rcumstances, they had no other choice; they could only believe in Summer once more."Go ahead. I guarantee your victory, though with a wife already, winning won't earn you another one." Summer casually...Chapter 978: Murder Case in a Remote Mountain Village - Wuyou Chinese Web

In such remote mountain villages, the nights are incredibly quiet, devoid of the hustle and bustle of city life. At most, there's just the occasional howling wind that pierces through people’s ears. Now, suddenly someone lets out an extremely shrill scream, making it all the more clear in this night. This village's tranquility is instantly shattered; ten or so households living nearby start to feel anxious. Within less than a minute, some begin stepping outside their doors and running towards the direction of the sound.

Green Peak Village can be said to have one of the smallest populations among villages in MuYang County; it has fewer than 100 households altogether. Over these years, many people have moved out, so currently, there are only around a hundred or so people left living in the village. Among this group, the majority are elderly folks, followed by women and children. Most men under forty have already gone outside.

Though there are quite a few elders in this village, it's been years since anyone passed away here. The seniors residing here generally live long lives; several of them are over seventy or eighty but still look robust enough to eat well, sleep soundly, and even climb mountains for firewood. In such a village, someone dying is definitely a significant event.

At first, some people thought it was just a normal case of aging or illness leading to death, perhaps someone had fallen ill. But when they arrived at the scene, they realized that things were not as simple as they imagined; this was no ordinary situation, because those who died did not die from illness or old age, but rather were killed by others. In other words, a murder case had occurred.

After about ten minutes, dozens of people gathered in front of the red brick houses at the eastern end of the village. This row of houses consisted of seven main buildings, which stood out due to their newer appearance. Residents of Qingfeng Village were well aware that these homes were considered the best in the village.

In a place like Qingfeng Village, where transportation was inconvenient, it would be difficult for villagers, even if they had money, to bring construction materials such as steel and concrete from the city. Therefore, most houses here were old-fashioned tile-roofed buildings made with bricks that were fired locally in brick kilns within the village. Most houses were constructed using a combination of fired bricks and unbaked clay bricks, but this particular household used exclusively small red bricks.

The residents of these homes were Yang Xiao Jin and his wife Luo Min, along with their three daughters and one son. However, Yang Xiao Jin rarely lived at home as he worked outside most of the time, so it was mainly Luo Min and their four children who resided there. Among these children, the eldest daughter was twelve years old, another daughter eleven years old, a third daughter ten years old, and the youngest son was only eight years old.

Yang Xiao Jin and Luo Min are actually not that old; Yang is thirty-two this year, while Luo is only thirty. She had her daughter when she was eighteen, which isn't that uncommon in a mountain village like this. Luo Min also grew up in Qingfeng Village and is considered childhood sweethearts with Yang Xiao Jin. She's quite pretty, and now at thirty, she looks even more mature and attractive.

But right now, Luo Min’s face has turned pale, and she sits on the ground in fear, while just a meter away from her lies a man in a pool of blood with what seems to be a large hole in his head—indicating that he is undoubtedly dead.

The crowd watching hasn't spoken either. Some timid ones don’t dare to get too close. Most of the onlookers are locals, but there are also some tourists here. Even Zhao Yujie and Susu have come over to see what's happening.

"The village chief is here!"

"Uncle Bing!"

The crowd suddenly stirred as an elderly man with a slightly hunched back and white hair walked over. He was Yang Binguo, the current village head of Qingfeng Village.

"What's going on" Yang Binguo glanced at the man in the pool of blood and his brow furrowed slightly. "Who did this"

No one answered; they didn't feel the need to, since it was obvious that next to the bleeding man lying on the ground, another man covered in blood stood holding an iron hammer, which he had likely just used to hit the other man's head.

The villagers also recognized the man carrying a hammer, as he was Yang Xiao Jin, Luo Min's husband and the owner of this row of red-brick houses. As for the dead man, most of them did not know him; only a few had seen him before, apparently a tourist from the city.

"Uncle Bing, it was me who did it." Yang Xiao Jin spoke up at this moment. Although he had killed someone, he seemed surprisingly calm, "I've been working hard outside, while this woman has been cheating on me at home. If our child wasn't so young and needed care, I would have let her go with her lover."

"Xiao Jin, how could you be so impulsive" Yang Bingguo sighed, "Now that you've killed someone, you'll face imprisonment."

"Uncle Bing, I know. You can call the county police station later. I will wait for them to come and arrest me. I knew all along about their affair. All I wanted was to break off their relationship and stop them from meeting. But this city-dweller named Li Yang... This bastard actually tried to run away with my wife, saying something like we never got a marriage certificate so we're not even considered husband and wife. I couldn't take it anymore! Even though he insulted me, he wanted my son to grow up without a mother—I hit him for that! I want this scumbag to know that just because he's from the city doesn’t mean he can do whatever he wants, thinking himself smarter than everyone else. I broke his head so let’s see what he can still do!" Yang Xiao Jin remained calm as he spoke these words and then turned to look at Luo Min who was sitting on the ground, visibly frightened. "Min, I don't blame you anymore. You have little experience and got misled by a city-dweller's lies. I only hope that you continue raising our son and take care of our daughter. In the future, more people from the city will come to our village; make sure they aren’t fooled by those dirty-minded city folks!"

"If you are incapable, don't blame us city folks." Just then, however, someone brazenly inserted himself into the situation.

"What did you say" Yang Xiao Jin glared at the man who interrupted.

"This idiot!" Su Su couldn't help but curse. The one who had interrupted was none other than the photographer Han Xing.

Han Xing sniffed coldly and added, "Is there anything wrong with what I said If you can’t even keep your woman in check, it just shows that you are incompetent. What you’re doing now isn’t heroic; it’s the act of a savage coward! And I hate violence the most!"'ll go up and treat her injuries first. You should get some rest; it might take a while," Xia Tian said as he carried Meier upstairs."Okay, husband! Please hurry and treat her!" Qiao Xiaoqiao nodded h...