have eaten
When the old Taoist heard this, he swallowed subconsciously.
Sixteen years ago, the living conditions were certainly much worse than they are now. If an old lady or old man passing by on their way to or from work found this well-packaged meat,
It is probably the most normal reaction to feel that you have picked up a great bargain and happily take the food home to cook.
Although the taste of human flesh is a little different from pork, the difference is not that big. There was once a murderer who killed a person and sold the human flesh as ostrich meat. He sold it for a long time and it almost became a local specialty.
"It was not until the piece of meat was found on the rf that the person who picked it up chose to go to the police station to report it."
Zhang Yanfeng lit a cigarette and continued:
"The police went out to investigate and found that the murderer had not lost any meat since that day. In addition, they found about seven or eight families who had picked up the meat. The meat from two of them had not been eaten yet, so we took it back as evidence. The meat from the other five families had already been eaten.
I guess there must be more people who have picked it up, some may be too embarrassed to admit it or report it, and some may be migrant workers nearby whom we have not investigated and interviewed.”
Zhang Yanfeng blew out a puff of smoke and said, "At that time, I had only been working for a few years, and it was the first time I encountered such a serious case.
If it was a simple murder and disposal of the body, most of the time it was a murder of passion, but the murderer's behavior of dismembering and disposing the body for at least half a month after the murder was a deliberate playful mentality.
What a pity,
The bureau had done its best.
But we still haven’t even found the identity of the victim.”
Zhou Ze also lit a cigarette, rubbed his temples, and said helplessly:
"There's nothing you can do about this case. Sixteen years have passed. Even if the girl who was killed turned into a ghost, it's impossible for her to exist for sixteen years.
There are no ghosts to ask, and according to your description, it is more likely that it was a perverted murder, and it is not a supernatural event. "
Boss Zhou is good at what ghosts do.
But if you ask Boss Zhou to actually cosplay as a criminal policeman in a criminal case, it would be a bit difficult for him.
Zhou Ze still has this self-awareness.
"Everything depends on human efforts," said Zhang Yanfeng.
“Some things are difficult to accomplish with human power.”
"That's good. Anyway, we are no longer human beings now, but ghosts."
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Zhang Yanfeng licked his lips and said, "The place where the murderer dumped the body parts is on a small road near the small stone bridge. Now the road has been renovated a long time ago. It used to be an asphalt road, but now it is a cement road. In addition, the surrounding landmarks, including shopping malls and some old units, have also been relocated and changed a long time ago.
After all, the urbanization of Tongcheng has indeed progressed too fast in recent years.”
"That's it. There's no way to investigate this case."
Zhou Ze felt it necessary to end this topic. If it was an ordinary case, he would help for Lao Zhang's sake, but this case was simply an unsolved case among unsolved cases.
Lao Zhang wanted to become a ghost to satisfy the "sentiments" he had when he first became a policeman.
But Boss Zhou doesn't want to run around and waste his time for such worthless sentiment.
"How about I take you to the place where the body parts were dumped?" Zhang Yanfeng looked at Zhou Ze expectantly, "Maybe you will find something."
Zhou Ze pointed at his nose and asked:
"who I am?"
"Zhou Ze?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
"boss?"
"I am just a ghost messenger. I am not an inspector, nor a judge, nor the King of Hell. I really don't know what else I can find out about this case."
At this time,
Xu Qinglang, who had just finished drawing the talisman, walked downstairs.
Zhou Ze immediately changed the subject and shouted, "Lao Xu, what are we having for lunch?"
"I braised the pig's trotters and made a pig's trotter soup."
“So greasy?”
Zhou Ze frowned.
"No, it's you who are always calling me 'big pig's hoof'.
I thought you wanted to eat pig's trotters, so I made more at once."
… … …
At night, a car drove onto a small road behind an old residential area near Xiaoshi Bridge.
Zhou Ze was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a driver's license with his photo on it.
"We're here. This is it. Shall we go down and take a look, Boss?"
Zhou Ze didn't nod immediately, but held up the driver's license and asked, "That's not right, Lao Zhang. You just started working today. How come you got through all the connections to help me get a driver's license so quickly?"
Even if everyone gives him face as the new criminal police captain, it's impossible for you to do it so quickly, right
That’s right, Lao Zhang gave this driver’s license to Zhou Ze, and finally got Zhou Ze to nod and agree to accompany him to the scene where the body was dumped sixteen years ago.
"Hehe, actually, I made it before I died, but I forgot to give it to you. I left it at my house, and I secretly went home and found it this afternoon."
Lao Zhang touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Hiss... So you're not going to give it to me even though you didn't ask for my help this time, right?"
"Haha, after all, this kind of thing is against the rules, but you can drive anyway, so how should I put it, it's not against the law but it's in line with the situation. Besides, this also involves an unsolved case from 16 years ago, so it's still worth it."
Although Boss Zhou was very dissatisfied with Lao Zhang's attitude towards his superiors, he still pushed open the car door and got out.
Boss Zhou, who has been caught driving without a license several times, still needs this certificate.
The road is not very wide, it is just a two-way lane, and there are street lights on the side of the road.
Zhou Ze stretched his body, while Lao Zhang pointed to a spot in the corner of the wall in front according to his memory and the files.
"This is where the body was dumped. There is also a similar location under the street lamp in front and a manhole cover in front of it, which are also where the body was dumped.
Combined with the clues from later investigations, it was found that almost all the people who found the meat were on this road.
That is to say, sixteen years ago, after the murderer killed someone, he came here every day to dump body parts for at least half a month without interruption. "
Listening to Lao Zhang's detailed narration and location markings,
Even though Boss Zhou still seemed a little nonchalant on the surface,
But pictures seemed to emerge in my mind.
A young woman was killed.
As a result, her body was broken into pieces and scattered on the road.
If an ordinary person heard about this case and was standing here at this moment, he would probably have felt the cold wind coming.
Now that he was here, there was no need to be perfunctory. Zhou Ze walked around on this road. Although the road was not wide, there were still many pedestrians and vehicles passing by.
At this time, Zhou Ze pointed to the street lamp on the other side. There, there was a small stall selling newspapers and an old woman was sitting there with her head down.
Her head of silver hair fluttered in the evening breeze, but she herself remained motionless.
"That?" Zhang Yanfeng frowned and asked worriedly, "Is it a ghost?"
Zhou Ze smiled and said, "You've become a ghost yourself, so why are you afraid of ghosts?"
"I haven't fully adapted to my new identity yet."
Saying,
Zhang Yanfeng took the initiative to walk over and started chatting with the old woman.
After a while, Zhang Yanfeng came back and said, "It's just an old man who sells newspapers on the street. He has been doing this for many years."
"Then help me block it." Zhou Ze said and squatted down.
Zhang Yanfeng stood beside Zhou Ze, blocking the view of passers-by and vehicles.
Zhou Ze's nails grew a little longer and then pierced into the road.
The black fog began to dissipate.
But it just surrounded Zhou Ze and did not point in any direction.
Zhou Ze pulled his hand out.
Clap your hands.
Said: "There is no smell of ghosts."
The old lady selling newspapers over there raised her head at some point, drinking water from her cup while looking at where Zhou Ze and Zhang Yanfeng were.
As if he was curious about what these two people were doing here in the middle of the night.
Zhang Yanfeng gritted his teeth, put his hands on his hips, and looked around. He knew that this case was difficult to solve, and basically impossible to solve, but he always hoped to try it through non-human means.
But the reality is still so cruel.
Sixteen years ago, the young woman who was killed here was never found, not only was her murderer never found, but even her identity was never discovered.
She is like a transparent person.
Came into this world quietly,
And left quietly again.
As a policeman, Lao Zhang felt guilty about the victim.
In Lao Zhang's heart,
It is indeed a matter of life and death.
"Did you drop something?"
cried the old woman.
"Yes, I dropped something and came to look for it." Zhou Ze replied.
"What did you lose? Your phone or your wallet?"
"A few pieces of flesh fell off." Zhou Ze said with a smile.
This old man is a living person, not a ghost.
The old woman laughed and scolded, "I was kind enough to ask if you had dropped anything, but you teased me, an old woman, you bad boy."
"Let's go, Lao Zhang." Zhou Ze said.
Lao Zhang nodded somewhat unwillingly.
Only,
Gone.
When they returned to the study, it was only twelve o'clock in the evening. Boss Zhou was on duty until three in the morning. He met a ghost who came to visit. He sent him to hell and completed a task. Then he went back to his room with Yingying to sleep.
Generally speaking, Zhou Ze would not get up until about nine in the morning, after all, he went to bed late at night, but today, Zhou Ze was pushed awake by Bai Yingying at around seven o'clock.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Ze asked,
He knew clearly that unless there was something urgent, Bai Yingying would not interrupt his sleep.
"Boss, Lao Zhang called and said there's something urgent and asked me to wake you up."
Bai Yingying pouted and said that she was very dissatisfied with Lao Zhang. In her opinion, nothing was more important than the boss sleeping.
Zhou Ze wanted to curse.
Could it be that Old Zhang was bringing up some old case again to ask me to do something
"Hello."
"Boss, someone is dead, someone is dead!"
"What?" Zhou Ze was a little confused. "Who died?"
"Do you remember the old woman selling newspapers whom we met last night
She was found dead in her home this morning!"
… … …
The previous chapter and this chapter, which were updated after midnight today, are additional updates for six thousand and seven thousand monthly tickets, but I forgot to mark the previous chapter.
That means there are two more chapters today.
Don't panic, hold on to the dragon!