Su Hao decided to wait and see what happens.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu SIR.

"Sir Liu, the case of the missing dancer is in charge of the serious crime team of our branch, right?"

Sir Liu on the other side of the phone was also a little curious, "Ah Hao, do you want to get involved?"

Su Hao shook his head, "SIR Liu, you misunderstood. I just finished assisting the miscellaneous affairs section of Yau Tsim Branch, so how can I have the energy to participate in solving the case."

Liu SIR was overjoyed, "Has the case over there been solved?"

"It's broken. Xiao Jiang, the head of their miscellaneous affairs department, should submit a case closure report to the top within the next two days."

"That's great, Ah Hao, you really didn't disappoint me. In this way, you can take a day off first and don't rush to work tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, you can come to my office after work and tell me the process of solving the case in person. I'm here There are also some cigars, I’ll give you a few to take home and smoke.”

After ending the call, Su Hao thought for a moment.

He didn't know when the alarm call from the owner of the photo studio was going to be made. He thought it wouldn't be too soon, otherwise it wouldn't be called one of the top ten strange cases.

But it's not good either.

If Situ Fabao receives a call from the owner of the photo studio in a few days, wouldn't it mean that he would successfully pick up a piece of credit?

This time is neither too soon nor too late. I think when this case became a hot topic, the photo studio owner saw the news and knew something was wrong, so he chose to call the police.

Su Hao sighed, it was really confusing.

If he went to Liu SIR alone now to ask for independent investigation rights to this case, Situ Fabao would definitely not give it up, and it would be difficult for Liu SIR to handle it.

If he solves a case as an agent of the Criminal Investigation Division of the branch, he is not willing to let the other party take the credit for nothing.

The shadow of Cheng Jiahui flashed across Su Hao's mind again.

It would be much more logical if he took over the case as a member of the Serious Crime Team of the Kowloon General Bureau.

On the second day, Su Hao went to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department and sat for an hour before returning home. After finishing his exercise at home, he was fully equipped to participate in the second meeting of the Ghost Story Association.

Still the same place, still the same van.

It's still the same restaurant.

But this time the meeting was much simpler. There was only one new person waiting to tell a story at the table in front, and there were already many different faces among the many audience members present.

Some members who attended last time did not come this time.

Su Hao found a seat at the end of the dining table and sat down quietly. The other two newcomers who participated with him last time were nowhere to be seen this time. He glanced around and looked at each other with Sichuan opera faces. He nodded vaguely to him.

Su Hao slowly calmed down.

This time we did not see the vice-president in tuxedo from last time. Instead, Sister Hua presided over the welcoming ceremony.

"Okay, today is Sunday. Not many people are here, and there is only one newcomer. Keep everything simple. I hope you can hear an interesting story."

Sister Hua clapped her hands.

The newcomer standing behind him slowly stepped out of the shadows.

He is about 1 meters tall, male, somewhat thin, with short hair. He wears a grimace mask, revealing his smooth chin and broad forehead.

The newcomer with a grimace spoke slowly, "I work as a security guard at a nightclub, and I often see some bartenders trying their best to please the guests. Whenever they are annoyed by the guests and escape from the bustling box, they will I would rush to the bathroom sink to smoke or cry, and sometimes I would vomit heartbreakingly."

"One time when I was on patrol, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning. Xiaohong was lying on the bed in a beautiful and revealing dress, vomiting wildly. The bathroom door was not closed, and I happened to see her with her little butt raised."

"I was kind-hearted, so I went in and handed her a tissue. After she took it, she not only didn't appreciate me, but also laughed at me with a mean look on her face, 'Watchdogs should just be watchdogs and don't want to please me, you know. I wonder how much a bottle of XO I just drank costs? You can’t even buy a bottle with a month’s salary as a security guard.'"

"I asked her why she treated me like this? She just snorted disdainfully and said she was the woman I could never get in my life. It would be a waste to let me look at her twice in vain. And next time, don't enter a woman randomly. Bathroom, be careful to complain to your superiors about me."

"These nightclub women have one face in front of the guests and another face in front of us. They have extremely hypocritical smiles on their faces and shamelessly sell their dignity and body. We are all born in poverty. I It’s true that I’m a security guard, but I also earn clean money, and no one is nobler than anyone else, so why should she look down on me?”

"So a few days later, I was still on night shift. Xiaohong was even more drunk this time. After vomiting for a while, she lay unconscious on the bathroom floor. I went up and shook her, and she was so drunk that her eyes I can’t even open it.”

Someone in the audience below curiously interjected, "So you picked up her body and took her back? And slept with her hard?"

A cheerful smile suddenly broke out in front of the dining table.

Bartenders and security guards are at the bottom of society. It would be wrong for a bartender to look down on security guards. You must know that there is no shortage of women in nightclubs as long as there are more handsome young security guards.

If nothing else, at least they have unique conditions for picking up corpses.

Some dancers feel insecure and seek shelter from security guards who look right at them.

Chapter 108: Butcher on a rainy night, fishing for law enforcement

The newcomer laughed awkwardly, "I helped her into my private car and continued to work. After work, I found her sleeping soundly in my car, so I took her back to my residence and tied her up with a rope. After she tied it up, I turned on the DV player and put it in front of her..."

Su Hao stared at the newcomer without blinking.

He was a little surprised at first. He didn't expect that he had just inquired about his news yesterday, and that the other party would send it to him today.

Ironically, Su Hao can't arrest him now.

In addition, there is also a doubt in my heart. The case of the Rainy Night Butcher has just been taken over by the Major Crime Team to investigate. What is this guy doing here?

Is it just to tell a true story?

Others gradually became excited and already guessed the next plot.

So an audience member asked: "Did you take a picture of her? How beautiful is that woman? If you play the video again on the spot, I will definitely give you full marks for this story."

The newcomer shook his head, "I fucked her first, and she woke up halfway through, struggling and screaming, and I stuffed her mouth directly, and then... Actually, I had a dream of being a doctor when I was a child, especially those wearing clothes Surgeons in surgical gowns, I envy them so much, and now I finally have a chance.”

"She's not too pretty, about seven or so. Most of the top dancers in nightclubs are kept by rich people, so they don't have to work hard to accompany them every day. However, her legs are very long and she is about 168cm tall."

At this point in the story, the style of painting began to change, and everyone seemed to smell an unusual atmosphere.

So someone asked, “What then?”

The newcomer continued: "Then I took out the surgery box prepared at home and performed a full-body surgery on her little by little. By the way, I have anesthesia..."

"Mad, are you a beast?"

At that moment, someone at the dining table slapped the table and jumped up in anger.

Some people like this story, and of course some people don't.

"Be quiet, be careful, he is just telling a story, if you dare to verbally attack a newcomer, you will be dragged out directly."

Sister Hua stood up and glanced at the other party.

Immediately outside the door, two security guards with huge waists and black suits ran in. They stood motionless behind Sister Hua and stared at everyone. They glanced at everyone with cold eyes, and the noisy atmosphere in the conference room immediately quieted down.

Although the vice president who used to preside over the meeting is not here, Sister Hua still has the ability to give orders.

"Newcomer, please continue..."

Sister Hua made an inviting gesture towards him.

The newcomer with a grimace shook his head, "Since some people are disgusted, I won't go into the specific process. My story is finished."

Someone in the audience asked: "What happened to Xiao Hong in the end?"

The newcomer answered slowly, "I made her head into a specimen, and I carefully kept one of her legs in the freezer. As for the other parts, I put them in black plastic bags... and threw them away."

"vomit……"

Someone at the table couldn't stop retching.

With such a perverted and heavy-tasting story, even some people in the Ghost Stories Association can't stop it.

"Okay, now let's start grading the stories of the newcomers in this issue."

"I give it a 9. The story is very authentic. I believe everyone has been reading newspapers these days. The thriller is also good. I just didn't see the commercial aspect. Otherwise, I would have given it a 10."

The score of nine points is already very high, and the story of Renrou Dumplings last time was only nine points.

One is strong in the authenticity of the story, and the other is strong in the potential commercial value.

"I would rate it an 8. The authenticity and thriller are both good, but the commercial nature is a bit poor."

"I scored 7."

"8 points..."

The people at the table raised their hands one after another, and the remaining half of the people did not raise their hands, either because they did not approve of the storyteller's behavior, or for some other reason.

Not raising your hand means abstaining.

More than half of the voters voted, and the scores were not low. If there were no accidents, this new member joining ceremony was considered a complete success.

"Okay, on behalf of the Ghost Stories Association, I officially approve your joining. In the face of everyone's doubts, can you explain your purpose of joining the Ghost Stories Association?"

Sister Hua made the decision and approved the other party’s membership.

The newcomer with a ghost face hesitated for a while, then raised his head again and said: "I want to use these specimens and videos in my hands to exchange for a chance of asylum. I don't want to go to jail."

The people below immediately retorted: "How is this possible? Your case has been officially opened for investigation by the Serious Crime Team of the Kowloon City Branch. Who dares to protect you? Unless he is willing to risk his reputation and ruin his reputation. Also, you have traded it The chips are too low.”

The newcomer thought for a while and then said: "Then I will exchange for an opportunity to help me run away at any time in the future. Just send me out. It can be anywhere in the southeast overseas."

The man shook his head again, "You still don't have enough chips. The taste of the things you have is too strong. People who like it may like it, but most people won't be interested. Of course, your story is indeed wonderful. .”

After being rejected repeatedly, the newcomer with a grimace became slightly excited, "Then I will use these things in my hand to exchange for money, and I can find a way to escape on my own, right? I don't just have a specimen in my hand."

This time no one objected.

After all, the concept of money is very abstract. 1 is money, and 10 is also money.

The middle meal process is omitted, and the transaction process is reached in a blink of an eye.

After Su Hao and the Sichuan Opera man looked at each other, they still chose Room 3 this time.

If there are three newcomers in this period, the three rooms in the front will definitely be reserved for the newcomers. Others can also choose the rooms at the back if they have trading intentions.

There is only 1 new member today.

Su Hao sat in Room 3 for a while. A man in a Sichuan opera mask came in carrying a black canvas bag and placed the canvas bag directly on the coffee table.

The upper zipper was opened and Su Hao glanced at it. It was filled with dozens of bundles of banknotes.

The other party asked straight to the point: "When will you take action?"

"Within 3 days."

"Very well, I'll give you the 20 advance payment first. If you accept the money and don't do anything, you should know the consequences. Anyone who breaks the rules will be wiped out by the power behind the entire Ghost Story Association. In fact, this perverted murderer just now Our association is also capable of protecting him, but it’s just not worth it.”

Su Hao pulled the canvas bag towards him, thought about it and said, "This is an advance payment. I don't have to return it no matter whether it succeeds or not. If I fail, it will be equivalent to the settling-in allowance for me, right? "

The Sichuan Opera man nodded, "Yes, if you succeed, all the discoveries and props inside will be handed over to us. You can keep it secret in private, but after we find out..."

“What if I fail, but I survive?”

The Sichuan Opera man stared at Su Hao behind the mask for a while, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you stay inside for one night and come out alive after eight o'clock in the morning, you can terminate this deal. Of course, what you saw and heard inside will not be the same as Any gains you make must be shared with us, and 20 yuan is also your reward, is it fair?"

"It's fair, okay, I accept it."

"Then I'm waiting for your good news. After you arrive at the Dafugui Opera House, go to the guard room and find the gatekeeper inside. He is a mute. He will take you in. It doesn't matter if you go in alone or with two people. In short, we There won’t be any additional money separately.”

After the Sichuan Opera man finished speaking, seeing that Su Hao did not object, he looked at him deeply and slowly exited the room.

Su Hao opened the canvas bag and counted the Hong Kong dollars tied together inside. The number of 20 was correct.

The first purpose of coming here today has been accomplished.

He stayed in room No. 3 for a while longer, finally looked at the alarm clock on the wall of the room, and walked out with the canvas bag.

There were still several expressionless security personnel wearing masks and black suits standing in the corridor at the door.

He stood at the door of Room 1 for a moment, and when no one stopped him, he opened the door and walked in.

The newcomer with a grimace was still sitting calmly on the sofa behind the coffee table.

Su Hao sat down across from him and smelled a very pungent smell of formalin in his nose. Most people could not distinguish this smell. Only people related to medicine or working in hospitals knew about it.

Su Hao learned relevant knowledge in the police academy training class before graduating.

Formalin is colorless and transparent in appearance. It has the functions of antisepsis, disinfection and bleaching. It is generally used to preserve corpses.

The newcomer with a grimace looked up at him and asked, "Are you here to buy specimens or videos?"

Su Hao smiled at him, took out 5 Hong Kong dollars from the canvas bag and placed it on the coffee table, "No, I'm here to ask you to kill someone."

"I'm not a killer."

The newcomer with a grimace glanced at the Hong Kong dollars on the coffee table.

Su Hao said firmly: "But you are short of money, so running away will cost a lot of money, right?"

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