Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

The night passed in a flash.

Woohoo!

Accompanied by the crowing of a rooster.

The sky gradually brightened, turning from inky black to bluish-green.

By the time the morning light steadily shone into the mountain valley, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

The villagers are used to getting up early, and at this time, smoke rises from the chimneys of every household, and the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking can be heard sporadically.

On the left, in the courtyard closest to Xue Hai's house, a young man with dyed yellow hair pushed open the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips, preparing to ride his old motorcycle to town for a spin.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the black sedan parked by the stone road not far away.

"Huh? Brother Xue Wu is back?"

Yellow Hair's eyes lit up, and he casually threw the finished cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his foot.

Xue Wu is a legend in Wulin Village.

He was bright in school from a young age, and later I heard that he opened a company in the city and became a big boss. He was the "other people's child" that everyone would talk about when disciplining their children.

The blond-haired youth rubbed his hands together; he and the other man had been playmates when they were children.

Now is the perfect time to try and get on his good side. Maybe I can find him a job in the city, which would be better than him just hanging around in this remote mountain village.

He walked a few steps to the iron gate of Xue Hai's house and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Uncle Xue, are you up yet?"

As they were speaking, they raised their hands to knock on the door, only to find that the door was ajar and not closed at all.

"Why isn't the door closed...?"

Huang Mao muttered something to himself, but didn't think much of it, and went straight in through the door.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, a strong smell filled my nostrils.

It wasn't the smell of manure or firewood that's common in farmhouses, but a sticky, rusty, and slightly sweet odor.

He knew this taste well. Every year in the twelfth lunar month, when the pig was slaughtered for the New Year, the scalding blood was poured into a wooden basin, and that was the taste.

"Uncle Xue's family started slaughtering a pig so early in the morning? Is his son so happy to be back?"

Yellow Hair scratched his head, sensing that something was amiss.

The next second, he froze on the spot.

His eyes were fixed on the concrete ground in front of him.

There was a dark red and black bloodstain, half-dried, like an ugly earthworm, stretching from the middle of the yard all the way to the door of the main room, where it smeared into a filthy mess on the threshold.

Huang Mao's throat tightened, and he swallowed hard, only then realizing that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

He tiptoed to the door of the main room, stretched out his trembling hand, and gently pushed open the half-closed wooden door.

"Squeak—"

The door opened a crack.

In the dim light of the main room, three blurry shadows lay across the floor.

The clothes were soaked through and turned a dark color, sticking to the ground so that their original patterns were no longer discernible.

Even more glaring was the large patches of red, splattered on the cement floor, table legs, and even splashed onto the walls, forming foul-smelling stains.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze.

The blond-haired youth opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He felt his legs go weak and he staggered backward.

He fell flat on his backside on the cement ground in the yard with a thud.

His face was pale, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

After a few seconds of deathly silence.

Then, a piercing, distorted scream escaped from his mouth.

"Ah! Someone's dead!!!"

He scrambled and crawled toward the courtyard gate.

……

Half an hour later, in Wulin Village.

The Xue family compound was surrounded by a dense array of police cars.

Yellow warning tape was put up, keeping out villagers who wanted to get closer to watch the commotion.

Inside the courtyard, in the center of the main hall.

Criminal police captain Xiao Guoli's face was so dark it could drip water.

On the wall, dark red and brownish blood-red characters meandered menacingly, clearly listing the numerous crimes committed by Xue Hai and the Liu couple in the past, including but not limited to abduction, imprisonment, and torture.

"Boss,"

A young police officer reported in a low voice, his throat tightening slightly.

"The three deceased have been identified as: the head of the household, Xue Hai; his wife, Liu Jinhua; and their only son, Xue Wu."

The cause of death in all cases was severe blunt force trauma to the skull, preliminarily determined to be repeated blows from discarded steel bars, resulting in immediate death.

The murder weapon was found in a corner of the yard. The murderer must have been wearing gloves, as there were no fingerprints on the weapon.

There were no signs of ransacking inside the house, ruling out the possibility of robbery.

Xiao Guoli hummed in agreement, but his gaze remained fixed on the wall.

It's not about money; it might be about hatred, an irreconcilable blood feud.

"Captain! We've found something here!"

Urgent shouts came from the direction of the kitchen.

As Xiao Guoli strode forward, a musty, stale stench mixed with an indescribable fishy smell wafted towards him.

In the kitchen floor, a thick iron plate had been pried open, revealing a dark hole, like the open mouth of a giant beast.

As we descended the steps, the beams of flashlights pierced the thick darkness of the cellar.

The moment the scene came into view, even several experienced criminal police officers involuntarily took a half step back and gasped.

That's why.

The reason was that in the center of the cellar, twenty-six skeletons were deliberately arranged in a strange concentric circle.

The outer ring consists of thirteen skeletons with slender bones.

The inner circle consists of thirteen small figures.

All the skeletons were in a twisted, struggling posture, as if they were still enduring unimaginable pain in their last moments.

The skeleton was covered with a dense network of cracks, pits, and irregular fracture surfaces.

The accompanying forensic doctors squatted down and began their examination with their gloved fingers.

After a while.

A female forensic doctor looked up, her eyes behind her glasses bloodshot, her voice hoarse.

"The remains of thirteen adult women and thirteen children."

All individuals had suffered long-term, multi-faceted severe physical abuse before their deaths, with complex bone damage... the fatal injuries were mostly in the skull and spine.

Some bones showed signs of repeated blows and even blunt force trauma; the cause of death in all cases was a nail piercing the skull…

She paused, took a deep breath, as if to suppress her surging emotions.

"This is torture, extremely cruel and deliberate torture."

"Beasts! This whole family are damned beasts!"

In the corner, the young police officer who had initially reported the incident finally couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a low curse through gritted teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Xiao Guoli remained silent, his gaze slowly shifting from the skeletons to the faint light filtering through the cellar entrance.

Yes, Xue Hai's family committed heinous crimes and deserves to die.

However, resorting to violence to quell violence and conducting vigilante trials are equally wrong.

The person who executed Xue Hai's entire family and wrote words in blood on this wall.

Whatever his reasons or hatred, he has now crossed the line of the law.

They also need to be apprehended.

Thinking of this.

Xiao Guoli said in a deep voice.

"Take photos to document the scene, carefully examine all traces, and properly collect and send the remains for testing."

Furthermore, the bureau was instructed to increase manpower to thoroughly investigate Xue Hai's social connections, particularly his economic dealings and personnel movements over the years. And also…

As he said this, his eyes sharpened like knives.

"Focus on investigating tourists who have entered the village in the past few days!"

Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was a call from above.

Xiao Guoli didn't hesitate for long and immediately pressed the answer button.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.

His expression changed several times.

Finally, he took a deep breath.

"Okay, I understand."

Put away your phone.

He looked around at everyone present.

"We just received instructions that from now on, the investigation team from higher authorities will take direct control of this case."