Chen Shi turned on the light, and the man lying on the floor was Big Ox. The open abdominal cavity was bloody, like a bottomless black hole. His face was fixed in an expression of extreme pain and his right hand gripped a mobile phone so tightly that the tempered glass screen protector on the phone was bulging.

The items in the house were neatly arranged and there were no signs of struggle. The blood stains on the floor and walls were still a bit warm. Based on this, it was speculated that the murderer had left the scene less than two hours ago.

"Why would it be Big Ox who died?!" Chen Shi muttered to himself in disbelief. "It stands to reason that the murderer already knew that Zhang Xiao was the person he was looking for."

"It's 4:00 in the morning, and Captain Peng is still resting. Let's stay here until dawn and call someone over to deal with it!" Lin Qiupu sugg...