This man was a local pig butcher named Zhou Rujin.

He had no hobbies in his life; after slaughtering pigs, he would drink and gamble. He was diagnosed with liver cancer six months ago, and it is now in its late stage.

“Anyway, I don’t have long to live. Someone came to me and said they would give me three thousand yuan to buy two of your lives.”

Zhou Rujin lay on the ground, his face ashen.

Zhou Hongsong got even angrier and stomped his foot, yelling, "You son of a bitch, I'm only worth 1,500?"

"It hurts, it hurts... Ugh, you're only worth five hundred, that two thousand five hundred was for Li Xiangdong's life..."

Zhou Hongsong: ...

Li Xiangdong squatted down and asked him, "Did Pan Ji send you here first?"

Zhou Rujin's face contorted in pain, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Why should I tell you? What benefits are you offering me?"

Zhou Hongsong laughed in anger, "You fucking killed someone, you know that? Murderers pay with their lives! I'm taking you to the police station right now, and you'll be in jail! And you're still asking me for favors!"

Zhou Rujin sneered, "You, you give me five thousand yuan, uh, no! Twenty thousand yuan! I know you're rich... Give my son and daughter-in-law twenty thousand yuan, and I'll kill Pan Jixian for you..."

Li Xiangdong patted his cheek, "You're trying to have your cake and eat it too! You've got quite the appetite!"

Zhou Rujin chuckled, "Anyway, I'm going to die soon. My parents are gone, and all that's left is my wife and son. As long as I can leave them some money so they can have a better life, I'll accept it even if they skin me alive!"

Zhou Hongsong asked curiously, "Did Pan Ji give you all the money first?"

Zhou Rujin suddenly coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam.

It took him a long time to catch his breath, and he said heavily, "Of course I paid! I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't! He wanted to just give me a deposit, but I told him, these kinds of deals always have to be settled beforehand!"

"You seem quite experienced?"

"Hmph, anyone with a brain knows that I'm earning money by risking my life. If things go wrong, I'll lose my life, leaving me and my children all alone. Will the buyer still pay the balance then?"

Zhou Rujin grinned, showing off his big yellow teeth, "Are you in or not? I'll give you a discount, a 20% off, 16,000, no! 15,000 will do!"

Zhou Hongsong kicked him hard, "You fucking treat people like pigs, slaughtering two whenever you want?"

"Hehe, there's no difference, a human isn't even as strong as a pig! But it's all the same, sharpen the knife, stab it into the neck, and splat—blood spurts out..."

Zhou Rujin seemed to see blood, and became more and more excited as he spoke. His face, which had been sallow and ashen just moments before, suddenly flushed.

Zhou Hongsong and Li Xiangdong exchanged a glance, both sensing that the other was feeling a little uneasy.

This person is terrifying!

To get so agitated when talking about murder is not a normal reaction.

Li Xiangdong's expression turned serious. "Fifth Brother, I have a feeling this isn't the first time this person has done something like this."

Zhou Hongsong shook off the goosebumps that had risen on his body. "I think so too. This guy looks like a serial killer!"

"How about we go through the trouble of taking him to the police station?"

"I think it's a good idea. Let the police interrogate him properly; maybe they can even solve a long-standing cold case!"

However, if they were to return the way they came, dragging an adult man for more than ten miles along the rugged mountain road would not be an easy task at all.

"Why don't we drag him back to the village first, and then find some people to help carry him to the police station!"

Zhou Hongsong suggested.

Li Xiangdong nodded in agreement.

The two men got right to work, but just then, two bright beams of flashlight beams suddenly appeared and walked toward them from a distance.

Zhou Hongsong tensed up warily, but the beam of light opposite him moved faster and faster.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Zhou, is that you?"

Zhou Hongsong looked at Li Xiangdong and said, "It sounds like Fu Youde!"

Li Xiangdong listened intently, "It seems so!"

As the two were talking, two panting men ran over from the opposite direction. The one in the lead was Fu Youde, followed by his cousin Fu Youwei.

"We've finally found you! Why didn't you take the main road?!"

Fu Youde said, "When Sister Zaohua saw that you hadn't come back so late, she called Boss Cheng to ask. Boss Cheng said that you had left a long time ago and should have been in the village by now."

Fu Youwei was a young man in his early twenties, strong and healthy. He said in a simple and honest voice, "We were all worried that something had happened to you, so we all came out to look for you."

Li Xiangdong made a fortune with Forty-Eight Bays Village, but he didn't hide the fact that the people behind the scenes lost everything.

The people of Sishibawan Village are now extremely vigilant, fearing that someone might harm Li Xiangdong or plot against the money their family has just received.

Therefore, when Li Xiangdong went out to a banquet and didn't return until very late, Chen Zaohua immediately felt something was wrong and sent people to look for him.

Fu Youde was meticulous. "Last time, Boss Li and I walked along the path behind the mountain. If they were drunk, they might have taken that path. I'll take some men to check that path too!"

And so, he and his cousin, carrying two flashlights, searched all the way here.

Zhou Hongsong said with a smile, "You've come at just the right time! Better late than never! Hurry up and go to the village to call a few more people. Tell them we've caught a murderer!"

"What? A murderer?"

Fu Youde's face turned pale. "Who did you kill?"

Li Xiangdong pointed to Zhou Rujin, who was lying on the ground, and said, "This is it!"

Fu Youde then noticed Zhou Rujin lying there like a dead dog.

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The police officers on duty at the police station never expected that, late at night, villagers would bring in a murderer with gongs and drums!

He almost tripped and fell when he stood up from his chair.

"Who? Who was killed? Who killed him?"

Zhou Hongsong said calmly, "He, Zhou Rujin, tried to kill me, but I subdued him. However, I suspect he's killed others before. Officer, please interrogate him!"

The police were highly skeptical. "Kill you? I don't see a single scratch on your body."

The so-called murderer, on the other hand, looked disheveled, bound hand and foot, and appeared to be on the verge of death.

Zhou Hongsong was displeased by the policeman's words. "Is it wrong to know martial arts? Is it wrong to be lucky and survive? Are you a policeman? How can you speak so rudely!"

The policeman was also displeased. He said coldly, "What evidence do you have that he killed someone? And that he killed other people too! Who are those other people?!"

"How would I know who others are? Isn't that something you need to investigate?"

"..."

The two were arguing when an old man with gray hair came out of the room. Judging from his shoulder insignia, he should be the director.

He walked quickly and steadily to Zhou Rujin, looked him over carefully, and then suddenly shouted, "Arrest him right now!"