Jin Tang

Chapter 51
Eager to confirm his guess, he found a long stick from the room, opened the door and wanted to walk towards the open ditch near the garage.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" The fox didn't know, so he stopped Mo Yang, "What are you doing in that stinking ditch in the middle of the night? Do you suspect that Chef Liu abandoned the body there? That's impossible." Yes, there are refugees looking for things every day, if they were left there, they would have been discovered long ago.”

"Do you still remember the bones that the refugees ate when we were in the ruined temple? Those were human bones, which these refugees found in the open ditch." Mo Yang pressed his chest that was throbbing, "If Chef Liu The boy's meat was chopped into minced meat and wrapped into mustard cakes, as for the bones, he couldn't chop the bones too, it would be too costly."

"So it's very possible to throw them into the open ditch and let those victims pick them up, so that the corpses will be completely destroyed." The fox pressed his chest, "No wonder we can't find any trace of those boys, this... This has all fallen into people's stomachs, how can I find it!"

Mo Yang's lips were tightly closed. Even in the modern age with advanced technology, the most important thing to deal with after a criminal murder is the dead body. As long as the dead body cannot be found, it will be difficult to determine the nature of his murder.

Influenced by movies and TV shows, Mo Yang has heard that there are various ways to dispose of corpses, but Chef Liu's is really unexpected. This method is too horrifying and unacceptable.

In the bitter cold wind, Mo Yang walked very fast. Holding the fire stick he found at the gangster's house and a broken fishing net, he stopped by the open ditch near the car dealership.

In this era, every residential area and every street will dig sewage canals to lead to the river outside the city.

Next to every street, and next to the walls of every square, there are sewage channels, and most of them are open drains.

Fortunately, it is winter now, and although the smell is still bad, at least there are no flies that are infesting.

Mo Yang cut off a piece of fabric from his inner shirt with a dagger, made a mask for himself and put it on his face.

Although the anti-odor effect is not very good, it is better than nothing.

At this point in time, the dirt generated by the car dealership and nearby shops that day is still in the open ditch.

Because those refugees will not risk the curfew to come to pick them up, they usually go to the open ditch early the next morning to look for items or food that can be used again.

Mo Yang probed the open ditch with a fire stick and found something hard like a bone, so he fished it out with the broken fishing net.

Mo Yang's luck was still good, and after a while, a pile of dirty things piled up at his feet.

This pile of dirty things is black and tangled together in a mess, nothing can be seen, there are a few stone-like things inside, Mo Yang pulled them out with a fire stick, stepped on the hard ones lightly .

It looks like a bone... Mo Yang muttered to himself.

He didn't care about the dirt, he bent down to pick up a piece, squeezed it in his hand and felt it.

It is indeed different from stones. It has many edges and corners, irregular shapes, and the surface feels a little prickly.

However, after observation, these bones have a common feature, that is, they all have a very smooth cut surface, as if cut directly by a sharp tool.

Mo Yang took off his shirt, wrapped up the bones, and quickly returned to his rented house, putting the pack of bones and the box together.

At this point, the situation became very clear. These gangsters and gangsters sent the children they bought or robbed to Wang Ba, and Wang Ba handed these children over to the Taoist priests of Baiyun Temple.

For some unknown reason, these Taoist priests cut off the penis of these boys, and then handed over the corpses to the gangsters, who then transferred them to Chef Liu, who then handled the corpses.

And his method of treatment is to cut the flesh and bones of these corpses, and throw the large bones into the open ditch. Anyway, the victims will take these bones home and eat them, thus avoiding the risk of the entire corpse being discovered.

"Why don't you take that Chef Liu back and interrogate him?" the fox asked ruthlessly.

"It's not the time yet, we can't startle the snake." Mo Yang pondered for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

Now they have captured Wang Ba, and Wang Ba's disappearance has aroused the other party's vigilance.

It's just that in this time of famine, and Wang Ba's personality is quite flamboyant, and he has recently been caught in the power struggle of the car dealership, the messenger behind the scenes cannot be too sure that someone is targeting the boy's disappearance.

But if Chef Liu is also taken away now, and the two related personnel disappear, it will definitely alarm the mastermind behind the scenes and let them know that someone is investigating them. The deeper you lurk, the more difficult it is to catch the other party later.

What's more, Chef Liu disposed of the corpse afterwards, so he can only be regarded as an accomplice at most.

In order to reduce the incidence of missing boys, we still need to solve the problem from the source.

Without the children's corpses, Chef Liu would naturally have no human flesh and bones to deal with.

In the next few days, Mo Yang and the fox really suffered a lot.

The fox can no longer nest in Wanniang's place for pleasure, he spends his days in the dead woods, hoping to catch the Taoist and find more clues.

And Mo Yang is also uncomfortable. Apart from completing the daily tasks of the car dealership, he can no longer face up to the diet of the local brand.

He even misses the modern hospital a few times, it would be great if he could do gastric lavage.

So in the past few days, he has completely relied on some fruits, steamed cakes and other foods that Rong'er brought him to satisfy his hunger.

However, Mo Yang remembered that he had read popular science in the criminal investigation drama he had seen, saying that human flesh is different from pork, beef, and mutton, and it will turn sour after steaming for a long time, so it is easy to identify.

And the food with meat that he ate these days didn't turn sour, which can also let him comfort himself, what he ate should be fine.

But then he thought, if Chef Liu had mixed the minced meat with human flesh, and added a little bit from time to time, it would be difficult to identify and judge.

That night, after Mo Yang returned to the rented house as usual, while enjoying the noodle soup cooked by Rong'er, the fox hurried in with the cold air.

"Rong'er, bring me a bowl too, I've been terribly cold this day." The fox rubbed his hands and smiled at Rong'er.

Then he sat down opposite Mo Yang, and kept on being silly.

Smelling the smell of alcohol on the fox, Mo Yang paused and asked, "Did you just come back from Wan Niang's place?"

(End of this chapter)