The next morning, at dawn, Qin Nan was awakened by the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen.
The moment he stood up, he thought there was a thief at home, but at that moment, he remembered that Wu Haotian was also at home.
He rubbed his eyes. Wu Haotian was not on the sofa, but seemed to be chopping something in the kitchen.
Qin Nan slowly stood up and walked towards the kitchen where the lights were on. When he arrived at the door of the kitchen, he saw Wu Haotian chopping pork there.
There is also a pile of white flour placed on the side, seemingly preparing to make steamed buns.
When Qin Nan thought of the human meat bun yesterday, he couldn't help but started retching.
When Wu Haotian heard the noise outside, he turned around and saw Qin Nan retching while leaning on the wall.
Wu Haotian was also too nervous and hurriedly stepped forward to ask. When Qin Nan saw it, he was frightened and took two steps back because he was holding a sharp knife in his hand.
Wu Haotian realized something and quickly put down the knife in his hand and asked: "Brother Nan, what's wrong with you? I didn't disturb you."
Qin Nan touched his chest, swallowed and said, "No, it's okay. Are you making buns?"
"Well, the buns we ate outside were unhygienic and I didn't know what kind of meat they were, so I ran downstairs to buy vegetables early in the morning and planned to make the buns myself,"
"What time did you get up?!" Qin Nan asked with wide eyes.
"Five o'clock..."
"Five o'clock?! Is it so early?" Qin Nan looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was only half past six in the morning.
"I always get up this early. Grandpa asks me to get up at this time every day for a morning run," Wu Haotian said.
"Okay." Qin Nan shook his head helplessly.
About half an hour later, Wu Haotian had steamed the buns. Qin Nan and Song Yi agreed to go to the slaughterhouse in the back of Nanshan this morning to see if there were any clues.
Qin Nan simply cleaned up, and Wu Haotian also put the steamed buns that had just come out of the cage into the food bag, and then the two of them went out.
Last night, according to Qin Nan's guess, the murderer was most likely a butcher, because the murderer's killing method was very clean and neat.
With one stroke of the knife, a bone was completely chopped into two pieces. If it weren't for the traces, most people would think it was cut by something like a chainsaw.
Later, when Ma Xiaotao mentioned the possibility of a wet market, this idea was instantly rejected by Qin Nan. Ma Xiaotao was also a little unconvinced and asked him why.
Qin Nan asked her and Song Yi to go to the nearby vegetable market in the morning to see the weight of the knives used by the meat stalls and the techniques they used to chop meat.
Not long after, Qin Nan and Wu Haotian took a taxi to the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Song Yi and Ma Xiaotao also happened to be here at this time.
Seeing Song Yi stop the car, Qin Nan stepped forward and looked at Ma Xiaotao, the co-pilot, and asked jokingly:
"Xiaotao, what's up? I think the murderer is in the vegetable market."
Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes at him and said nothing. At this time, Song Yi on the side smiled and said:
"Xiao Tao got up very early this morning, ran to the vegetable market alone, and weighed all the butcher's knives again.
The murderer didn't see it, but a lot of scalers were caught."
Li Bing, who was sitting in the back, couldn't help but chuckle.
"Xiao Tao, do you still remember how much those knives weigh?" Qin Nan asked, suppressing his smile.
"One or two kilograms, there are only two that carry about two or three kilograms. I have memorized the ID number and store number of those two companies," Ma Xiaotao said.
"This weight is not enough." Qin Nan said.
"How much does it weigh? I've asked before. Even a butcher's knife weighs one or two pounds..." Ma Xiaotao argued.
Song Yi looked at the time and motioned for Qin Nan and Wu Haotian to get in the car.
When Ma Xiaotao saw the big bag of steamed buns, she swallowed back the rest of the sentence.
Wu Haotian handed the pile of buns to several people. In the car, only Li Bing and him were enjoying them. The other three people also shook their heads. However, Qin Nan saw that Haotian was working very hard.
I still endured the nausea and ate one, but I have to say, it tasted really good.
"You still remember the incisions on those bones, right?" Qin Nan opened the car window to get some air.
Ma Xiaotao looked out the window without saying anything, and Qin Nan continued: "Some human bones still have a knife mark near the incision. Among so many human bones, only three or four have this condition.
It proves that the murderer has been engaged in a certain type of work for a long time and requires frequent use of knives. Currently, I can only think of three: chefs, butchers, and butchers.
When the butcher in the vegetable market cuts the bones, take the tube bone as an example. Generally speaking, the butcher has to chop it two or three times more. There are still knife marks visible to the naked eye on that bone.
However, the cut surfaces of those human leg bones were very smooth, and only two other knife marks were seen, so the first step was to rule out the butchers.
Chefs are also very suspicious, because they usually have their own knives. Their heaviest knives can reach 3-6 kilograms. There are only a handful of restaurants around here that have those knives.
So the biggest suspect is the butcher. According to Haotian’s description yesterday, the butcher seems to be a practicing practitioner, and he is also relatively fat, and his features are closer to those of the butcher."
"Well, Lao Qin, you are becoming more and more like you used to be." Song Yi nodded and said.
Ma Xiaotao was silent at this time, looking straight ahead, not knowing what she was thinking...
At this time, in a suburb of Shuangqing City, Hei Buddha was reading the newspaper in his hand and drinking coffee.
At this time, he received a message on his mobile phone. After seeing this message, he couldn't help but frowned.
I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and then dialed Ma Xiaolu's phone number...
[Author's digression]: The event in this chapter is December 6