Chapter 130: Breaking the Cocoon into a Butterfly
Then for a moment, everyone turned their heads to the side, and then they couldn't hold back the nausea in their hearts, and they vomited. , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ . I really can't describe how I feel at the moment, if I have to describe it, then I'd rather take a bite of **** than touch this thing.
Immediately, several people vomited into a ball, as if they had been poisoned collectively.
The little brother saw that he had bitten off half of the 'meat' filling in the dumpling, and his face turned green in an instant, and the whole person lay on the table for fear of spitting out all his bitter gall. There are all kinds of smells mixed in the scene, which makes people really can't bear to breathe. I finally relented before I stared at the 'meat' stuffing again.
It is said that it is 'meat' filling, but it is not. This should be called a 'meat' block, not a 'meat' filling. In the middle of the dumplings, a piece of 'meat' about the size of the upper half of the thumb appeared in front of our eyes. And on this piece of 'meat', there is a 'milk' ~ head standing impressively, from the size and shape of this 'milk' ~ head analysis, it is not difficult for us to draw a conclusion.
This is the 'milk' ~ head, and it is a person's 'milk' ~ head.
And even if we can see the composition of this thing at a glance, I still have the last glimmer of hope, and said with some trembling: "This thing won't be, it won't be a person's 'milk' ~ head......"
But the world is so cruel, and Murphy's Law tells us that if you are worried that something bad is going to happen, then it will happen. When Guan Zengbin wiped the vomit off his mouth, he said with palpitations: "That's right, you guessed right, this is the person's 'milk' ~ head." β
The policeman had just straightened up, but when he heard Guan Zengbin's words, he suddenly vomited again.
When the old village chief saw this scene, he scolded: "You ruined girl, I don't usually see you make any mistakes, and the chain fell off at such a critical moment, where did you get these dumplings? β
The old village chief's wife is also in her fifties, but when the old village chief said this, she even wiped away her tears: "Evil, when I got up in the morning, I saw a pot of dumplings on the windowsill." I thought it was sent by the emerald 'flowers', who knew that this was a dumpling of human 'meat', how could I have thought of it......
Saying that, the aunt cried and shouted: "You are a thousand cuts, when you married me before, you said that you were good to me, and you said that you would coax me every day." It's okay now, I'm in my fifties, and you're picky, do you want to divorce me? Ever since you became the village chief, you've been yelling at five and six times, and you can't live this day......"
As soon as these words came out, the old village chief had no choice but to apologize again and again.
I hurriedly stopped this farce and quickly asked, "Auntie, when did you get the dumplings?"
The old lady glanced at the old village chief and said, "Young man, the eldest lady really doesn't know what's going on with this dumpling." At five o'clock this morning, the eldest mother got up, and I wanted to go out of the 'door' to see if the snow had stopped, and I saw that the eldest lady had put such a pot of dumplings on the windowsill. β
I patted the little policeman next to me on the back, and said with a nausea, "Can you tell me carefully about the scene when you saw this pot of dumplings?"
The old lady seemed to be very unhappy, she kept pinching the corners of her clothes with both hands, and said slowly: "I just saw a basin on the windowsill, and there was a plastic lid on the basin." It's not my thing, and I didn't see one before I went to bed last night. β
As she spoke, the old lady looked at me: "I just wanted to go over and see what it was, and when I lifted the lid, I saw that it was a pot of dumplings." You also know the weather here, and when you put the dumplings outside, it's like they're frozen. When I saw it, I thought someone had sent it, so I took it back to the house. β
I'm afraid I won't believe it, the eldest lady added: "Before, Cui 'flowers' sometimes did this, don't believe you ask the village chief." β
The old village chief nodded.
I asked again, "Auntie, did you see footprints when you went out?"
The old lady was afraid of the big ~ 'legs', and said: "Mom, there are no footprints in the yard." Yes, I didn't see any footprints when I went out. Could it be that it wasn't a person who gave us dumplings, but a ghost who put the dumplings on the windowsill? My mother, we didn't do anything wrong!"
The old village chief slapped the table and scolded: "What the hell is not a ghost, you are the wife of the village chief, why are you so 'superstitious' every day?"
I felt helpless and amused, and hurriedly said, "It's not a ghost, there was a lot of snow last night, and this person's footprints should be covered." The dumplings should have been on the windowsill last night, and by the time you wake up, the person is long gone. β
"But!" The old lady was still a little worried, and seemed to be a little scared: "But what is this person going to do, why do you want to bring us the dumplings of human 'meat', this, this is not the perverted murderer who did it." Evil, who would do such a thing, let's Tougouzi Village, or it's going to be peaceful!"
The old lady's words are to the point, Tougouzi Village is going to be uneasy.
I closed my eyes and ran my hands through my hair while contemplating a few cases of body dumping. At the beginning, the murderer threw a big ~ 'leg' on the side of the road at random. Then, the killer 'sticked' one arm into the snow. This is followed by last night's blood word, and today's people's 'meat' dumplings.
In fact, from the very beginning, the murderer seemed to want the police to pay attention to this matter. From the time he threw the first big ~ 'leg' on the side of the road, the murderer wanted us to see it. If the murderer really wanted to hide the body, he could have thrown it into the depths of the field, but the murderer did not do so.
But the murderer does not enjoy the pleasure of abusing and killing others~, so why does the murderer deliberately pretend to be a heinous murderer, and deliberately disguise himself as a pervert with a twisted heart~ What will the murderer deliberately attract the attention of the police?
There was a faint voice in my head telling me something, but the clue was broken by the most important link, and I couldn't connect the whole case.
"Pick out all these 'meat' fillings!" I looked at the pot full of dumplings and said to everyone, "We need to find out how much 'meat' there is here, and how much it will probably be the whole corpse." What part of the corpse are these 'meat' pieces, and who is the deceased?"
As he spoke, several people nodded.
The policeman didn't want to stay here anymore, so he had to hurry up and take the evidence back to the city bureau. Even the old village chief left him to eat and leave, but he said that he would not agree to anything. With the incident just now, it is estimated that he is about to vomit his stomach. Unable to resist the policeman, the village chief had to bring him a few cakes to eat on the road when he was hungry.
We squatted in the yard and began to pick out the 'meat' filling in the dumplings one by one in a basin. Judging from the number of dumplings, it is enough for seven or eight people to eat. A rough count of them yields an estimated number of about two hundred. The eldest lady didn't have a 'waste' fee, knowing that we young people ate a lot of raw food, which was to cook a total of more than 200 dumplings.
Judging from the 'meat' that came out of it, these 'meat' were not very minced, and it was appropriate to call them 'meat' pieces to be precise. But if you think about it, you can also know that if the murderer wants to chop people's 'meat' into 'meat' filling, it will definitely make the sound of chopping 'meat' filling, and the neighborhood will definitely hear it.
But if you want to make these 'meat' into 'meat' pieces, you don't need so much force. Looking at the number of dumplings, the murderer should have started cutting the 'meat' pieces to make dumpling fillings from yesterday afternoon, and then breaded dumplings. Looking at the size of this dumpling, if the murderer is the only one to complete it, I'm afraid it will take several hours.
I had suspected Lao Xia before, because Lao Xia was a butcher, and it was in line with the criminal profile. But when the dog appeared, I think the murderer may not be Lao Xia, but Er Xiao. Because the German blackback listens to his master's words very well, even if he is used, he will not happen to bite off the deceased's arm and not move other parts.
So I felt that the murderer should not be one person, but two, and I suspected that Er Xiao and Lao Xia joined forces to kill people. And the reason why I was silent was so that the two of them would not be suspicious. But now, Lao Xia and Er Xiao obviously won't have such time to do this kind of thing.
Judging from the dumpling skin, the skin is thin and fresh, and it is obvious that it is not a dumpling that has been left for a long time. If the dumplings are left for too long, the dumpling skin is easy to crack after thawing, but with so many dumplings, only a few dumpling skins are cracked.
So, who is this murderer, and why does every time I suspect someone, new evidence appears to interrupt my train of thought?
Several people were still picking on the 'meat' in the dumplings, and Gu Chen said: "There are so many dumplings, how many catties of this 'meat' have to be." β
We put these 'meat' in another big basin, which is already half a basin at the moment. Judging from these 'meat' pieces, it is actually difficult to tell whether it is human 'meat' or the rest of the 'meat' after being cooked.
Thinking of this, I said to everyone, "I said, you can just laugh secretly, and I only ate one." If the policeman's life is not so good, and he eats the 'meat' of the person with the 'milk' ~ head until the last, then this pot of dumplings will all fall into our stomachs, but I remember, everyone said that it was delicious......"
Hearing my words, several people changed their faces and changed their 'color', and Guan Zengbin even scolded: "Get out!"
But before the words fell, Guan Zengbin twisted his head and spit out again.
It wasn't long before we finally got all the 'meat' stuffing. In terms of appearance, only the 'meat' block has obvious human characteristics, and the rest of the 'meat' pieces have no obvious features. Except for the larger piece of 'meat' with the 'milk'~ head, the rest of the 'meat' pieces are relatively small. Presumably, the murderer did this on purpose. But what he didn't expect was that after only eating the second one, we ate this dumpling.
We can think of the picture that the murderer wants, when we eat more than half of it, someone eats a person's 'milk' ~ head, what kind of embarrassed expression will we have.
"Weigh it. β
I stood up and said to the old village chief.