Chapter 945: Chapter 945: Blood Loss
“That is the strange part. Once the Abbot sees it, he will understand.”
Weng Jingyun sighed deeply, giving Jiangli and Xia Xin a heads-up.
Afterward, he led Jiangli and Xia Xin upstairs to Zhou Shutong’s room.
Outside Zhou Shutong’s room, there was another cordon, with police inside and out investigating and collecting evidence.
The crowd was large.
Everyone’s expressions were peculiar, their eyes showing a dread as if avoiding sothing, yet they continued to move in and out of the room with stiff resolve.
Seeing Weng Jingyun bring people over, many paused to salute him.
Weng Jingyun instructed them to continue their work, and only then did they disperse.
Weng Jingyun lifted the police tape and said, “Abbot, please co inside first.”
Jiangli bent slightly forward, and Xia Xin followed closely behind into the room.
Zhou Shutong’s room was spacious, a suite, with an entry leading through a wardrobe area, and upon turning inside, the entirety of the bedroom ca into view.
As soon as Xia Xin entered behind Jiangli, he noticed the blood splattered all over the floor.
It seed to have seeped from the bedroom, trailing to the door. Moreover, the room was filled with a watery tallic sll, reminiscent of soil turned after rain.
Combined with the scent of blood, the sll was indeed overwhelming.
And considering the massive amount of blood loss…
Xia Xin began to wonder whether Zhou Shutong had drowned or bled to death.
As doubts nagged at him, he followed Jiangli forward, and in the next second, he bumped into Jiangli’s shoulder.
Only then did he realize that the elder had stopped.
He snapped back to attention, lifted his head, and saw Jiangli standing there, expressionless. Just as he was about to ask what was wrong, he noticed Jiangli staring intently in a certain direction.
Xia Xin followed her gaze with suspicion.
The next second, he slipped and nearly fell.
At a diagonal to Jiangli was a bed with a person lying on it…
Rather than a person lying there, it looked more like a corpse.
What could barely be seen was a human shape.
He lay on the bed, his legs in an unnaturally twisted posture, crossed over each other, arms spread open on each side, his body shriveled with no flesh or blood, as if rely skin wrapped around bones.
Moreover, his skin seed to be twitching and convulsing, almost like a towel twisted together, spiraling tightly against the bones.
Looking at his face…
Covered in scratch marks, utterly disfigured, the pillow underneath was soaked in blood, trailing drop by drop onto the floor.
After so much ti…
The blood hadn’t even coagulated.
Seeing this scene, Xia Xin felt a chill run down his spine, tingling like an electric shock.
“Is this… is this…” Xia Xin’s eyes glazed over, and his tongue felt disobedient, “is this really a drowning?”
Jiangli stood a half step ahead of him, silent.
Weng Jingyun, who had followed them in, replied, “Yes, when I first saw the condition of the body, I also suspected he had bled out, but the forensic doctor’s on-site examination revealed he was likely drowned first, then drained of blood.”
Jiangli furrowed her brow, “Can all the blood be drained from a body after death?”
Weng Jingyun’s expression turned serious, “That’s the crux of the problem. Aside from the wounds on his face, Zhou Shutong’s body had no significant injuries that could cause massive bleeding. Based on the existing wounds, there should not have been such a large amount of blood loss.”
From the mont Weng Jingyun saw the state of the corpse, he felt sothing was amiss.
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