The manager continued: “I heard from you a few days ago that human flesh was found in the food court. I thought in my heart that you would come to me. It’s nothing else, because something strange happened to us.
A few days ago, some people said that they saw a man in black sneaking in the cold storage. When cleaning the warehouse, he lost a whole fresh pig and found unidentified blood. It is said that someone ate it, but who would eat raw meat? "
"Didn't you find out who it is?"
"Of course I checked, nothing was found, and I don't know who that person is."
Guan Zheng looked at Xu Jiuyan, who was also full of doubts. The two policemen were put together like this? How can I swallow this breath?
Things are getting more and more weird, and time passes by, and the whole city is panicking.
Guan Zheng and Xu Jiuyan returned to the game, Xiao Huan'er was busy dizzy.
Xiao Quan'er saw Guan Zheng and said, "Are you coming back so soon? I thought you were going to live for ten days and a half month."
"Haha, the two policemen were placed together and almost died, do you think you can live safely?"
"It makes sense. By the way, the stir-fried pig's heart can't be found. It can only be said that it is a part of human beings. After heating, all the cells are dead, and DNA can't be extracted at all."
Guan Zheng threw the key to Lao You and said, "Look up what the oily substance is on it. I smelled it and initially suspected it was ointment or cosmetics."
Old You took a look and said, "It's done."
Xu Jiuyan pouted her lips and said a little frustratedly: "Who is it, so cruel?"
Guan Zheng sat down and said, "Have you ever heard of the case of the Eight Immortals Hotel in Macau?"
"What did it come from?"
Guan Zheng said: "The case of the Baxian Hotel's destruction once caused a sensation throughout Hong Kong and Macau. The Baxian Hotel is located in Hac Sahuan, Macau. It opened in the 1960s and was run by Zheng Lin's family.
The suspect, Huang Zhiheng, was suspected of killing a family of nine and an employee of the owner of the Eight Immortals Hotel in Macau. The deceased was between 7 and 70 years old. When the murder was revealed the following year, there was widespread rumors that the murderers boiled the deceased's body into barbecued pork buns and sold them in restaurants. The case shocked Hong Kong and Macau.
After Huang Zhiheng was arrested, he committed suicide several times in prison. After Huang Zhiheng committed suicide, the police have not found the remaining limbs of the 10 missing persons, nor have they been able to confirm that they were killed.
In the only batch of 11 human residual limbs seized, only one had a fingerprint similar to that of the missing old woman Chen Lizhen. However, the outside world has always believed that this batch of residual limbs belonged to the ten members of Zheng Lin's family. How are the remaining residual limbs handled? Over the years, it has caused speculation from the outside world. "
"Huh~ It's disgusting!"
"Although it is disgusting, have you ever thought that this case is very similar to the case of the Baxian Hotel?"
"You mean, someone is imitating and committing crimes?"
Guan Zheng shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that. You can think about why this taxi driver was killed? Why did the murderer take the human flesh into the restaurant?"
Xu Jiuyan tilted her head for a moment and said, "Is it a vendetta?"
"Accurately speaking, it should be passionate killing. Usually cruel dismemberment is something that the murderer himself did not expect. The murderer who kills passionately often has the desire to kill in an instant, and then in order to pursue psychological pleasure and physical needs. , Or to destroy some evidence."
"Isn't it hard to catch?"
"No, passion killings often have their own sole goal. In other words, passion killings often do not have a second victim, but do you remember that there is a death code on the bones? This means that the murderer is in the first place. After a passionate murder, I was satisfied, and through constant crimes to meet my own needs."
"You mean, this dead sister was not the only victim?"
"Yes, I will go to Chestnut Hill tomorrow. I don’t need to dig three feet and start a carpet search in the last place. In addition, I will check all the employees of the slaughterhouse, including the delivery driver and the delivery restaurant and restaurant, to find out the recent strangeness. The incident happened. Finally, Xiao Jiu, the picture is like."
Xu Jiuyan took out the notebook and said, "What to draw?"
"Male, with a long face, small eyes, thin lips, gentle, more wrinkled, about 30 to 45 years old."
Xu Jiuyan showed Guan Zheng's outline of the eight major bodies. Guan Zheng took a look and said, "Yes, very good."
Xu Jiuyan asked: "What else is there? Give it to Guan Nuo, there should be a new range."
Guan Zheng asked Xu Jiuyan, "What do you think? Tell me."
Xu Jiuyan thought about it seriously, and said: "Although the murderer left the English password, his education is not necessarily very high. As you said, he should live near Lishan. He should not deal with the corpse at home, but should It's in a place like a slaughterhouse."
"Yes, eight or nine are not separated from ten."
"Then what shall we do?"
"Go to the slaughterhouse again."
Guan Zheng immediately took Xu Jiuyan to the slaughterhouse again. When the manager saw Guan Zheng, he felt so tired. Guan Zheng looked at the manager’s unhappy expression, and said with a smile: "Actually, I don’t want to see you. , I just want to go to your freezer, accounting room and monitoring room."
The manager handed the key to Guanzheng and said, "You can do it yourself, I'm still busy."
Guan Zheng took the key and went to the accounting office. The accountant in the accounting room is an accountant in his early thirties. Guan Zheng looked at that person with a different feeling.
Guan Zheng smiled and said to the accountant: "I want to see where you store the videotapes."
The accountant stood up, helped his glasses, scratched his neck, and said, "Oh, here, it's all in this closet."
"thanks."
Xu Jiuyan took a closer look and said, "There are no traces of being pried."
Guanzheng nodded: "Look at this."
Guan Zheng picked up the cotton swab, removed the oily substance from the keyhole, sniffed it, and said, "Same as the one on the key, it should be the murderer's thing."
Xu Jiuyan was a little excited, this is a very important clue.
Guan Zheng turned his head and asked the accountant: "Well, who can access this videotape?"
"Our manager, oh, the lock on this cabinet broke a few days ago, but just to be on the safe side, I didn't tell anyone."
Guan Zheng looked at Xu Jiuyan and said, "It seems that this matter is not as simple as we thought."
Not long after Guan Zheng and Xu Jiuyan left the house, Lao You called and said, “Master Zheng, the report came out. The main ingredient is chlorambucil hydrochloride. It is an ointment for treating skin diseases such as vitiligo or psoriasis. Side effects."
"Okay, I see." Guan Zheng hung up the phone and drove toward the slaughterhouse with a kick.
Xu Jiuyan asked: "What's the matter?"
"The report came out. The medicinal solution on the key is nitrogen mustard hydrochloride, which treats psoriasis. Just now, the accountant has been touching his neck. I thought he was nervous. It turned out to be the itchy scalp caused by psoriasis."
Xu Jiuyan asked expectantly: "Then this accountant is the murderer?"
"It's hard to say. He has been packing up his big duffel bags just now. He should have come back to pick up things. We have to hurry up."