The deeper they went in, the stronger the smell of blood became, especially the Yin family members. Their deaths were very tragic. Their bodies were dismembered, and their limbs were crushed by a huge force. They were expressionless until they reached the backyard and stopped in Yin Guoping's bedroom.
There were two corpses on the bed. One was Yin Guoping's, and the other was his wife's. Their deaths were even more tragic, several times worse than the rest of the Yin family. There was not a single intact spot, and minced meat was everywhere.
The luxurious and soft bed, along with the bedding, was dyed red with blood. It was like hell on earth, a tragic sight.
He checked it carefully to find any useful clues.
After a while.
Zhang Ronghua left the room and found a clue that was not a clue. The murderer had a grudge with the Yin family, and it had to be a blood feud. That was why he had killed them and even used a cruel method to kill them.
