"It was raining lightly. In the evening, it was a little dark. Chang San drove a truck and took us to the back mountain of Mengyu Mountain. The back mountain of Mengyu Mountain is very barren and looks as if it has not been developed. The road is all unformed gravel and a little bumpy. But since the car passed through a big wild cave, the whole scene has changed. ”

"We first saw a large parking lot with many of the same buggies parked neatly on it. But instead of stopping there, we walked through the parking lot and came to what looked like the door to a warehouse. ”

"We got out of the car, and when we got in through that door, we went into a room. The temperature was a little low, probably because the air conditioner was turned on. At first, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything, but when I turned on the light, I saw a lot of sacks of stuff inside. ”

"That thing is long and heavy. Hard, I don't know what it is. But when we were putting things on the truck, one of the people slipped and fell with them, and the sack was scratched. We see, we see inside......"

"What's in there?" Prison painting asked.

"It's a human hand!" Huang Hu's face was pale under the dim light of the street lamp, and his expression was full of fear.

"But that's not the scariest thing. The terrible thing is that on the forearm of that hand, there is a wolf's head that is tightly bitten on it, a wolf's head without a body! ”

Hearing this, the black horse who was gnawing on Shi Chao's body on the side suddenly stopped moving, his eyes showed a fierce light, and a terrible hiss came out of his mouth.

Wu Qi's reaction frightened Huang Hu. He finally remembered the appearance of the wolf's head at that time, looked at the black horse, and suddenly shouted: "Wolf! Wolf! It's not a dog, it's a wolf! ”

The prison painting just glanced at him lightly and said, "When did I say it's a dog?" ”

Huang Hu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and then went to see the stone tide that was almost eaten by the black horse. The bloody picture was disgusting, but Huang Hu didn't have the time to vomit at all. All he could do was feel the world spinning and his head buzzing. What kind of woman did you provoke?

"Is that all?" Prison Painting frowned. The information provided by Huang Hu was of little value to her. The discovery of corpses and wolf heads in the gladiatorial arena is not surprising based on what the prison paintings have already learned. The corpses that Huang Hu went to transport and dispose of should belong to the people who participated in the gladiatorial fight and died in the gladiatorial arena.

It seems that the people in the gladiatorial arena handed over the matter of disposing of the corpse to the East Tiger Society. Could it be that this Brother Biao also has shares in the gladiatorial arena?

But before that, Qing Soul didn't find out that Brother Biao had anything to do with this matter. If it doesn't matter, it's weird. Although Brother Biao does not earn as much money as Longchang Real Estate and Jiangling Group, he is known as the underground emperor in Jiangcheng. A few years ago, it was rumored that a woman injured the son-in-law of Hongye Finance. Hongye Financial is also a large enterprise no less than Jiangling Group, and in the end, Brother Biao only paid for medical expenses. With Brother Biao's status in Jiangcheng, in fact, there is no need to wipe the butts of Feng Sha, Jiangbei Ying and the rich second generations. What is he doing this for?

Huang Hu frowned when he saw the prison painting, knowing that the prison painting was not very satisfied with his description, and hurriedly said: "Also, there is!" The sweat from his forehead had reached his chin and dripped to the ground. But he didn't have time to wipe it, he didn't dare to raise his head, his body trembled, and he stammered to the prison painting: "Later, later, later, Chang San let us load a cart of that thing, and then drove us to a place in the south of the city, which seemed to be an abandoned factory that had been rented. Chang San asked us to move everything inside and give it all to a man named Shen Tu Bei. Na Shen Tubei is a little weird, wearing a gray robe and a beard, looking like the Taoist chief on TV. ”

Dao Chief? Before the prison painting, I was still thinking about how this gladiatorial arena disposed of corpses, but I didn't expect that there were still people who specially collected corpses. This Shentu North can't be the legendary corpse chaser, right?

Shen Tubei looked very arrogant, with his hands behind his back, watching us put things on his back like the same place, pointing fingers at us, and complaining to Chang San, saying that the last time it was sent was a little incomplete and could not be used. I'll check it out next time and send it over. Chang San was not convinced, and complained: 'Aren't you just a garbage collector! It's good that we sent this kind of bad thing, and we should check it? To check it out yourself! ’”

"This time, Shen Tubei was angry, and he didn't know who to call, Brother Biao immediately rushed over and broke Chang San's leg in front of Shen Tubei, and asked Chang San to apologize to that person and admit his mistake."

"We people in the Donghu Club all know that Chang San has been with Brother Biao for five years, and he is a figure in the club, and Brother Biao will be abolished if he says that it will be abolished, and Chang San will apologize to Shen Tubei. This Shentu North, I don't know what the origin is! I even think that Brother Biao himself is a little jealous of that Shentu Bei. ”

Hearing this, the prison painting sorted out some eyebrows. Brother Biao disposed of the corpse for the gladiatorial arena, most likely not to wipe the butt of Feng Sha, the rich second generation, but simply to get the corpse and send it to Shen Tubei.

This Shentu Bei, if he is really a corpse chaser, then what does he want to do with so many corpses? And the East Tiger Society, as an association that dominates the entire Jiangcheng and even Jiangnan, why should it be afraid of this Shentu North?

There are no answers to these questions. But these were not the original purpose of the prison painting to interrogate Huang Hu. At first, she just wanted to inquire about the gladiatorial arena through Huang Hu, to see if she could get some information about the gladiatorial arena through him, which might be useful for her to find out the truth. But now it seems that Huang Hu doesn't know much about the gladiatorial arena either.

"You know that? When I arrived at the back mountain of Meng Yu Mountain, I didn't see anything else, and I didn't hear about it? Prison Painting asked again.

Huang Hu was still not satisfied with the prison painting, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't kill me!" I don't know, but I'm going to go again in a few days, and if you want to know anything, I can try to check it for you! ”

Hearing this, the prison painting glanced at Huang Hu and began to think in his heart. For the situation at the gladiatorial arena, she only needed to let the green soul follow Huang Hu to the mountain behind Meng Yushan to check unconsciously, and she didn't need Huang Hu's help at all. What she wanted to know was about the relationship between these shareholders in the gladiatorial arena, and she found clues related to the Jiangbei Eagle murder case. And to understand these situations, it is not enough to rely on a small person like Huang Hu.

But that Brother Biao of the East Tiger Club is a different story.

She had a bold idea in her mind. If she can control this Biao brother and let him use it for herself, it will be much easier to find out all this.

However, with her strength, is it enough to deter this powerful gangster?

"Before you go to Meng Yushan, contact me. I'll have my own arrangements for things there, and I don't need you to check them. There's something else I need you to look into now. ”

At night, Huang Hu listened to the prison painting's explanation to him in horror, and then finally got his wish and took his little brothers to leave this small black alley that they would never forget, leaving only the only pool of blood left on the stone tide on the ground, and Zhong Chuyan who fainted on the ground.

"Wu Hu, have you eaten it all?" The prison drew a check on the black horse's eating. She was very satisfied with the result, and Shi Chao had not lost a single hair that had been eaten by it. Now there are large patches of blood and some vomit on the ground in the alley, and it looks like a mess.

"Green Soul, clean it up, it's disgusting." Prison drew pointed to the ground and confessed, "Especially the blood, don't leave it at all." ”

"Understood." Qing Soul readily agreed, and secretly praised the prison painting in his heart. His ability is to control the land, and he can control everything that has to do with the land. In the past, the prison painting was a resentful soul of the tenth generation, and the resentment on his body was extremely heavy, and the aura was almost non-existent, so he would not use his ability flexibly at all. And in this life, the brain of the prison painting is obviously much more flexible than before, and he is much more decisive in doing things, which makes him very pleased.

As the green soul clasped his hands together, a swirling wind set off, sweeping through the entire alley. This is the first time to see the green soul cast spells. And the green soul also seemed to be surprised by the energy bursting out of his entity, originally he only needed to restore the ground to its original state, but he directly reworked the ground and even the walls around the alley. When the wind calmed down, the ground was empty, and there was no trace of the past, as if nothing had happened. And the cement road that was originally potholed has also become smooth and smooth, like bluestone slabs that have been eroded by the water flow for many years.

It was precisely because of this gust of wind that Zhong Chuyan, who was lying on the ground, woke up.

"Ahh As soon as Zhong Chuyan woke up, she saw the black horse squatting on the side staring at her, and she was so frightened that she quickly fell backwards. She had been asleep until now, not knowing what had just happened, and thinking that the greatest danger in front of her was this man-tall vicious dog. She fell backwards and shouted at the prison painting, "Don't do this! Tell your dog to stay away from me! It just ate people, it ate people! Don't you know it's against the law? You ......" she shouted halfway through when she realized something was wrong. It turned out that the alley was empty now, and Huang Hu and his little brothers were gone, even the stone tide that had just been bitten bloody by the black horse was gone, as if nothing had happened.

The prison painting winked at her, pretending to be innocent and asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Is it a nightmare? ”

Zhong Chuyan was really a little confused when she asked like this. Didn't she just plug the painting in this alley with Huang Hu and the others? Then he let his dog bite Huang Hu's younger brother to death, in front of her. Why are people gone now, and Shi Chao is gone? Is Shi Chao dead?

"W-what the hell is going on?" Zhong Chuyan asked the prison painting with a confused face.

"What's going on, have you forgotten?" Prison painting continues to pretend to be confused. "You brought me here, you talked to me, and then you fainted. When you wake up, you start talking nonsense, it can't be a fever, right? ”

Zhong Chuyan really doubted herself now. Was all that terrible thing just now a dream?

Zhong Chuyan touched his head. She now really suspects she has a fever. After all, everything that happened just now was too weird, Huang Hu would make her kneel because of the prison painting, and the prison painting would let his dog bite people to death, all of which was beyond her comprehension. Now that I think about it, these are really unlikely.

"Really?" She asked.

Prison painting walked up to her and squatted down, facing her, smiled and said softly, "Fake." ”