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Chapter 210

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"Well, the case you set up yourself, you handle it yourself. You can choose to go on a business trip, or you can choose not to."

"Let's go to the scene and take a look. It's been so many years, there are no traces left."

Meanwhile, Chen Fan packed up his clothes and things, along with Li Tian, and contacted the local police station as well as some authoritative local elders, forming a team that headed straight for the location.

When the audience saw the livestream, it was already the next day.

Chen Fan and Old Liu were drinking Red Bull here, dark circles under their eyes, and found the burial site from back then.

"Drowned. The case was huge at the time. Over a dozen forensic examiners gave that answer."

Chen Fan stared at the ground. Grass had already grown here; there were no footprints left, only photographs.

The photograph showed footprints.

There were many footprints. Human footprints appeared, and they were all investigated.

No problems at all.

The family sued Jiang Yuan for rape. The family of the man the woman was supposed to marry also filed the same charge.

Chen Fan stared at the village's renovation and said, "Not bad development, huh."

Li Tian said, "Nonsense. That case blew up huge. The compensation was so much, and a lot of people donated too, alright?"

Chen Fan said, "But what I'm curious about, Li Tian, is—if a relative of yours had their daughter violated, what would you do?"

"I've thought about what you said. You mean leave, change locations, right? You suspect this village used the woman's death to put on a show, right? Let me tell you, it really was hype, drawing attention, pulling sympathy, pulling money—but did this thing actually happen or not?"

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "Damn it, are you trying to die?"

"Don't ask me. First, this woman is dead. What you need to do is prove that her death has no connection whatsoever to Jiang Yuan having relations with her. Only then will it work."

Chen Fan was speechless, holding the photograph, comparing it to the footprints.

He said, "There are people. These footprints aren't right. You really think I have no leads and am just talking nonsense here?"

"These footprints belong to the deceased's future father-in-law. So what, is there a problem?"

Chen Fan stood there and said, "Tell me, what am I doing standing here?"

"Traceology—I know you know this stuff, footprints, right? Give me your judgment, and I'll give you the result directly."

Chen Fan stood in place and said, "Suppose it's a rainy day, and I'm standing right here. How deep do you think the footprints would be?"

Li Tian froze.

He stared at Chen Fan.

He said, "Uh, I never thought about that."

"People have died here. Do you think many people would come?"

"Just look at the wild grass and you'll know—not many."

"Suppose the soil hasn't been altered. Let's do an experiment, evaluate the rainfall, and at that humidity level, how deep can a person actually stand and press down."

Like hell we need an experiment.

At this point, Li Tian directly fetched some water and poured it on the ground.

Chen Fan stood there.

"Yeah, I'm standing here. Take a look at the depth of this footprint."

Li Tian slowly lowered his head to observe, watching his watch.

Time slipped away minute by minute, and then, when the result came in, Li Tian's whole being felt terrible.

"One hour. A whole hour."

Chen Fan said, "Yeah, one hour. Standing here for an hour on a rainy day—is the old man composing poetry here?"

Li Tian stood in Chen Fan's position, looked toward the dilapidated house in the distance, and could just see the position of the window.

Then he looked back here.

After thinking for a moment, Li Tian ran to the nearby grass, grabbed a shovel, and started digging.

Zhang Tianxiong helped out.

Soon, they found a white plastic bag.

"Plastic bags really are a terrible thing. Even underground, they won't break down. We're in luck."

Chen Fan said, "What do you make of this thing?"

"Then don't worry about it."

Li Tian took people and directly arrested the old man. Holding the plastic bag, Li Tian questioned the man, saying, "Back then, why were you smoking in that grass over there?"

The old man was startled, looking at Li Tian.

"I didn't. I didn't go."

"One hour. Without more than an hour, how could the footprints be that deep, that solid? I was also wondering why your footprints were so clear."

The old man said nothing.

Chen Fan leaned over and said a sentence.

That sentence made the entire livestream explode.

"Old man, this daughter who married into your family—was she for you to use, or for your son to use?"

The old man instantly dodged eye contact.

That dodging motion made Li Tian instantly bristle. He said, "Take him away. Damn it, you animal."

Chen Fan silently took out three cigarettes, placed them by the river, and said, "These are for you. I know you don't smoke. I didn't bring incense, so just these—it'll have to do. Don't mind it."

Afterward, Chen Fan lowered his head, then raised it again.

Using Jiang Yuan's voice, he said, "I'm coming to find you. Don't rush. Wait for me."

In an instant, countless people in the livestream were in tears.

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