219. Meat processing plant

I deliberately glanced at Zhang Yueran, only to see her looking at the group of fat people in front of her expressionlessly, the fat man didn't know her, and she didn't seem to know the fat man.

Then these people poured all the food on the stone table, basically braised or fried food, Bai Yunfei picked up a whole roasted tiger skin hoof in his left hand, picked up a large ball of braised beef in his right hand and handed it to Dong Haichao and said: "The hooves are beef, and there is always not enough to eat." Lao Dong's whole roasted meat is eaten in a big bite, it is really a unique flavor, it is simply delicious, and today you can also experience the feeling of feasting. ”

Early in the morning, such a group of fat people actually directly ate such a meaty food, don't these people understand the concept of health preservation?

I saw a group of big fat men in the yard throwing off their cheeks, showing their back molars, and indulging themselves completely uncontrollably in a pile of meat.

According to common sense, a bunch of delicious foods should make people feel an appetite before, but watching these fat people eat frantically with greasy mouths, not only did I not have the slightest appetite, but I wanted to vomit.

Dong Haichao estimated that he couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Bai Yunfei: "You eat first, I still have something to do and leave first." Bai Yunfei was too involved in eating, and he didn't hear what his old classmates said at all.

Out of the yard and getting into the car, Dong Haichao asked Zhang Yueran beside him: "Let's talk, what do you mean by setting up this bureau?" ”

I also feel that this is not right in my heart, because I really saw these fat people Zhang Yueran did not show the slightest fear, and from this alone, it can be seen that the fear she showed before was probably fake, the purpose is to draw our attention to these fat people, and I heard Bai Yunfei say that they are still an organization called the "Meat Eaters Association", is there something wrong with this association?

Zhang Yueran was not surprised by Dong Haichao's question, she said calmly: "What game did I set up? What does this mean? ”

"The chaos in the Taoist chief's house was actually faked by you, that business card was also thrown in your room, and your boyfriend was not killed here, and I even suspect that you don't have a boyfriend at all, but you know the whereabouts of this group of people, you know that they will meet here, tell me what is the purpose of your concern for the Meat Eaters Association?" Dong Haichao asked.

"You're wrong, of course I have a boyfriend." The girl took out a wallet from her pocket, and when she opened it, she could see a picture of her with a young man, about thirty years old, with a camera on his chest, holding Zhang Yueran and smiling happily.

"Is your boyfriend really a photographer?" I said.

"He's not a photographer, he's a journalist, an undercover reporter." The girl sighed faintly.

"You've successfully diverted our attention to these fat people, why the hell can you tell us?" Dong Haichao said.

"Yes, I admit that I lied to you, but not for anything else, just to give him justice, Xiaofeng is the most conscientious reporter, he has sought justice for countless people, but he can't get an explanation for himself." Zhang Yueran's face was full of sadness when she said this.

"What the hell happened to your boyfriend?" Dong Haichao said.

"Five months ago, he secretly interviewed a meat company in order to investigate a news incident, but then disappeared without a trace, I know that he was 100% killed, but this case is now only filed as a missing person, and the real murderer is still at large." Zhang Yueran said.

"According to you, aren't we going back to the beginning of the case, where you said that your boyfriend was killed, and then you couldn't find any clues about it."

"Yes, but that's the case, my boyfriend did disappear from this world without a trace, but no one gave an explanation, the first time I told the police carefully, my boyfriend was investigating a food processing plant that was not hygienic, and was brutally killed, but you shirked and couldn't find a clue, this case is not closed, the second time, you still said that you couldn't find a clue, is this a murder in front of you, is it a clue?" The more Zhang Yueran spoke, the more angry he became.

"Girl, I can understand your feelings, but it's not that we are passive and slacking off, a case, especially a murder case, is not something that can be set up casually, if there is even a little clue......

Zhang Yueran immediately said something creepy, and she said: "Xiao Feng was killed in the Haicheng Food Processing Factory, what clues can he leave behind?" ”

In one sentence, I was furious, Dong Haichao was also shocked, and he stayed for a while and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"I mean, he's been made into sausages and put into the stomachs of these fat people, and by the time you come to the door to find it, he'll have already been digested."

"You—you're making it up, they're ......"

Zhang Yueran took out a mobile phone and flipped through the text message and said, "Look at it." ”

There are four in total, which are "I'm in now, don't wait for me to go home, it's not safe." ”

"I'm now in his sausage workshop, and three rats have fallen into the meat grinder and made sausages with the meat, it's disgusting."

"I think they've found out."

"You quickly find a safe place to call the police, I'm going to destroy the phone, so they can't find out."

In just four text messages, the urgency at that time was clearly felt, and the girl Mu Ran looked at Dong Haichao and said: "Officer, you will never suspect that in order for you to investigate my missing boyfriend, I sent these four text messages pretending to be him." ”

"This ......" frowned and thought for a long time, Dong Haichao said: "The last question, suppose your boyfriend was killed in a food processing factory and his body was destroyed, what does it have to do with these fat people?" ”

"The president of this food processing plant is the president of the Meat Eaters Association, and it is he who has long been the founder of this so-called Meat Eaters Association, and it has developed to this day."

Dong Haichao nodded and said: "I understand, if things are as you said, this case is not without clues, first of all, your boyfriend's mobile phone must be hidden somewhere in this food processing plant, and secondly, if he really sent a short message from somewhere, it is possible to locate the area where he sent the text message through technical means, if the message is indeed from the food processing factory, I will immediately organize the police to search it." ”

"Then I'll wait for your good news." Zhang Yueran said.

As I drove on the road, I asked the girl, "Since all this was planned, can you tell me why you are hiding in that little building?" Can't you say you're going there? ”

"It's not that you want to go, but many of my soldiers are going in and out of that small building, I originally wanted to find them, but who knew that I happened to meet you two that night, and I didn't plan to provoke you at first, but I was afraid that the hiding place would be found by you and I would be passive, so I could only take the initiative."

"I see, it's a coincidence."

"I'm sorry I messed up your house, I'll clean it up when I get back." Zhang Yueran said.

"Is this still a thing, but it's hard enough for your boyfriend, I admire you." I said.

After sending Dong Haichao to the police station and getting off the car, he said to the girl: "Wait for my news, don't mess around, if there is a breakthrough in the case, I will contact you as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." At this point, Zhang Yueran's fatigue was suddenly revealed, and the hair, which was already dry and obscure, suddenly withered again.

This is because for the sake of her boyfriend, she is always holding her breath, and when things are progressing, once the high tension for days is relaxed, the person's physical signs will appear weak, which is not necessarily a good thing.

At this time, it is necessary to let her drink a glass of sugar water, because people only feel the sweetness of the mood to stabilize, back to the house I poured her a glass of juice, after drinking it her pale face a little ruddy, after a while of rest we began to tidy up the room.

I was about to call for takeout after everything was done, Dong Haichao's phone call came in and he said: "Dao Chang, let me tell you two things, the ink ingredient has been found out, it contains epimedium weed, and it does have an aphrodisiac ingredient, but the chemist also said that this thing is a natural herb, and it also has the effect of increasing the concentration of ink, so it cannot be determined that he has illegal dispensing, and after the search and location of the signal source, it is certain that her boyfriend did send a text message in the Haicheng Food Factory, and we have now organized the police to investigate." ”

"Shall we go over then?"

"Wait for my news, it's not appropriate for you to go." After that, Dong Haichao said to me in a low voice: "There are indeed rumors that there are rumors that human sausages are sold in the Haicheng Processing Factory, but everyone thinks this is a rumor. ”