Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Eaten?
When the old priest heard this, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
16 years ago, the living conditions at that time were definitely much worse than now. If an old lady or grandfather who was on their way to work or passing by found this well-packaged meat..,
it was probably the most normal reaction to feel that they had picked up a great bargain and happily brought it home to cook and eat.
Moreover, although the taste of human meat was a little different from that of pork, there was no telling how big the difference was. Back then, there was a murderer who sold human meat as ostrich meat after he killed someone and even sold it for a long time, it was almost becoming a local specialty dish.
âIt wasnât until the meat on the RF was discovered that the person who picked it up chose to go to the police station to report it.â
Zhang Yanfeng lit a cigarette and continued:
âThe police set out to conduct an investigation. Since that day, the murderer has not lost any more meat. Also, we found about seven or eight households that had picked up meat. Two of them had not had the time to eat the meat yet and were taken back by us as physical evidence. The other five households had already eaten it.
âI think that there should be more people who had picked it up. Some of them might be too embarrassed to admit it and take the initiative to report it. Some of them might be the floating population nearby that we did not investigate and visit.â
Zhang Yanfeng blew out a smoke ring. âAt that time, I had only worked for a few years. It was the first time that I had encountered a case with such a bad plot.
âIf it was a simple murder and dumping of the body, most of it would be a passionate killing. And this murdererâs act of dismembering and dumping the body after killing for at least half a month was a deliberate playful attitude.
âUnfortunately..,
âAt that time, the Bureau had already tried their best,
âHowever, they were still unable to find the identity of the victim.â
Zhou ze also lit a cigarette and rubbed his temples. He said somewhat helplessly,
âThereâs nothing you can do about this case. Sixteen years have passed. Even if the girl who was killed turned into a baleful ghost, itâs impossible for her to exist for sixteen years.
âThere are no ghosts to ask. Moreover, according to your description, the probability of a pervert killing someone is higher. It doesnât belong to a supernatural event.â
Boss Zhou was good at doing things that ghosts did,
however, it was really difficult for boss Zhou to cosplay as a criminal police officer in a human-made case.
Zhou ze still had some self-awareness.
âHuman-made matters,âZhang Yanfeng said.
âSome things are hard to do with manpower.â
âThatâs good. Anyway, weâre not human anymore. Weâre ghosts now.â
ââ¦âZhou Ze.
Zhang Yanfeng licked his lips, âThe place where the murderer threw the body parts was on a small road near the small stone bridge. That road has been renovated a long time ago. It used to be an asphalt road, but now itâs a cement road. Moreover, the surrounding landmark environment, including shopping malls and some old units, have been relocated and changed.
âAfter all, the urbanization of Tongcheng in the past few years has indeed progressed too quickly.â
âThen thatâs it. Thereâs no way to investigate this case.â
Zhou Ze felt that it was necessary to end this topic. If it was an ordinary case, he would have helped out on account of Old Zhang. However, this case was simply an unsolved case.
Old Zhang wanted to satisfy the âFeelingsâhe had left when he first became a police officer after he became a ghost,
however, boss Zhou didnât want to waste his time running around aimlessly for this worthless feeling.
âLet me take you to the place where the body parts were thrown. How about it?âZhang Yanfeng looked at Zhou Ze with some anticipation. âMaybe youâll find something.â
Zhou ze pointed at his nose and asked,
âWho am I?â
âZhou Ze?â
Zhou ze shook his head.
âBoss?â
âIâm just a ghost. Iâm not a patrol inspector, nor a judge, nor am I the King of Hell. I really donât know what else I can find out about this case.â
At this moment,
xu Qinglang, who had just finished drawing the talisman, walked downstairs.
Zhou ze immediately changed the topic and shouted, âOld Xu, what do you want to eat for lunch?â
âI stewed pork trotters and stewed hoof flower soup.â
âIs it that oily?â
Zhou ze frowned.
âNo, itâs you guys who come to the hoof all day long,
âI thought you guys wanted to eat pork trotters, so I made more in one go.â
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At night, a car drove to a small road behind an old residential area near the small stone bridge.
Zhou Ze sat in the front passenger seat with a driverâs license in his hand. On It was Zhou Zeâs photo.
âWeâre here. Itâs here. Letâs go down and take a look, boss.â
Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to nod his head. Instead, he held the driverâs license and asked, âThatâs not right. Old Zhang, you just started work today. Did you manage to get through your connections so quickly to help me get the driverâs license?â
Even if everyone was giving him face as the new captain of the Criminal Police Department, it was impossible for him to get it out so quickly, right?
Thatâs right, old Zhang had given Zhou Ze this driverâs license. In exchange, Zhou Ze had no choice but to nod and agree to accompany him to the scene where the body was dumped 16 years ago.
âHehe, actually, I made it before I died. I forgot to give it to you and left it at my house. I secretly went back home in the afternoon and found it.â
Old Zhang rubbed his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
âHiss⦠So you didnât ask me for help this time, and you donât want to give it to me, right?â
âHehe, after all, this kind of thing doesnât conform to the rules. Anyway, you know how to drive. How should I put it? It doesnât conform to the law, but it does conform to the situation. Moreover, this also involves a cold case from 16 years ago. Itâs still worth it.â
Although boss Zhou was very dissatisfied with old Zhangâs attitude toward his superior, he still pushed open the car door and got out.
Boss Zhou, who had been caught several times without a license, still needed this license.
The road was not very wide. It was only a two-way lane, and there were street lights on the roadside.
Zhou ze stretched his body. Old Zhang pointed to a corner in front of him according to his memory and the file:
âThis is the place where the body was dumped, and the similar position under the street light in front, as well as the location of the manhole cover in front, is also the place where the body was dumped.
In addition to the investigation and investigation, the people who basically picked up the meat were all on this road.
In other words, sixteen years ago, after the murderer killed someone, he came here every day for at least half a month without a break to throw a piece of the body.â
Listening to Old Zhangâs detailed description and location marking,
even though boss Zhou still appeared to be a little careless on the surface,
but images seemed to appear in his mind.
A young woman had been killed,
as a result, her body was divided into pieces and scattered on this road.
If an ordinary person were to hear about this case, they would have already felt the cold wind blowing as they stood here.
Since he was here, there was no need to be too perfunctory. Zhou Ze walked along this road. Although this road was not wide, there were still quite a number of pedestrians and vehicles.
At this moment, Zhou Ze pointed to the street lamp on the other side. There was a small stall selling newspapers there. There was an old woman sitting there with her head lowered.
Her head full of silver silk swayed in the night wind, but she herself did not move at all.
âThat?âZhang Yanfeng frowned and asked worriedly, âIs it a Ghost?â
Zhou ze smiled. âYouâre already a ghost, why are you still afraid of Ghosts?â
âI havenât completely adapted to my new identity yet.â
As he said that,
zhang Yanfeng took the initiative to walk over and started chatting with the old woman.
After a while, Zhang Yanfeng walked back and said, âItâs just an old man who has a stall here selling newspapers. He has been setting up a stall here for many years.â
âThen help me block him.âAfter Zhou Ze said that, he squatted down.
Zhang Yanfeng stood beside Zhou Ze and blocked the eyes of the pedestrians and cars.
Zhou Zeâs fingernails grew out a little and then pierced into the road.
The black fog began to spread out,
but it only surrounded Zhou Ze and did not point in one direction.
Zhou ze pulled out his hand,
clapping his hands,
he said, âThereâs no aura of a ghost.â
The old woman who sold newspapers on the other side had raised her head at some point. While drinking from her cup, she looked at the position of Zhou Ze and Zhang Yanfeng.
It was as if she was curious about what the two of them were doing here in the middle of the night.
Zhang Yanfeng gritted his teeth, placed his hands on his waist, and looked around. He knew that this case was very difficult to solve, and it was basically impossible to solve. However, he always hoped to try it out in an inhuman way.
However, the reality was still so cruel.
Sixteen years ago, the young woman who was killed here, let alone finding her killer, had not even found out her identity.
She was like an invisible person,
she came to this world quietly,
then she left quietly.
As a police officer, old Zhang felt a deep sense of guilt toward this victim,
in old Zhangâs heart,
it was indeed a matter of life and death.
âDid you drop something?â
The old woman shouted.
âYes, I dropped something. Letâs look for it,âZhou Ze replied.
âWhat did you drop? A cell phone or a wallet?â
âI dropped a few pieces of meat,âZhou Ze said with a smile.
This old man was a living person, not a ghost.
The old woman chuckled and scolded, âI asked you out of kindness if you dropped anything, and you still teased me, Bad Yagui.â
âLetâs go, Old Zhang,âZhou Ze said.
Old Zhang nodded unwillingly,
he could only..,
leave.
When he returned to the study, it was only twelve oâclock at night. Boss Zhou was on duty until three oâclock in the morning. He met a ghost who came to his door and sent him to hell to complete a business. After that, he went back to his room with Yingying to sleep.
Generally speaking, Zhou Ze would sleep until about nine oâclock in the morning. After all, he slept late at night. But today, at seven oâclock, Zhou Ze was woken up by the White Yingying.
âWhatâs Wrong?â
Zhou ze asked,
he knew very well that Bai Yingying would not interrupt his sleep unless there was an emergency.
âBoss, old Zhang called. He said there was an urgent matter and asked me to wake you up.â
Bai Yingying said with a pout. She was very dissatisfied with old Zhang. In her opinion, nothing in the world was more important than her boss sleeping.
Zhou Ze wanted to curse,
could Old Zhang bring out some old case to demand me?
âHey.â
âBoss, sheâs dead, sheâs dead!â
âWhat?âZhou Ze was a little confused. âWho died?â
âDo you remember the old woman we saw selling newspapers last night?
She was found dead in her own house this morning!â
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