Zhou Ning whirled around and saw Mr. Zhao rushing over with an evidence bag in his hand.
Upon approaching, Zhou Ning took a glance at the evidence bag and spotted something dark inside that seemed like bloodstains, but the object had several protruding parts with tears. After a closer inspection, Zhou Ning abruptly looked up.
"A latex glove? Where did you find it?"
Mr. Zhao pointed to a huge barrel near the west wall of the courtyard and said,
"Following the footprints, I investigated towards the south and found two battered half-waste oil barrels filled with a lot of kindling and branches. Removing the wood and branches, I saw this torn latex glove at the bottom. The glove had cuts near the base of the little finger and a wad of paper, probably used to wipe blood. I've packed it up."
Zhou Ning shook the latex glove, and as it unfolded inside the bag, the base of the little finger was indeed sliced open, but the area was completely stained with black blood.