The man spread the clothes flat on the ground. This was a gray short shirt, which looked much better than what Nan Ke wore, but at this time, most of the short shirt was infected by red.

"Is this his clothes?" The head of the Li family leaned over and took a look, "Ha, it's him, it's really him. The clothes are dyed? Blood, the murderer must be him!"

At this time, there was no technology to verify DNA. It was hard to find out who the blood was. But many times, the truth was not that important. What was important was how others present viewed it.

Nan Ke took a look and said nothing.

After seeing the short shirt, the village chief over there became more and more silent. It took about two or three minutes before the village chief spoke:

"You guys, go to the village to find them. They want to see people alive and bodies alive!"

"yes."

The man who had not yet experienced evenly responded immediately, turned his head and pointed six or seven men of similar age to run in different directions.

The scene entered a stalemate for a while.

On the one hand, the murderer was not sure yet, and everyone was also a little panicked, afraid that as Nan Ke said before, the murderer would not kill one, and he was planning to kill a few more later, so everyone would be in danger;

But on the other hand, although the villagers have never read any books, they still have the ability to instinctively observe their expressions and expressions. Today's things are obviously a bit unusual. If we continue to investigate, it is difficult to say what will be revealed later.

When the situation was not clear before, everyone was happy to make a fuss around them, but now the situation has developed, and the fuss and the attitudes they should have been made have been done. I really have to stay there. Not to mention that the village chief and the head of the Li family were too lazy to continue acting, even the "audiences" were really panicked in their hearts.

Others dare to act;

They dare not watch it!

The village chief seemed to have also seen the 'melon-eating crowd''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

"This is the end of today's affairs. If you can trust me, everyone will go home early and rest first. For the matter here, I and the head of the Li family will definitely give you an answer tomorrow morning."

The Li family has an only son, and the village chief’s beloved son is left with only a bloody dress. If something really happens to the human being, there will be no need for the public to express his opinion next.

Although the process of power struggle often requires people to pave the way, when the road has been paved, who can get ahead and who will turn into fertilizer still depends on his ability to speak.

The head of the Li family stood by the side without saying a word this time. He has now gained the upper hand. If this trend continues, he only needs to steadily and reduce the influence of the village chief step by step.

After all, he was a person from a village. He looked up and saw him. Although the head of the Li family wanted to seize power and take the position of the village chief, he really couldn't do it if he wanted to kill him directly.

After all, a person's personality and style of doing things are all based on his childhood tutoring and experience. The three generations of the Li family have been doing business. The experience and conclusions summarized can be attributed to one sentence: Everything is left for the first time.

This sentence is a perfect rule on the business path, but it is hard to say elsewhere.

The surrounding villages began to dissipate one after another. Nan Ke pursed his lips. Just as he was about to take the opportunity to escape with the crowd, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"You, stay!"

Nan Ke turned around and saw the village chief's old eyes staring at him without blinking.

As for the head of the Li family, who was his "comrade-in-arms", it turned into a sculpture at this time and stood still, as if he hadn't heard it, or if he had heard it but was too lazy to pay attention to it.

After all, he is a temporary comrade. Once this thing is covered with the word temporary, it will not be very reliable. It may be fine in normal times, but if something happens or makes mistakes, the person who is pushed up must be the "temporary".

"I have made efforts for this matter." Nan Ke spread his hands and said.

"Oh." The head of the Li family nodded slightly.

"I was injured for this." Nan Ke rubbed his wrist that had scarred when he was tied up.

"Um."

"Hiss...Is there no need to chat?" Nan Ke suddenly felt a little painful in his brain.

"Send Buddha to the West. Since you have done everything before, stay and wait for this last journey." The head of the Li family showed a real businessman style at this time.

At this time, the surrounding villagers had already left, and there were about thirty-four people left on the scene, all of whom were men, and their standing positions were clearly distinct.

Obviously, neither the village chief nor the head of the Li family would really think that this matter was over here. Leaving a part of his own people there can be considered as a way to support himself and strengthen his morale.

Anyway, for Nan Ke, he was standing alone, seemed a little helpless at this time. Oh no, when Nan Ke raised his head and saw the village chief’s daughter-in-law sitting at the foot of the village chief, he suddenly felt that he was not alone.

When Nan Ke saw the village chief's daughter-in-law, the young woman in her early thirties happened to find Nan Ke alone. The eyes of the two briefly intertwined in the air.

There was no spark or empathy as imagined. When the eyes of both sides were staggering, the two of them spoke almost at the same time.

"Or what if I should control this person first?"

"Father-in-law, this person must have done something to Alang!"

One is said to the head of the Li family;

The other is what I said to my father-in-law.

Body.

"Who are you?"

"..." Nan Ke didn't say anything.

"I'm asking you, what role do you play in this matter?"

After saying that, the village chief did not wait for Nan Ke to answer, but looked directly at the head of the Li family, "Now there are no outsiders, and some words can be opened to say. Where is my son now? Tell me, everything else needs to be discussed."

This is what lifts the conflict between the two people directly from underwater to the water surface.

Since he had made the plan, he certainly knew that his son should have pretended to be "injured" at home at this time, but judging from the bloody clothes, something was really wrong with him.

No one knows his son better than his father. He knows what kind of virtue he is. He looks better than the Li family boy, but he is all the "second generation". His head is not very smart, but he can't think of any bitter plan.

"Ask me, who will I ask?" The head of the Li family just died, but his son had no good temper. He raised his hand and pointed at his son's body, "You go over and ask, maybe they are together?"

At this moment, the few people who had been sent by the village chief to find his son ran back. The leader didn't have time to breathe, and took out a few pieces of blood-stained clothes from his arms and said:

"Village Chief, this... the person was not found, nor the body was found, but these clothes were found not far from your doorstep, each piece was stained with blood. This, this, this blood loss, this person is afraid......"

Hunting is a high-risk job. Villagers are injured frequently. After a long illness, they become good doctors and know more or less knowledge. For example, the amount of bleeding can lead to a person's death.

Judging from the blood dyed on these clothes, even if the village chief's son has not yet died, he will not live long. Even if he is found now, he will not be able to save this person.

The prophecy came true, and the head of the Li family had no joy on his face. Instead, he suddenly shivered. He knew why he could still climb up after being defeated.

But according to the tradition in the village, if the village chief's son dies, their family will be considered a family of disgrace, then...

"He...he is dead?" The village chief's daughter-in-law was silent for a while and suddenly started to scream. She rushed to the village chief and grabbed the village chief's sleeve, shouting: "Alang, is Alang dead!?"

"Get out!"

The village chief rudely pushed away his daughter-in-law's hand, slapped her backhand on the white and tender face, and then he took a few breaths of heavy breaths, turned to look at the head of the Li family, and said word by word: "My son is dead."

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The pace of the previous dozen chapters is a bit slow. Please understand. On the one hand, I want to expose the world view of this matter, and on the other hand, I want to try to write a plot of suspense by myself.
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