Chapter 2320 Horse with Three Heads (2)

Lin Xiaoyin smiled brightly at Master Zhang and quickly entered the back room.

Mr. Zhang waited at the door for a long time but did not see Lin Xiaoyin coming out, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, he hurried into the study, and as soon as he walked to the back room, he saw Lin Xiaoyin standing in front of the desk, definitely not moving, as if staring at something in a daze.

His gaze naturally followed her direction. It didn't matter. He fell limply to the ground. Because he lost his balance, his hands tried to grab something to steady himself. His hands kept dancing around him. The wooden chair overturned and knocked the tea cup on the coffee table.

Only a crisp sound of 'pop' echoed in the quiet study room.

"Master Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The voice brought Lin Xiaoyin back to her senses. She looked at Master Zhang who was pale on the ground and wanted to get up and run away but couldn't. She quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Ghost... ghost..." Master Zhang pointed in the direction of the table, his voice was a little quick and sharp, and his other hand held Lin Xiaoyin's arm tightly.

"It's not a ghost." Lin Xiaoyin whispered, "Master Zhang, you go out of the study first, and I will handle the matters here."

"You..." Master Zhang heard this and looked at Lin Xiaoyin and said, "You... are you a demon catcher?"

"Well, it was Uncle Hu from the contact point of the demon catcher who asked me to come over and take a look."

When Master Zhang heard Uncle Hu being mentioned somewhere, his fear gradually calmed down.

"Miss Lin, be careful yourself." After Master Zhang said that, he turned and left the study, not daring to look into the back room at all.

After Lin Xiaoyin saw Master Zhang leave, she turned around and looked at the bloody head on the desk. Blood dripped from her hair to the ground, and the smell of blood gradually spread in the room.

The place where the head is placed is exactly where the drawing paper is placed, and the head in front of me is exactly the head on which Ma San was drawn.

Not to mention that ordinary people like Master Zhang looked horrified at this scene. Even Lin Xiaoyin felt a chill creeping up from his heels to his back.

No monsters or monsters could be found in the painting, unless they were ones she had never encountered before.

Lin Xiaoyin quickly walked to the head, took out a pair of white cloth gloves from her bag, put them on slowly, and carefully studied the head.

According to the facts of the case described by Ning Fangyu, Ma San died in Yihongyuan on September 28 last year. It was almost half a year ago. It stands to reason that the head had begun to rot.

But the human head in front of her told her that the head had just been cut off from the corpse, otherwise there would be no blood on the ground.

Lin Xiaoyin looked at the entire head carefully. There were no other wounds. The only wound was the fatal wound.

The deceased's head was cut off with some sharp weapon and he died.

Unable to find any evidence, I had to pull off the tablecloth in the room, wrap the head tightly, quickly leave the study, and rush towards the autopsy room.

After asking a lot of people along the way, they found the autopsy room.

Mr. and Mrs. Ye had just arrived.

"Look at this." Lin Xiaoyin gasped and placed the package in her hand on the clean table. Before anyone could say anything, she untied the tablecloth and revealed her bloody head.

"Ma San?"

Wu Zuo, who was standing aside, was about to report the autopsy of the eldest son of the Feng family to the two big shots, but was interrupted by a little girl who rushed in. Naturally, he was unhappy, but after seeing the head, he was so frightened that he blurted out.

"Girl, where did you find Ma San's head?"

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