I couldn't help but swallow when I heard this. Although I have been doing evil work for such a long time, I have seen many ghosts, and I can be considered a person who has gone through the storm, but at this time I still couldn't help but feel sick.
Those are all human flesh!
The living conditions twelve years ago must have been much worse than now. Those old men and women who were passing by found a piece of packaged meat on the road. They would definitely think that they had gotten a big deal and happily take it home to cook.
This is a very normal reaction.
Although I have never eaten this kind of meat, I know that it is not much different from ordinary meat. There was a murderer in the Soviet Union, and the couple killed people and made them into hamburger meat.
The cakes were sold for several years and no one ate them.
"Those pieces of meat were thrown by the murderer on the side of the road. It wasn't until one of the people who picked them up found human features on them that they called the police."
Jiang Zheng said this, his face turned slightly pale, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a heavy puff, and continued:
"I had just joined the police force at that time, and I immediately investigated the case after receiving it. However, the murderer never lost any pieces of meat since then. When we checked, we found that there were seven houses where pieces of meat had been picked up.
, the meat of three of them was placed in the refrigerator and was taken back to the police station as evidence before we could finish it. As for the other four, they had already finished eating.
Later, after repeated deductions, we found that there should be more people nearby who picked up pieces of meat. Some chose not to say it because they were afraid or embarrassed to admit it. In addition, there is a certain floating population near Shangyang Street, so we cannot guarantee that there are
How many pieces of meat have been picked up?"
Jiang Zheng held a cigarette in his hand, blew out a smoke ring, and then said: "Back then, I just graduated from the police academy. When I encountered such a big case, I dreamed about finding the murderer every day. We tried our best at that time, but
Nothing was found, not even the victim’s information.”
After listening to what he said, I rubbed my temples. I could understand Jiang Zheng's mood. He had just graduated from the police academy and was full of enthusiasm and energy. However, he encountered a case of such a vile nature as soon as he arrived at the police force.
There is no clue at all, which can indeed be a thorn in his heart.
But I understand, I understand, there is nothing I can do about this matter.
If this case had just happened, I could have called Zhang Zhong and asked him to wait until the ghost of the deceased went to the underworld to ask what was going on. But now that the person has been dead for twelve years, the victim
I don’t know where the girl’s ghost has gone, how can I find it?
I coughed and said to Jiang Zheng: "Captain Jiang, it's really not that I won't help you, but that this case has taken too long. You know that I am a shady person. If the victim's ghost has not entered the underworld, I will
I can help you ask, now that his ghost is no longer in the world, how can I ask?"
I paused and then said to him: "And this case is not a supernatural incident. It is most likely the work of a psychopathic guy, so I am not good at this kind of thing."
I am a spy from the underworld, I am good at dealing with ghosts, but it is not my responsibility to deal with murderers in the world. If I take care of some dogs who are suspected of playing mice.
Of course, this does not mean that I am cold-hearted. Of course, everyone should punish such a psychopathic guy.
But there are specialties in the profession, and I am not a policeman, nor do I have the professional means to handle cases, so I can't help at all with this kind of thing.
I still have this bit of self-awareness.
After hearing my words, Jiang Zheng felt a little embarrassed. He put out the cigarette butt in his hand and sighed: "This case has always been my heartache. It has been twelve years and I, the criminal police captain, are about to be transferred, but this case is still unsolved."
I’m not willing to accept being clueless.”
I don't know what to say, so I can only remain silent. I'm just a shady, just looking after ghosts. I don't understand the police at all. How can I help?
"Shangyang Street back then is completely different from before. It has been relocated, rebuilt, and even the road has been renovated." Jiang Zheng said a little weakly.
After hearing this, I feel it is necessary to end this topic. After all, I really have no good solution to this case, and it has been so long. I can't just agree to it because of Jiang Zheng's feelings. Besides, it can't be solved.
What.
"In this case, this case is really impossible to investigate." I spread my hands and said.
"I know, it's just that I have a knot in my heart. It's rare to meet you, Brother Li, today, which gives me some hope. How about we go to Shangyang Street later?" Jiang Zheng looked at me hopefully, "
Maybe we will actually find something when we go there."
Hearing his words, I shrugged helplessly. Knowing that he was still unwilling to give in, I had no choice but to go and have a look. Anyway, I had nothing to do. As for this case, I didn't even dare to think about it.
We walked out of the hotel at six o'clock in the afternoon. It was already dusk and the sun had set.
Jiang Zheng ordered his men to take Duanmu Qing back to the hotel. The guy had two bloody holes in his butt and it was difficult to move.
Xu Yang didn't drink today. He drove Jiang Zheng and me straight to Shangyang Street.
The car parked behind an old community. Jiang Zheng pointed to a dim streetlight in front of him and said, "That place was one of the places where corpses were dumped back then."
He pointed his finger in a circle and then said: "Later on our investigation and visit, the corpses all appeared on this street."
I took a look at Shangyang Street. This road is not wide. Even after it has been renovated, it still looks very narrow. The lights on both sides of the road are dim, making people's vision a little blurry.
Back then, the murderer would throw a piece of meat in this place every now and then, which meant that he had been doing this for at least half a month.
What on earth does that guy want to do?
Most murderers will quickly dispose of the body after killing someone, but that guy kept dumping the body for more than half a month. What's the point of this?
Or maybe that guy has some special perverted hobby?
I opened the car door and walked out. There were no pedestrians on the dim street, which looked eerie.
A young woman was killed and her body was cut into pieces and thrown on this road piece by piece.
If an ordinary person were standing here right now, he would definitely feel chilled in his heart, but I am not an ordinary person, and neither are the two guys behind me. They are police officers.
Looking forward along the dim street, I saw a small shop with lights on on the left side of the road not far ahead.
The door was open, and an old lady with white hair was sitting at the door.
At this time, the old lady also saw us, looked at us, and smiled at us with a toothless mouth.
A cold wind blew from nowhere in the dim street, whoop!
