Daughter-in-law

Chapter 297 Extra Corpses
A headhunter in the underworld, although not a very high status, but after all, he is much stronger than the general underworld.

I really didn't expect that Zhang Zhong would be a head catcher. What made me even more curious was how he got off the head catcher back then.

"Then how did you become a bad guy?" I couldn't help but ask him the question in my heart.

Hearing what I said, Zhang Zhong smiled wryly, and then said: "It's nothing, it's just that he was betrayed by his brother because he meddled in a business."

Zhang Zhong smiled far-fetched, I could see that this matter was not as easy in his heart as he said.

Just looking at Zhang Zhong's attitude, it was obvious that he didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't continue to ask.

Although I was curious in my heart, this matter was a scar in Zhang Zhong's heart after all. I couldn't do such a thing by uncovering other people's scars to satisfy my own curiosity.

The car headed straight for the southern suburbs of Liangcheng. They had already driven out of the urban area and came to a wasteland on the outskirts of the city. There was a small bridge in front of the road, and under the small bridge was a dry river.

At this time, the river was full of policemen, all of them busy and busy, and there were many ordinary people watching the excitement around.

Looking at the situation, I know that this is the place where the bones are buried as Jiang Zheng said.

Zhang Zhong stopped the car on the side of the road, and we walked forward. This place has been cordoned off, and the police inside are busy all the time.

As soon as I walked in, Jiang Zheng walked out with a gloomy face and let us in.

When I walked inside, a stench hit my face, so bad that I almost didn't spit it out.

A large hole had been dug by the police on the bank in front, and there were more than a dozen mortuary bags around it.

The perverted old guy sat slumped on the ground at this moment, staring at the front with his eyes wide open, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It's not me, I didn't kill these people, I only killed one damn thing, how could there be so many, how could there be so many." The old man kept muttering, looking at the corpses in his eyes Surprisingly full of crazy joy.

"He came to identify the place where the corpse was buried. That's the place. We did dig up a female corpse, but it was already highly corrupted. There was only a skeleton left, and the identity could not be identified. The old man said that he was just a random corpse. The person who killed him, so I don’t know who the deceased is.” Jiang Zheng said to me, frowning.

I nodded. Back then, the old guy seemed to have lost his mind and went crazy. He killed someone randomly, and he didn't know who he killed.

After so many years, only bones are left of the body, and it is somewhat difficult to find out the identity of the deceased.

But now that science and technology are so advanced, I believe that genetic comparison should be able to figure out the true identity of the deceased, and there is a process.

"Then what happened to these corpses?" I looked at those corpses and asked Jiang Zheng.

At this time, Jiang Zheng was visibly haggard. He looked more than ten years older, with dark circles on his eyes and an unshaven beard.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and said: "Who the hell knows, I thought there was only one corpse here, but who knew that more and more were dug, and the female corpse was also dug out now." sixteen."

I frowned, feeling a little sympathetic to Jiang Zheng, who would probably collapse when encountering such a thing.

"I think this is a bit abnormal, so I'll let you see if there's anything wrong." Jiang Zheng said.

I nodded and walked to the side of the old man.

This guy is a felon. He was sitting on the ground in handcuffs and shackles, looking at the front and giggling.

"Did you do this?" I asked him.

The old man looked up at me with a strange look in his eyes.

"You're a bad guy, do you think I did it?" He asked me with a smirk.

I frowned, this old guy is already at the terminal stage of cancer, so he is not afraid of death, even though he knows that I am a errand, he is not afraid, just with a hint of joking.

His attitude made me very uncomfortable, and I wanted to give him two slaps.

But now there are policemen around, it's not convenient for me to make a move.

I glanced at Zhang Zhong and Xiao Bai, they immediately understood what I meant, walked over, and blocked the old guy.

I squatted down and didn't hit him. Hitting him with a twisted and perverted guy like this is useless at all, but it will give him a kind of pleasure.

I stretched out my hand, and the nail on the index finger of my left hand suddenly grew longer, and then stabbed towards his arm.

I sent streams of Yin Qi into that old guy's body.

At first this guy didn't respond, he just looked at me and kept sneering.

But as the Yin Qi kept pouring in, he finally couldn't take it anymore, his body froze suddenly, and his face became distorted.

Yin Qi enters the body, and it is his ghost that is tempered. Although this old guy is no longer afraid of physical torture, he absolutely cannot bear the pain of this Yin Qi entering the body to refine his soul!

The old guy was already lying on the ground, and his whole body was twitching non-stop as if he was being shocked by an electric shock.

His mouth was open, trying to yell out, but how could I make him yell out.

Jiang Zheng, who was next to me, looked down and frowned. He didn't say anything, but instead walked over and blocked me a little bit more tightly.

I stuck my fingers into the old man's arm for 5 minutes, then let go.

I'm sure I won't kill him, but I definitely won't make him feel better.

This kind of perverted guy deserves some torture, so I won't be soft in the slightest.

I withdrew my fingers, and the old guy was lying on the ground, panting like a dog.

Now he looks at me with eyes full of fear, and he no longer has the arrogant look just now.

I am very satisfied with his performance now, it would be nice to be obedient earlier, why should he be tortured like this.

"Can we tell now, did you kill these people?" I asked him.

"It's not me, it's really not me. I don't know how these corpses came from. I just buried that girl here casually. I really don't know anything else!"

Hearing my words, the old man quickly waved his hands and said loudly.

I nodded, stood up, and stopped looking at the old guy, because I knew that he wasn't lying, except for the girl, these people really didn't kill him.

He was terminally ill and he was dying. It didn't matter if there was one more murder or one less, so there was no need for him to lie.

And with my means, I don't think he dares to lie, unless he wants to experience the feeling of refining ghosts.

Since this old guy is not the murderer, who is the murderer?

Looking at the body bag in front of me, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly thought of that massage parlor!

There are many pieces of meat of unknown origin in the refrigerator of the massage shop, and some of them have been stored for many years. Are those pieces of meat from these corpses?
(End of this chapter)