At the crime scene, Mu Yu saw that the victim’s hands were cut off cleanly and his palms were missing. His body had become stiff and his face was pale as if he had been lying in an ice coffin. Blood red icicles formed at the area where his palms were cut off, and the pool of blood beneath him had frozen.

“W-Where are his hands?” Mu Yu’s voice was shaking due to nervousness.

“Over there.” Rong Jian led her over to the spot where Feng Rubing was squatting ...