Weng Jingyun finished speaking methodically, not even glancing at Zhou Ming, and entered the room along with Xia Xin.
The nearby policeman once again guarded the door, blocking Zhou Ming.
Zhou Ming was both angry and helpless, only able to stomp his feet in place.
Inside the room.
Master Wu cautiously followed behind Jiangli, entering Zhou Shutong's room.
When he saw the corpse on the bed, he almost couldn't catch his breath and stepped onto the blood on the floor, staggering.
Fortunately, he quickly clutched the nearby screen to steady himself.
Jiangli heard the noise and turned to look at him, "What is it?"
Master Wu swallowed hard, "Is, is this Zhou Shutong?"
He had already heard Zhou Ming on the phone say that Zhou Shutong's corpse was quite terrifying.
But Zhou Ming didn't say it was this terrifying!
What kind of ordinary murderer could commit such a crime?
No wonder Zhou Ming and the police felt there was something strange and invited Jiangli and him over.
