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Old Joe nodded and walked back, trembling.

Liu Bo opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

"Let's go too!"

Ye Jin and Lin Xuan exchanged a glance and spoke almost simultaneously.

The two opened the car door and got into the back seat.

Without hesitation, the car started, its tires leaving a black trail on the ground as it sped away.

Ten minutes later.

On the desolate road, they saw the car that Old Joe had mentioned.

The sun hung high in the west, casting long shadows of the cars.

The car was parked all alone on the side of the road.

There was a pool of bright red blood under the car, which gleamed dark red in the sunlight.

There was a trail of footprints on the bloodstains, extending to the side of the car, which must have been left by Old Joe.

The three of them stopped the car and got out.

Even before getting close, a strong smell of blood could be smelled.

Liu Bo stopped Lin Xuan and Ye Jin from stepping forward.

"Let me check if there's an ambush."

His voice was soft, but undeniable.

As he spoke, he took a step, and Lin Xuan felt a surge of energy surging around his body.

The ripples spread outwards like waves, sweeping across every tree, every stone, and every inch of land.

Two minutes.

It felt like two hours.

Liu Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down.

He shook his head:

"Nobody's here. Let's go check it out!"

The three of them came to the car.

The driver's side window was shattered, with shards scattered on the seat and the floor, shimmering in the sunlight.

As soon as I got to the driver's seat, I saw Xia Guang's head tilted to the side on the steering wheel, his eyes open, pupils dilated, and he looked like he had died with his eyes open.

It's really creepy.

His body remained upright in the seat, his hands resting on the steering wheel, maintaining the posture he had in life.

Blood flowed down his neck, staining the steering wheel and dashboard red, dripping down the car door and onto the ground, forming a dark red pool of blood.

The three of them remained silent for a long while.

Ye Jin then spoke, her voice carrying a hint of seriousness:

"Jiangzhou, when did there become so many ancient martial arts practitioners?"

Clearly, the opponent was no ordinary ancient martial artist who could kill a fifth-level expert directly!

"These are turbulent times..."

Liu Bo sighed, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The smoke dissipated in the air, blurring his expression.

"The wound is so neat."

Lin Xuan squatted down and carefully examined the incision on Xia Guang's neck.

"It seems the killer used something extremely sharp..."

He suddenly froze, and an idea popped into his mind.

Flying sword.

His flying sword can also achieve this level of cutting.

However, with his current strength, he is far from being able to kill a fifth-level expert with a single sword strike.

But if...

"But why did they stop the car?"

Ye Jin frowned, clearly unaware of Lin Xuan's earlier unusual behavior.

"This is clearly an external attack. If the attacker had attacked from outside the vehicle, it should have been stopped while in motion. But there were no signs of collision or sudden braking at the scene... Did they stop the car themselves?"

She mentally profiled the possible scenarios and felt there were many suspicious points.

Liu Bo waved his hand and exhaled a puff of smoke:

"Since it was done by martial arts practitioners, we can't judge them by common sense. Their methods are far beyond your imagination. Perhaps the killer killed him with a single blow outside the car and then drove off. Perhaps the killer got in the car and then got out. Perhaps the killer never even touched the car."

He paused, then stubbed out his cigarette.

"But one thing is certain! The killer's target is very clear: Xia Guang."

"Do I still need to call a forensic doctor?" Ye Jin asked.

"Let the people inside the base clean up the mess." Liu Bo shook his head. "This is no longer something an ordinary person can handle... Wait, where's Xia Yu?!"

Liu Bo suddenly realized something halfway through his sentence.

Xia Yu left the base with him!

His pupils contracted sharply.

Ye Jin's eyes lit up, and she quickly took out her phone and made a call.

hum...

But the next second, the phone vibrated from the passenger side.

Ye Jin bent down and picked up a cell phone from the gap in the seat.

The screen was still lit, displaying the words "Ye Jin".

It was the same phone call she had just made.

"Kidnapping?"

Lin Xuan frowned, his face darkening.

Xia Yu was taken away?

Or did he run away on his own?

But given his weakened state, it was almost impossible for him to escape on his own.

"have no idea."

Liu Bo shook his head.

"You don't need to investigate this matter anymore."

He turned his head and solemnly told Lin Xuan and Ye Jin, word by word.

Why?

Ye Jin's professional ethics prevented her from turning a blind eye to such a case.

"To kill him so easily, his strength must far surpass mine..."

Liu Bo looked around. It was broad daylight, with the sun shining brightly, but he felt a chill creeping up his spine.

"Isn't your investigation just sending you to your deaths?"

Jiangzhou…

Things are probably not going to be peaceful!

Ye Jin clenched her fist, but finally relaxed it.

She took a deep breath and nodded:

"I understand, but... it's you."

She looked at Lin Xuan, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.

"I'm fine."

Lin Xuan spoke directly, his voice calm and firm.

He knew that Xia Guang had come here for Xia Yu.

And now, just as he started investigating himself, he suddenly disappeared.

The prime suspect has clearly become himself.

Or rather, people related to oneself.

Liu Bo interrupted the two, his voice carrying an unusual air of authority:

"Alright, you two shouldn't get involved in this anymore. For the time being, Lin Xuan will stay at the base. Ye Jin, you should go back now. Remember, don't concern yourself with this anymore!"

The two nodded.

Half an hour later.

A group of professionals cleaned up the site.

They were dressed in white protective suits, wearing masks and gloves, and their movements were practiced and silent.

Taking photos, collecting evidence, and cleaning up the bloodstains—everything was done in an orderly manner.

Soon, everything returned to normal.

It was as if nothing had happened.

On the way back to the base, only Liu Bo and Lin Xuan were in the car.

Ye Jin was persuaded to leave by Liu Bo.

Inside the car, Liu Bo drove with one hand while smoking.

He didn't bother with the cigarette ash that landed on the dashboard.

The car was filled with smoke, as if it were in a fog.

"I will...keep this a secret."

Liu Bo suddenly spoke, his voice very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

Lin Xuan was taken aback and turned to look at him.

Confidential?

What secrets?

Liu Bo didn't explain, but simply lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

The scenery outside the window rushed past.

Looking at his profile, Lin Xuan suddenly understood.

Liu Bo believes that this was done by his "backer"!

He won't tell anyone about it.

But the truth is, he himself doesn't even know who he is...