"Why, what's the clue?" Ling Luoyu's eyes faded from playfulness.

"I remember, you told me that there is a certain amount of blood on a person's body. If there is too much blood, the person will surely die!"

"Yes!"

"Then, you say, what's the matter?"

Feng Chenglin stepped aside and pointed to the bloodstain under his hand.

"I dug a bit just now, and the blood was soaked to three fingers, and the area is very large. Even if a person's blood is drained, it is impossible to bleed so much blood, right?"

"Damn fat man, I really didn't find out, you are really good at it, you can see such details!!"

Ling Luoyu grabbed the dagger and continued to dig down.

"Also, a person's bleeding time is limited, because human blood has a clotting time, unless it is a severe trauma like our grandmother... But if it is said, even then, it is impossible for a person to bleed so much blood !"

"...Unless?" Feng Chenglin was shocked: "Three young masters, do you want to say unless?"

Ling Luoyu took a look at him, and sure enough: "Unless, this is not the blood of one person!"

"...No, alone??"

Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't think about it.

"Then, San Shao, this, this is... I remember, what you told us was that whether it was Zhong Er or Grandpa Xiaoju, they just told us that there were only two people who came and two people left.

"That's just what they see!"

"Grandpa Xiaoju was before the whole thing happened, Zhong Er was after it happened... Then, what about in the middle of it?"

"During this period of time, will something happen that we don't know about, so there is so much blood here!?"

Having said that, Feng Chenglin understood something, and the whole person became excited.

"Three young masters, you, you mean, after Grandpa Xiaoju left, someone came again, and Zhong Er only came after something happened?"

"That's the only explanation for the blood!"

Judging from the amount of blood on the ground, there were at least three adults who died here.

If not, the blood would definitely soak through the mud layer under three fingers.

"But, why?" Feng Chenglin was stunned: "If you die, you will die. It's not a place where you can't die. Why should you put all your blood here?"

"Perhaps, it's because some people don't want... to reveal the information of these people!"

If the room is full of bloodstains, it is easy to suspect that there was a fierce fight in the room, and more than one person died.

But if there is only one bloodstain, it is absolutely unthinkable for ordinary people that there will be people overlapping and dying in one place!

Feng Chenglin thought of something, inhaled again, and looked around in disbelief: "Someone came here, died, but covered up the clues, no one doubts... Eh, no, if that's the case, then, Why didn't the Mo family's grandmother tell us at that time, she could have told us!"

"Will she still avoid us if she wanted to tell us?"

Feng Chenglin completely understood.

But at the same time, he shivered involuntarily, shook his head inconceivably, and got goosebumps all over his body.

"How, how is it possible... Could it be that the few people who died here were all done by the grandmother of the Mo family?"