This person's chest was covered in dense, countless wounds of this kind; he had been stabbed to death in cold blood! One look was enough to tell that these wounds were made specifically by a carving knife.
I finally understood what the hell was going on. Before the victim died, he had used his own blood to write on the ground that the murderer was me. This meant that the person who killed him was none other than the man with my own face. Damn it, this was clearly a setup to frame me! I had never even killed a chicken in my life, let alone a person!
"Jiang Feng, looks like someone is framing you!" Lu Gouzi said, a bit slow on the uptake.
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