บท 873: What a Coincidence

Yang Guanfeng had found a man's hand in the underground basement. The hand was broken and had been cut off by a sharp weapon. It seemed that it had happened recently. Rigor mortis had just begun to set in.

"Can you explain the situation with this broken hand?" Yang Guanfeng asked Miao Qingshan as he held the broken hand.

Miao Qingshan did not speak. Instead, he turned to look at Miao Xihe.

"Chief, what is this situation?"

"Qingshan, what are you doing?" Miao Xihe asked.

"I did not do anything. I do not know why the broken hand is here either!" Miao Qingshan exclaimed.

"You do not know?" Yang Guanfeng laughed.

"You are now an important suspect. Please cooperate with the investigation." Yang Guanfeng's tone had turned serious.

"I didn't kill anyone!" Miao Qingshan became anxious. He exuded a dangerous aura.

The young man beside Yang Guanfeng had already pulled out his gun. He stared unblinkingly at the huge guy in front of him.