Reincarnation - Lord Is Extremely Hardcore
58. part 4

The building was forced to stop construction due to a murder case.

Mo Qianren walked leisurely to the third floor, his gaze observing every corner, with all sorts of thoughts in his head.

The whole building only had a built base: even the cement stairs were still full of holes and the fence had not been installed.

The police had already gathered their findings and left before sunrise. The inside of the building was empty and the only living thing there was Mo Qianren.

The green gauze surrounding the building was blown away by the wind, a small piece of wood wrapped in gauze kept hitting the wall, causing a continuous crackling sound to come out.

Outside the third floor, there was an enormous blood splash. Police have found silver threads and lollipops on the ground. And coincidentally, Mo Qianren had seen the very type of thread in the basement of Mu Rulan's house; he had also seen such lollipops in Mu Rulan's hands, too, and on that day itself.

No saliva or fingerprints were found in the lollipop, and the person who stepped on it proved to be Wang Qiang. Such lollipop candies are sold at TMT Candy House, and they sell millions of the same types every day.

Who knows how long it would take to track down the culprit by basing their investigation on the spot? Especially since the thread had no fingerprints apart from Wang Qiang.

Only the two available evidence have dropped in value by at least half. But the effect was still clear, and police began investigating the origin of the thread.

The composition of the types of threads is special, the quality is much better than high-quality piano strings. Not just anyone can afford this type of thread.

As long as they can figure out the type of person who has bought lollipops and floss, they can narrow down the suspect's field.

However, Mo Qianren was not the type of person to wait.

He had already confirmed that the person who killed Wang Qiang was Mu Rulan, so he wanted to find not only the evidence but his motives and methods.

How could he make her die the way she wanted without leaving a trace, especially when she was not on the scene?

Land's messy. There were wood shavings, electric drills, and nails strewn all around. In front, there was an unsealed window. This was where the opening of the gauze allowed Wang Qiang to fall.

Mo Qianren walked slowly into the crack, his gaze scanning the floor. The traces of blood had yet to be cleaned, a dark red color blooming like a flower on the ground, looking extremely shocking.

Liu Mian was outside the building, looking up. He saw a handsome man standing impressively on the edge, both hands in his pocket and a cold expression in his eyes as he looked out the window.

Something flickered in his eyes, signaling his determination. He drew a charismatic smile and entered the building.

In the dark night, a skinny middle-aged man, rushing to the place, seemed determined to go to the building. However, he did not realize there was a lollipop on the ground, so he stepped on it and tripped, his body rolled forward. When he almost hit the floor, his neck seemed to be entangled in something dark.

The weight of an adult man struggling with silver thread activated some sort of mechanism and the man was expelled. Its weight pulled the thread all the way to the second floor but due to the strength of the thread, the thread hung over it and began to eat the flesh on its neck until the blood almost all suffocated.

The man continued to struggle, causing the thread to vibrate even louder, but was unable to make a sound. In the end, the thread passed through the entire path, and his head separated from his body. Right at that moment, the blood on his body surged like rain, scattering all over the place and continuing onto Ke Wanqing.

The mechanism that controls the thread has reached a critical weight point and with noiseless movement, the thread detaches from the mechanism and falls onto a pole.

And all this happened within 10 seconds …

Mo Qianren's gaze sharpened and he quickly turned to run towards the only floor with a balcony.

The balcony is almost equal to eight floors, which is that tall.

It was the same as the floor below, with construction materials scattered on the ground. But since no one visited yesterday, it remains that way.

On the edge of the balcony where Ke Wanqing was standing, there was a roller used to pull things up and down, and not far from there was a long silver nail. This kind of nail Mo Qianren had seen in Mu Rulan's basement.

The rope above the roller is connected to another wall, and underneath there are several bags of cement. Several bags lay directly on the ground while one of the bags fell outside the building. The ground was also covered with clear signs where the rope had rubbed against it …

In an instant, Mo Qianren understood everything.

Just as hunters set up traps to catch their prey, where when their prey enters, there is no room to escape.

Mu Rulan had used a trap on this kind of situation. His criminal tools of choice were wheels, nails, some bags of cement, threads, ropes, and lollipops.

He had tied the thread to a thick rope that was connected to the wheels. The other side of the rope was tied to five bags of cement to outweigh the adult man, and then he used spikes to fix the position of the wheels and ropes.

The wheels could not turn and were thus held in the air by cement, while the threads were fixed in a position they calculated meticulously on the third floor. As Wang Qiang rushed in, he would fall at the angle he calculated and his head would fall into a trap.

Due to the man's weight, the thread was immediately pulled in tension, which triggered the other side of the rope, throwing a nail that kept the wheel in place. The cement bag fell down and threw Wang Qiang out of the building.

After he died and fell, his weight had surpassed his tipping point and slipped off the rope and fell right on the third floor. Five bags of cement also fell on top of other bags and one even fell outside the building.