"Can you really fix this?"

Pang Yueying took off her apron and looked at Zhao Yiran in front of her suspiciously.

This Pang Yueying is the proprietress of this slaughterhouse.

The slaughterhouse is also a semi-family business, and most of the people who work here are relatives and friends.

However, Zhao Yiran learned that after the accident last night, this Pang Yueying closed down and let the workers go home to rest.

In this way, it saves Zhao Yiran the trouble.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to keep your slaughterhouse open tomorrow.

If you can't keep it, you'll be able to call the workers to work this afternoon......"

Zhao Yiran patted his chest and said.

"Okay, as long as you can solve this matter, I'll give you as much pig blood as you want, plus a 10,000 honorarium, how about it?"

Hearing Zhao Yiran's words, Pang Yueying said with some excitement.

"No problem, just according to what you said, Sister Pang, but ...... Can you give me the dead pigs?"

Zhao Yiran pointed to the seven or eight dead pigs at the door of the pig enclosure.

In the conversation with this Pang Yueying just now, Zhao Yiran learned that these pigs were all bitten to death by the pig who stood up last night.

That's right, it's bitten to death.

When he was just inspecting the dead pigs, Zhao Yiran also saw the fangs on their necks.

Judging by the fangs prints, it is impossible to be a pig at all.

Wild boars won't be like that.

And as far as common sense is concerned, even if it is a wild boar, it should be an attack based on 'arching', not 'biting'.

Of course, this is what Zhao Yiran told Pang Yueying, in fact, the real situation is that Zhao Yiran found a slight mysterious aura on the bodies of these dead pigs.

To be precise, it should be a trace of mystery that was found on those rows of tooth marks.

The reason for the death of these dead pigs is that the blood is sucked dry.

As for asking for these dead pigs, it is to give Xiaoling and Xiaoyi food......

"Dead pigs, what do you want dead pigs for? These pigs can't be sold anymore, they're going to be destroyed!"

Pang Yueying turned her head to look at the dead pigs piled on the small cart at the door of the pig pen.

"Ahem~!Don't worry, I don't sell it, I just use it to feed the dogs, I can't hide it, I have a dog farm at home!"

Zhao Yiran told a white lie.

"Oh, that's okay, that's okay, as long as it's not eaten or sold.

If it can be solved today, you will really help me a lot. ”

Pang Yueying couldn't help but be grateful: "Tell me about this whole matter, the order for 600 pigs that just came, I will deliver it in three days, if it can't be completed, I can't make money, not to mention, there will be compensation for breaking the contract!"

"Rest assured, rest assured!"

Zhao Yiran smiled and comforted.

"Then you go around here first, my Lao Li was almost bitten by that mad pig last night, and I'm in the hospital at this time, I have to go and see." ”

Pang Yueying sorted out her clothes and said to Zhao Yiran.

......

After Pang Yueying left, Zhao Yiran took Xiao Ling and walked around the compound of the slaughterhouse.

In the guard room at the gate, an old man walked out and smiled at Zhao Yiran.

This old man is Pang Yueying's father, and Zhao Yiran asked Pang Yueying about the specific situation last night, and this old man was also present.

"Xiao Zhao, what do you say is that? I've lived for half a lifetime but I've never seen that thing, hey, it's as fierce as a lion, is it still a pig?"

Old Man Pang smacked the cigarette pouch and sighed.

"Probably...... Maybe it's a pig mutation, right?"

Zhao Yiran replied with a smile, guiding Xiao Ling to search for breath in the courtyard.

"Mutation? ”

Uncle Pang smoked a cigarette and said, "Just now, Officer Xiao Wang and more than a dozen of them searched here for most of the day, but they didn't find the mad pig last night, and that thing was like disappearing." ”

"This time, only the location of this gate is monitored, otherwise it wouldn't be the current situation......"

"Xiao Zhao, you young people have great skills and knowledge, and you are a detective, so look for it, otherwise my daughter will be ...... That thing can't keep it and has to come back and bite the pig. ”

Old Man Pang said in a pleading tone.

"Uncle Pang, don't worry, I'm a dog, I have a smart nose, I must pull that thing out!"

Zhao Yiran said with relief to Uncle Pang.

Barking~!

Just when Zhao Yiran was talking to this old man Pang, Xiao Ling's scream came, and then Xiao Ling's figure flashed and rushed into the division workshop of the slaughterhouse.

Feeling the traces of the mysterious aura that Xiao Ling had sent back, Zhao Yiran nodded secretly.

In this slaughterhouse full of the rich smell of blood, Xiao Ling vaguely captured the mysterious smell of breath, and it was in the cutting workshop.

"Hey, Master Da, you rest first, if there is any movement for a while, don't go over, you just stay here. ”

Zhao Yiran glanced at the abrasions and blood stains on Uncle Pang's arm, which were obviously injured last night.

As soon as he heard Zhao Yiran's words, Uncle Pang was shocked, and hurriedly buckled the cigarette pouch and pot in his hand on the soles of his feet, and then picked up the shovel behind him, and said, "Found it?"

"Don't worry about leaving it to me, you guard the door, don't let that thing run out for a while!"

Afraid that this old man Pang would not be at ease, Zhao Yiran found a reason and said.

Of course, if he really encountered the hidden secret, Zhao Yiran would not have a reason to let it escape.

"Good, good. I'm guarding the gate. ”

Old Man Pang hurriedly snorted.

Then Zhao Yiran ran briskly towards the division workshop.

While running, the little ant jumped out of Zhao Yiran's pocket, and then disappeared without a trace.

Uh-hiss~roar~!

When Zhao Yiran stepped into the door of the division workshop, a howl similar to a pig's cry suddenly came from his ears.

The reason why it is similar is not that Zhao Yiran has never heard a pig cry, but that this pig cry is mixed with a roar that only a beast like a lion and a tiger can make.

Barking~!

Barking~!

The pig howl was followed by Xiao Ling's high-pitched howl.

But the next moment, the sound stopped abruptly, and then Xiao Ling's series of galloping footsteps came out, as if he was chasing.

Zhao Yiran followed Xiao Ling's position and attacked quickly.

"Huh?"

At the moment when Zhao Yiran came to Xiao Ling's side, Xiao Ling was prostrate on the ground, sniffing vigorously at a handful of hair on his paws.

And this hair is extremely black and shiny, revealing a rich and mysterious atmosphere.

"Ran away?"

Zhao Yiran squatted on the ground, touching Xiao Ling's back and groaning.

Because at this time, in this division workshop, Zhao Yiran did not find anything else except for the mysterious aura he felt on that handful of hair.

Xiao Ling seems to be the same.