"Boom—"
It sounded like a watermelon being smashed open, but in reality, it wasn't a watermelon that was burst open, but a head.
Yang Bai, wearing deerskin gloves, followed the opening cleaved by the Light Axe, lifting the skullcap of the split open head.
"Sir, please look, the victim's brain has large patches of pitch black, which surely indicates long-term consumption of inferior Longevity Powder," Yang Bai said, pointing at the brain full of red and white.
Li Renjie, ignoring the revolting aspects that made one want to vomit, leaned in for a closer look.
After a while, he nodded slightly and said, "Hmm, indeed, the victim died from the inferior Longevity Powder, not from so-called physical weakness and sudden illness."
"And since the town is remote with few outsiders coming in, the deceased also hadn't left town recently, sir," said an excited Yang Bai, "there must be a workshop producing Longevity Powder here in town, and we can bust another one."