Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 518: Skull

The director, with a vivid imagination, ruled out all possibilities, afraid these footprints might be related to a special incident, so he dared not let the guests destroy them randomly.

Tantai Yi said calmly, "Got it, don’t worry."

Director Ming: "?"

"Junior sister, all of you stay here."

Tantai Yi instructed Tuanzi and the cameramen to stay put, while he gently kicked the ground, leaping into the air. As he approached a wall, he waved his hand to use the recoil of his Inner Strength to propel forward, and soon, his figure gradually disappeared.

Through the lens, only a figure like a feather gracefully drifted away. In fact, during this time, Tantai Yi scanned the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

The chaotic footprints of the four-person group abruptly ended at a spot, marked by an impression left by a square object. Beyond this mark, only the footprints of three people remained, with two of the footprints slightly deepened, as if they suddenly became heavier.

The footprints of the three continued to another entrance of the workshop, where they completely disappeared.

As for the footprints of the six-person group, they were concentrated on the initial spot, as if they just came to take a break and left soon after.

Tantai Yi swiftly returned, searching again, this time noticing several tiny dark brown spots near the large square mark.

To outsiders, they might not see what it was, but having roamed the Jianghu for years, experienced in combat and blood, he clearly recognized it as dried bloodstains.

The position of the bloodstains was very subtle, and their quantity was scant. He furrowed his brows in thought, unable to draw any conclusions, and gracefully returned.

The audience had gone wild, their comments were a chaotic mess, after a while, they managed to express their amazement with shaky hands typing.

[It’s the first time I’ve seen someone fly so beautifully]

[Heavenly God descended, boohoo, I’m so happy]

[Mom, this person shines]

[But it’s strange, why did he suddenly perform Qinggong? Can’t everyone just walk through the entire workshop?]

[Earlier it seemed the director said something to him, then he changed his mind. Could it be even the director doesn’t know there are so many footprints here?]

[Stop it, stop it, I’m getting goosebumps again, and it’s still daytime!]

Seeing these comments, the director hesitated whether to tell the audience the truth.

Thinking it over, if things go wrong, he would just apologize during the live broadcast. As long as the apology is fast enough, criticism won’t catch up.

The show’s special comments quickly floated across the live room.

[Indeed, during the preliminary investigation, footprints were found, but the time of the footprint occurrence couldn’t be determined]

It also included details about the timeline, etc.

At this moment, Tantai Yi landed and truthfully informed the eagerly watching Tuanzi, "There are bloodstains, very few, unclear of the cause."

Director Ming: "!"

Audience: "!"

[Are you kidding?]

[Seeing their genuine reactions, could it be the show is teasing the guests?]

[Then the show is really mean]

Director Ming felt wronged.

Fortunately, the netizens are skilled at self-justification.

[Neither sent by the factory owner nor traces of homeless living, perhaps someone was exploring or took a short rest and left]

[Right, right, only a few bloodstains, maybe a finger got cut and dripped a few drops of blood. Don’t scare yourself.]

The audience’s emotions gradually calmed down.

Tuanzi grabbed Tantai Yi’s hand, curious, "Why would there be blood? Did someone accidentally fall?"

The little girl imagined the scene, her face tilted upward.

"Then surely there would be an imprint of someone on the ground, like falling in the snow." She spoke as if, if it were snow instead of dust, she might have pounced.

"No signs of falling," Tantai Yi said, his tone carrying some puzzlement, "The four-person group became a three-person group."

"Only three people’s footprints?"

Tuanzi began to imagine again, "Could someone have been injured, and others carried him away?"

Tantai Yi couldn’t provide answers; the clues were too few. Besides, he remembered the advice from two senior brothers: say less to avoid mistakes on camera.

The netizens started scaring themselves again. Because of their genuine reactions, everyone simply assumed that the show was trying to scare both guests and viewers, leading to many comments being automatically filtered.

Director Ming felt even more aggrieved.

Both the director and Tantai Yi were cautious and unanimously decided to skip the workshop and explore other areas.

As for the footprints and bloodstains, they left it to the director to handle. Whether he chose to report to the police or not, Tantai Yi would support him.

Director Ming stood before the display screen, anxiously pulling his hair.

"Ahhh, should I report to the police or not? If nothing happens, we’ll definitely be mocked now!"

But there’s a slight chance something bad might have occurred here; his conscience won’t allow him to hide it.

"Ahhh!"

Too agitated, his eyes turned red, and he was frantically pulling his hair.

The nearby staff looked at his hairline with bated breath.

If he pulls more, he’s going to be bald!

Beyond the workshop was a public area, with a few trees sprouting some green leaves, stubbornly asserting they were still alive, and only thick weeds remained in the low flower beds.

Tuanzi approached, raised her hand to compare her height with the weeds, and sulked.

She was only a little taller than the weeds.

[Ancient Martial System: It’s not that you’re too short, it’s that the weeds are too tall. Even the flowers can’t compete with these weeds]

Despite those words, Tuanzi still felt the weeds were excessively tall.

Surrounded by concrete, there was only some soil in the flower beds. With only sunlight, rain, and a bit of nutrients from the soil, how could the weeds grow so tall?

She ate well, exercised actively, yet struggled to grow tall quickly.

The frustrated little girl reached out to press the weeds down, making them shorter, feeling satisfied when she could look down on them.

[Ancient Martial System: Miaomiao, look at what’s in the grass, is it a bone?]

The system was in Tuanzi’s mind, often viewing through her perspective, and its scanning ability identified some uniquely shaped items in the flower bed.

Upon hearing this, Tuanzi quickly started pushing aside the weeds, revealing a skull.

The system quickly analyzed, relaxed after reaching a conclusion.

[Ancient Martial System: It’s not a human skull]

The accompanying cameraman also captured the skull, and his whole hand trembled.

[Save me, Mom!]

[Don’t film it, I can’t handle this]

[Could a murder have occurred here?]

[This was supposed to be an exploration show, how did it turn into a crime investigation show?]

[Don’t panic, take a closer look, this is a dog’s skull, not human!]

Tuanzi already knew the result from the system so she wasn’t scared, just puzzled and angry.

"This dog definitely didn’t die from illness or injury without treatment; this is a knife cut. Someone chopped off the dog’s head. Despicable!"

She marked in the air, her small arms miming the sharpness of a blade, showing her anger vividly.