"child?"

Qi Zixiao sighed: "Don't you understand yet?"

She looked at the child and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Let me ask you, how old are you this year?"

"Ten... twelve years old, what's wrong?"

The child was shivering and looked very frightened.

"It looks about the same." Wu Guodong muttered softly.

"It looks about the same, but actually it's much different. If you read correctly, you are fifty-two years old, right?"

"ah?!"

Wu Guodong almost bit his own tongue.

The child looked confused: "What?"

"No need to pretend, this thing can't be fake."

Qi Zixiao said quietly: "Modern medicine can measure your age. How about taking a trip?"

"..."

"So what?"

The child frowned.

"this……?!"

Wu Guodong was dumbfounded: "Sorcery?"

"Thinking too much." Qi Zixiao shook his head and chuckled: "You must have heard that there is a disease in which a person's body will remain the same as when it was a child and will not continue to grow, right?"

"Dwarfism? Or short stature."

Wu Guodong reacted and then thought of the other person's age and gender: "He?!"

"it's him."

Qi Zixiao nodded: "I felt strange at first. I thought it was really a child, so I have to see it with my own eyes before I can make a conclusion."

"Now that I saw it with my own eyes, I found that there was no deviation. It was him."

"The reason why you wear glasses, and these are black-rimmed glasses, is to cover the crow's feet at the corners of your eyes, so you can better pretend to be a child, right?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!"

The 'child' stopped being 'frightened' and looked directly at the two of them: "Is dwarfism illegal?"

"Is it illegal to wear children's clothes?"

"Not breaking the law."

Qi Zixiao said quietly: "But killing someone...is illegal."

"Killing? What killing?"

The child frowned: "If you keep threatening me like this, I'm going to call the police."

"Why do these criminals always feel that as long as they deny it, others will find out nothing?"

"Mao Xiaohua."

"you?!"

The child finally became a little panicked: "Who is Mao Xiaohua?"

"You know it yourself."

Qi Zixiao suddenly lost interest: "I thought it was still possible to find a 'comrade'. Maybe this fellow is a deviant."

"But when I look at it now, I am very disappointed."

"What on earth are you going to say?!"

Mao Xiaohua was a little crazy and stared angrily.

"Spiriting Needle."

Before this, Qi Zixiao may not understand the meaning of those things, but now, the cause and effect are clear and right in front of her eyes, so how can she not understand them?

After these three words, Mao Xiaohua's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Soul-inducing techniques, soul-falling weights, metal, wood, water, fire and earth..."

"wrong."

Qi Zixiao said quietly: "Everyone checked wrongly at the beginning."

"It didn't leave any traces. That means it didn't leave any traces of adults, but in fact, there were still traces left."

"It's just that everyone ignored it."

"That's...the traces of the deceased himself."

"You only need to put on his shoes and leave calmly, and no one will doubt..."

Mao Xiaohua's face became increasingly ugly.

Wu Guodong suddenly realized...

"Yes! At the beginning, we were indeed checking for traces of other people. There were no other traces. In addition, the deceased died of suffocation, so it was defined as suicide."

"But, of course, no one will check the footprints of the deceased..."

This is not to blame for the stupidity of those who investigated the case at the time.

Who would have thought that the perpetrator was also a 'child', and his feet were exactly the same size as the deceased?!

When Mao Xiaohua heard this, he lowered his head so that no one could see his expression...

"Motive aspect."

"Many people among the people speculate that there are evil Taoist priests who practice evil arts, raise ghosts, or cause the souls of the dead to disperse and never be reincarnated, etc."

"Most people think that you have a big grudge against the deceased's family, so you're going to be ruthless next time."

"But the police searched here and there, but they couldn't find any grudge between the deceased's family and anyone. Even if they had a quarrel, there was almost no quarrel."

"In this way, there is no motive, and the possibility of suicide is slightly higher."

"But no one expected that there would be a dwarf like you. He couldn't grow up. He didn't think it was a disease, but thought it was because his soul was incomplete. He randomly found a few so-called Taoist books and learned a few so-called

Taoism."

"I just thought about replenishing my soul with my soul."
Chapter completed!