Chapter 663 The Inheritor of Mo Family

He looked excitedly at Zhou Zijuan's flawless white body, then said in a low, cold voice, "This place suits you well, Miss Zhou. 13 years, and we meet again! Hahahahaha!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man bit down on Zhou Zijuan's tender peak, ravaging it back and forth. His teeth tore savagely at the flesh, ripping it out, but he didn't eat it. Instead, he spat it onto the ground, emitting a strange, cackling laugh...

Just then, another figure appeared. He had intended to stop the scene, but amidst the sea of red roses, he was shocked by what he saw. Yet, as a criminal investigator, he quickly lunged forward. However, the young man was highly alert. Sensing movement nearby, he immediately cursed and abandoned his attack. He fled through the sea of roses, leaving behind a heavy scent of blood.

The person who arrived at the scene was none other than Dao Zhiyong. He quickly grabbed his phone and dialed.

About 20 minutes later, we arrived at the flower sea.

"You said just now that you witnessed the killer in the act of murder?" I asked Dao Zhiyong as soon as I arrived.

"Yes, Zhou Zijuan is not in good condition. The killer bit her in those two places."

When we saw Zhou Zijuan's body, we all turned pale. That wretch actually dared to lay hands on a woman's private parts!

Fortunately, Xie Chuchu had alcohol with her and immediately began disinfecting and cleaning. Emergency treatment followed. Although she had lost a lot of blood, Zhou Zijuan's life was saved. After the anesthetic wore off, she looked at her chest in horror and began to cry inconsolably.

Liu Yuning, He Xin, and I comforted her and took her back to the inn first.

Only Xia Hou and Xia Xiaoling stayed at the scene to guard it. Everyone else came to the inn. Dao Zhiyong was the first to speak: "How could you be so careless, acting alone?"

"I, I..." Zhou Zijuan could only utter a single word, followed by continuous weeping.

We could only continue to comfort her. After all, losing those parts of her body... alas, perhaps for the rest of her life...

He Xin soothed her as best she could, then asked, "You were involved in what happened 13 years ago, weren't you? Is that man back to find you now?"

"..." Zhou Zijuan didn't know how to answer, her eyes red as if tears were constantly overflowing, never to dry up.

I sighed, then suddenly became serious. "At least you're alive now. Have you thought about it? If it weren't for Dao Zhiyong just now, the killer would have surely killed you! So what you can do now is not to remain silent, and certainly not to hide it. Speak! What exactly did you do 13 years ago?"

After my angry reprimand, Zhou Zijuan seemed to have no room to resist. With tear-filled eyes, she looked up at me, then at the others present. She swallowed and said, "I know that man!"

"The mysterious guest?"

"No, it's not him!"

"What?"

"This mysterious guest doesn't exist at all! In fact, I knew long ago that he would target us. Your appearance was purely a coincidence!"

"Continue!" I urged.

Zhou Zijuan took a sip of warm water, paused, then continued, "Dao Zhiyong, haven't you been aware of his whereabouts all along but didn't say anything? You and he both know that you are descendants of the Mo family!"

"I... alas, I recognize him, it's my senior brother!"

"That's right, it's him, that writer. He doesn't seem to be writing novels anymore."

"What writer?" We were all confused by Zhou Zijuan and Dao Zhiyong.

However, Zhou Zijuan said, "Actually, I am also a descendant of the Mo family. 13 years ago, the three of us studied the Mo family's mechanical arts under Teacher Gongsun. However, Zhao Shisan was somewhat ill-intentioned, always liking to use mechanical arts to harm others. When the teacher discovered this, he expelled Shisan from our Mo Family Village. Since then, we didn't know where he went, but we found he was writing suspense novels online. Perhaps he was making a living this way.

I thought this matter was over. I never expected that on this day, I saw Dao Zhiyong, and then you. After the retired soldier and Watanabe had their accidents, I realized that he was back!"

"Wait, you mean the retired soldier and Watanabe were both disciples of Teacher Gongsun?" I asked curiously.

"That's right. Our Mo Family Village had over 100 apprentices at the time, all studying mechanical arts. Only Zhao Shisan was expelled. Perhaps because of this, he..."

"Bastard, this guy is too detestable, how could he..." He Xin gritted her teeth, furious.

"You don't understand. Think about it, a Feng Shui master who considers himself highly talented, if he were suddenly expelled from his sect, what would he think? Wouldn't he feel that heaven is jealous of his talent and want to seek revenge on his fellow disciples?" Xiao Yuande, who was standing guard over the body nearby, suddenly said.

We all looked in his direction, then nodded in agreement. But was that really how it was?

Could it be that Zhou Zijuan and Dao Zhiyong were lying, and the killer was them, but they were pushing the blame onto Zhao Shisan to clear their names?

I didn't voice my thoughts then, otherwise Dao Zhiyong would probably turn against me.

Of course, I didn't want to suspect my companions. Besides, being a corrupt cop was not allowed.

After thinking for a moment, I continued, "Then, now that those two are dead, the only ones left for the killer to target, I mean here at the hot spring resort, are you all!"

"The other apprentices outside are probably in danger. I don't know if this guy has encountered any situations recently that made him do this after 13 years."

I understood Dao Zhiyong's meaning. If he was expelled from the Mo family 13 years ago, why would he come for revenge only now? I thought for a moment and then asked Dao Zhiyong, "So, how old was Zhao Shisan back then?"

Speaking of this, I didn't tell Dao Zhiyong that I had known this person for a long time and had even collaborated with him on writing novels.

I was afraid of being suspected myself.

"Around 20, but he doesn't look old. He still looks about 25."

"We've never met him, so we don't know if that's true."

He Xin's words were unfortunate. Dao Zhiyong looked somewhat annoyed. "What do you mean? Are you suspecting us?"

"No, Dao Zhiyong, you must know that the first victim used mechanical arts, which is your forte. You said you witnessed someone attacking Zhou Zijuan, but we didn't see that person at all. Isn't it possible that this was just a performance by the two of you?"