There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 637
Chapter 637: Chapter 551: The Unsolicited Osmanthus Tree Chapter 637: Chapter 551: The Unsolicited Osmanthus Tree Miss Wang’s gaze fell upon Xu Shuo and then shifted away somewhat uneasily.
For some reason, whenever this person stared at her, she felt oddly uncomfortable—the no wonder the scholar almost slipped off the roof before, if it weren’t for being caught by her.
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After they climbed onto the roof to watch the drama unfold, seeing the scholar’s movement made Miss Wang pay more attention to Wang Tiezhu.
Later, when she saw the village chief and Wang Tiezhu enter the courtyard, she thought about it and decided to come over to see what the commotion was.
“Who knows what offended someone, to have his wife and son die first and then himself, the Li Family of this generation is extinguished,” said the village chief casually upon being asked.
“How tragic,” Miss Wang covered her mouth with her hand, showing an exaggerated look of surprise.
“What are you doing here, where is your Wang family uncle?” the village chief suddenly asked her back.
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“I just came to see what’s happening here, as for uncle…
I don’t know where he went,” Miss Wang said, as she ran her hands through her hair hanging in front of her chest, looking down at the body on the ground.
“You don’t know?
With such a big incident at your Wang family last night, he’s not taking care of it?” the village chief asked with a frown and piercing gaze.
“Ah, because I didn’t pay attention to what was happening there, that’s why I am unclear,” replied Miss Wang with a gradually embarrassing expression.
“You are not concerned about that matter, yet you come here to see what?” the village chief continued to question.
“Over at the Wang family…
there are so many uncles in charge, I wouldn’t be of much help standing by,” Miss Wang replied with an embarrassed yet polite smile.
The village chief gave her a displeased look and finally looked away, saying nothing more.
Feeling the cold sweat running down, Miss Wang was relieved that he didn’t press her further; she already started to regret coming here just to join the excitement.
After all, her task had nothing to do with anything happening in Osmanthus Village!
Xu Shuo found it amusing to watch from the sidelines.
This exchange of dialogue, complete domination by the village chief.
The Old Village Chief actually had some ability, knowing when to advance or retreat, possessing courage and wisdom, and even knew how to coalition and sell favors; aside from his taste for verbal advantage, he had no other faults for the time being.
With the perspective of someone who had attacked level three bases, Xu Shuo considered the current progress of the script and thought the Old Village Chief’s achievement could rank at least second here.
Firstly, this person occupied the advantage of roles, having knowledge far beyond the other players, plus the identity of Osmanthus Village chief who could call for people’s attention.
No matter what they thought inside, at least on the surface, the villagers respected the village chief a lot.
What a great identity, why wasn’t it his.
Oh, seems like the village chief’s body was that of a septuagenarian elder?
Never mind then.
After Xu Shuo finished examining Old Li’s body and found no residual dark matter, he laid the body down, stood up, and walked toward the osmanthus tree in the corner of the courtyard.
Osmanthus Village had a unique trait.
It was a tradition passed down from some time ago; each family’s courtyard had an osmanthus tree.
Even Wang Tiezhu, who moved to live alone in a house on the back mountain, had planted one in his courtyard.
Xu Shuo walked to the bottom of the tree, looked around, then turned to the following village chief.
“What is it?” the village chief inquired.
“Where is the firewood knife I gave you yesterday?”
“…”
The village chief choked, “Lost it on the road.”
To catch up with Wang Tiezhu last night, he certainly couldn’t run with a walking stick in his left hand and a firewood knife in his right; especially on the rugged mountain path, so he threw the cumbersome firewood knife away while running.
Hearing this, Xu Shuo simply nodded his head.
The village chief watched his expressionless face and couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
It made sense, as before, the villagers always talked about Wang Tiezhu’s firewood knife, believing that with his regular hunting, chopping someone with the firewood knife would be swift and fierce.
If Wang Tiezhu’s firewood knife disappeared and was found and taken by someone with ill intent, it would be troublesome to use it to set up a murder.
Then, Xu Shuo turned and entered the side room to the left of the main hall, and soon came out with a hoe in hand.
“Are you going to dig up the tree?” the village chief asked, watching his actions.
Xu Shuo stepped out and handed the hoe to him.
The village chief grabbed the hoe, fell silent for a while, then called over the Zhang family’s servant from the doorway and handed the hoe to the man.
He then gestured for him to dig up the osmanthus tree.
Why not use someone when they’re available?
Last night, the village chief saw Old Li tinkering with something in the corner of the courtyard from outside the wall.
However, now the ground under the osmanthus tree, as well as the surrounding dirt, appeared undisturbed and flat, showing no signs of having been dug up.
For this reason, when the villagers discovered Old Li’s gruesome death and the absence of his wife and child’s bodies this morning, they never suspected they might be buried in the courtyard.
“What are you all looking for?” Miss Wang couldn’t help but ask as she regained her composure and approached them.
The female scholar stood beside her, silent as a quail.
With an air of authority, the village chief said, “Naturally, we’re searching for the missing bodies, which the murderer probably chopped up before burying underground.
If you young ladies can’t handle this, don’t hang around here.
Go back home immediately!”
Miss Wang pulled a face that seemed somewhat disdainful.
Even the normally quiet female scholar eyed the village chief with an odd look, clearly unaccustomed to witnessing his air of self-importance.
There’s a saying: familiarity breeds comfort.
When he first stepped into his role and during the action, the village chief despised this body, but as soon as he played his part with the other players, he immediately got into character and felt quite pleased!
I am the most respected and revered person in the entire Osmanthus Village!
All beneath the heavens are but grandchildren!
“Ah—!”
Just then, a panicked scream came from the osmanthus tree, instantly interrupting the village chief’s growing ego and startling him.
Xu Shuo, who had been keeping an eye on the servant, quickly rushed over, grabbed the villager by the back of his neck to pull him away, but in the next instant, Xu Shuo withdrew his hand and leaped backward.
The servant’s expression darkened.
When his neck was grabbed, his body twisted at an unnatural angle and he swung the hoe at Xu Shuo!
And when Xu Shuo dodged, the servant withdrew the hoe with lightning speed and hacked at his own neck!
“Hiss—”
Blood gushed forth, splattering widely on the ground and spreading over the roots of the osmanthus tree, gradually mingling with the soil.
If Xu Shuo hadn’t retreated quickly enough, he might have been splashed all over.
The villager struck with ferocious force, severing half of his own neck with the tremendous power of his blow, before collapsing lifelessly to the ground, blood pouring from the wound like a breached dam.
The village chief’s complexion changed dramatically, and he rushed to the courtyard entrance to shout, “Secure the entrance!
Don’t let anyone in!”
The servants at the courtyard entrance, who had instinctively looked in when they heard the scream, turned pale at the sight before them.
They quickly looked away and stood trembling at the entrance, using their bodies to block the view into the courtyard.
The female scholar hurried over to check out what happened.
In contrast, Miss Wang, although shocked, remained in place, craning her neck, cautious not to go too close.
The village chief walked over to where Xu Shuo was standing and frowned as he assessed the servant’s condition.
The expression was dull and lifeless, skin deathly pale.
In just a matter of moments, the once strong and able-bodied young man had become gaunt and skeletal.
He even looked a bit like Old Li from last night.
“What just happened?” the village chief asked in a low voice.
“Look there.” Xu Shuo gestured with his chin toward the osmanthus tree.
Underneath the osmanthus tree was a small hole that had been dug out, containing a pile of red and black flesh chunks that seemed to be writhing, absorbing the blood that flowed from the villager, an intertwining mass that looked particularly nauseating.
The village chief furrowed his brows tightly.
“Could the murderer be the osmanthus tree?”
Xu Shuo turned to look at him.
“…”
Xu Shuo felt he needed to reconsider his assessment of the village chief.
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