang saw him like a puppy, and he wanted to put on a shelf of scholars. However, he had been fond of gambling for many years and had already sucked his arrogance. After a moment of hesitation, he finally came over. Wei Wu smiled and pushed half of the copper plate piled on the table.

"The boy is also used to walking around the world. He is most disgusting for men. I will lend him some to Mr. Yang today. If he wins, he will take it to the wife of Wanhualou, so that he will not make people laugh at you for a soft meal!"

Seeing that he had the capital to come on stage, the Confucian scholar named Yang didn't care whether this handsome boy was ill-behaved or was embarrassed by himself. He took it with excitement and smiled,

"I wonder if my little brother is betting big or small?"

Wei Wu laughed and bet the big guy. The Confucian scholar followed him and turned out to bet the big guy. He was so happy that he couldn't see the eyes. He followed Wei Wu to win ten consecutive games. The Confucian scholar named Yang counted out the copper coins he won and pushed back the one Wei Wu gave to him.

"Mr. Yang now has the capital, so he will return the one he borrowed from me to you!"

Wei Wu laughed at this,

"Okay, okay! This brother Yang is a bit interesting!"

After five more moves, he stopped. Qidao, a Confucian scholar named Yang.

"Little brother is just right, why did he stop?"

Wei Wu smiled,

"But the reason is to have fun occasionally and stop at the right time!"

As he said that, he sprinkled some copper coins on the table and said to everyone,

"I'm so good today, please have a drink!"

Seeing this, everyone reached out to rob. Wei Wu smiled and squeezed out, stretched out his hand to pull the Confucian scholar.

"Mr. Yang, it's good to win Xiaoying. Don't be too greedy! Let's go, I'll invite you to drink!"

The Confucian scholar surnamed Yang lost for many days. Today, he finally met a God of Wealth, who pulled some money back. He wanted to win again, but he had no choice but to leave. He knew that if he didn't leave, he would be afraid that he would pour out all the money he won. He had no choice but to follow Wei Wu out.

Wei Wu smiled,

"I and two brothers first came here, but I don't know where the wine is better. Why not recommend one for Brother Yang?"

The Confucian scholar named Yang thought for a while,

"Why go to the one at the end of the street!"

This tavern is pitifully small and has no signature. When the owner saw Yang Rusheng bringing people in, he looked contemptuous.
Chapter completed!