Solving the case: Wu Song travels back 97 years and becomes a detective

Do you recognize Grandpa Wu Song's fists in Chapter 2?

"Um?"

The bald man's smile froze on his face.

He'd robbed people more than ten times and had never seen anyone like this before. Faced with a robbery, he actually questioned himself.

Wait, he asked me why my surname isn't Ma?

You fucking have some nerve.

"I think you fucking deserve a knife!" The bald man got angry, flicked his wrist, and the tip of the knife went straight for Wu Song's arm.

Then, the knife stopped.

It wasn't that he had a change of heart; the burly man in front of him had grabbed his knife and wrist with both of his hands.

This prevented his hand from moving forward even an inch.

Pulling it back, it won't budge; poking it forward, it won't move.

That hand gripped his wrist tightly like a pair of pliers.

The clamp made his wrist ache terribly.

In an instant, the pain turned into a sharp, stabbing pain.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

"what!"

The bald man screamed, and the dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?"

The action attracted the attention of the other robbers. The robber at the door hesitated for a moment, then immediately pointed his gun at Wu Song.

Wu Song's tiger-like eyes narrowed.

He knew the power of this thing.

In a flash, Wu Song immediately crouched down, pulled the robber in front of him, and raised him up like a shield.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a spray of iron pellets landed on the bald robber's back.

Wu Song held his opponent up with one hand, bent down to pick up the dagger, weighed it in his hand to feel its center of gravity, stood up, and swiftly struck.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw the dagger in his hand at the armed robber.

In his previous life, his left arm was severed by an enemy's flying sword. After becoming a monk at Liuhe Temple, he recalled the hidden weapon and throwing knife techniques that Zhang Qing, the Featherless Arrow, and Li Ying, the Sky-Soaring Eagle, had mentioned, and practiced them diligently.

Ultimately, because he wasn't as talented as the other two, his throwing knives weren't as good as theirs, but after decades of practice, he couldn't be considered bad.

At a distance of only three meters, Wu Song was not worried about his accuracy at all.

The dagger plunged straight into the gunman's carotid artery.

In an instant, the armed robber's eyes widened, his mouth opened twice but he didn't say anything. He slowly leaned against the car and fell out of the door.

Upon seeing this, Wu Song immediately threw the bald man aside, grabbed the top edge of the car window with both hands, and jumped out.

After landing, he quickly reached the car door and, before the other robbers could react, took the gun from the armed robber's hand.

Take a look down.

Double-barreled shotgun.

Two bullets per magazine.

Looking up at the other three robbers, and seeing that Wu Song had the gun in his hand, the robbers who were about to rush over with knives all stopped in their tracks.

We looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Ok?

Are you afraid to move?

Is it necessary to be so afraid of this gun?

That would be boring!

Grandpa wants to play with you all some more.

Wu Song pointed his gun at the outside of the car and fired a shot.

After a loud "bang!"

When Wu Song pulled the trigger again, the gun was out of bullets.

He quickly stepped back and threw the gun high into the woods beside the road.

The three robbers were stunned for a moment.

They didn't know why the person in front of them had fired that shot, wasting their last bullet.

Isn't that just asking for death?

However, they couldn't think about that much in a short time; their minds were instantly overwhelmed by ecstasy and anger.

"That big oaf's out of bullets, everyone charge!"

"revenge!"

"Dry him to death!"

The three robbers charged toward the car entrance, yelling.

Wu Song didn't run away either; he stayed at the entrance to guard the place.

The car door has limited space, allowing only one person to pass at a time, which can effectively restrict the robber's movement!

It's an excellent defensive position.

"Damn it!"

One of them jumped down from the doorway and stabbed Wu Song with his knife.

Because of the car door, the man's figure and the trajectory of his knife strikes were exceptionally clear to Wu Song, who had experienced countless life-or-death battles.

Seeing this, Wu Song couldn't help but smile to himself.

Let alone compare it to a tiger.

Even the people from Feiyunpu are far stronger than these people.

"Weak, too weak!"

"You haven't even properly trained your body, and you're already trying to rob people?"

Wu Song smirked, turned slightly to the side, took a half step back, twisted his body, and threw a punch!

Do you recognize Grandpa Wu Song's fists?

Wu Song used all his strength in that punch!

"Click!"

The robber's ribs shattered instantly.

The next instant, his body was sent flying like a tattered sack by the punch, his head hitting the car, and he collapsed to the ground on the spot.

The second one to rush out was the bandit leader, the middle-aged man wearing a hat.

Perhaps due to his age, his sword-wielding speed seemed slower to Wu Song.

He grabbed his wrist, pulled him out of the car, and punched him in the face!

One punch!

The middle-aged man in the hat immediately fell backward and fell asleep, his face covered in blood.

He slept very peacefully.

Five robbers.

In less than a minute, only the last robber, with dyed yellow hair and who looked to be the youngest in the group, remained.

Seeing his two accomplices being knocked down by the burly man with his bare hands in the blink of an eye, their fates unknown, the blond-haired man, who was about to rush out from the doorway, trembled slightly.

The dagger in his hand fell to the ground, his knees buckled, and he knelt down not far in front of Wu Song.

"Spare me! Spare me!"

"It's easy to spare you, but give me a reason to spare you!" Wu Song grabbed the other man's collar with one hand and lifted him off the car like a chicken. He deliberately pressed him down next to the middle-aged man whose face was covered in blood, so that the man could see the blood all over his face.

"Why should I spare you?"

"I have twenty yuan in my pocket."

"Are you kidding me? Sigh, how can someone like you be changed? Fine, since you're smart enough to take this punch! Highway robbers, there's a reward for killing them, I'm just letting you take this punch, how about it?"

"what?"

The blond guy was dumbfounded.

Want me to take a punch?

Thinking of Boss Wang's face.

A thought popped into Huang Mao's mind.

If I take a punch to the face, is there any chance I'll survive?

Isn't that the same as beating someone to death?

Seeing that Wu Song had already raised his hand, Huang Mao didn't have time to think. He hurriedly raised his hands in surrender, "No, I have value! I want to report them! I want to earn merit! Boss Wang and Lao Pao have killed people! They've killed people!"

Who are these two people?

"The one wearing the hat is Boss Wang, and the one with the gun is Old Cannon."

"Oh?" Wu Song raised an eyebrow.

Of the five robbers, only those two had black energy swirling around them.

In other words, the person surrounded by black energy is someone who has a murder case on their hands and can light incense.

We can verify it more thoroughly later.

Wu Song exerted force and pressed Huang Mao down.

"Who did you kill? When did you kill them?"

"Last June, they killed the wife and daughter of a wealthy boss in Gaotan. The two of them originally went in to steal, but there were people in the house. So, they killed the two of them first. Because Lao Pao accidentally called out the name of Boss Wang, the two of them suffocated the two of them with plastic bags."

"Where exactly was the killing taken?"

"All I know is that the house has at least two floors. He said he went upstairs to the bedroom, but that's all I know! I only heard it from Lao Pao when he was drunk one time. At that time, I didn't dare to ask any questions. I don't have the guts to kill anyone. The less I know about these things, the better!"

You better not lie to me.

"No, no!"

"Walk!"

Wu Song didn't have time to look at him. He grabbed the blond man by the collar, carried him to a not-so-thick tree by the roadside, took off his belt and shoelaces, and made him kneel with his legs wrapped around the tree.

This is a very good way to control people.

Unless one has sufficient strength in their arms and back, it is impossible for a person to break free on their own.

Even if he can get up, without his belt and shoelaces, he won't be able to run fast.

However, just to be absolutely certain, Wu Song still wanted to test his opponent's abilities. "I'll give you three seconds to stand up, or else..."

"No, no, no, I'll get up right away."

The blond-haired man struggled to stand up, only to find his legs were stuck and he couldn't get up at all. He was about to cry when he cried, "Big brother, get up, I can't get up!"