Chapter 8 Wooden Sticks BBQ

Author: Jane Qiu Se

Chapter 8 Wooden Sticks BBQ

Zhang Qian asked after answering the phone.

"Shanshan, why did you call me so early?"

"Come here on the night market street, I have something to do to ask you for help."

"What's wrong? Something happened again?"

Zhang Qian's eyebrows were furrowed, and a bad premonition appeared in her heart.

Yesterday, Wang Hao's crazy man told her that three people would die in the night market street next.

She was still a little skeptical at first, but judging from the current situation, it seems that she has really been criticized by Wang Hao.

Huang Shanshan seemed a little anxious.

"You come here and talk. I don't know how to describe it to you on the phone."

"Is it that strange?"

Zhang Qian asked.

Huang Shanshan hung up the phone and had no time to talk to her.

Zhang Qian put away her cell phone, sorted out her bag, picked up the book "Taiping Jing" under her pillow, put it in her bag, and then hurried out and drove to the night market street.

More than half an hour later.

Zhang Qian drove to the high corridor door of Night Market Street.

At this time, several cars from relevant departments had already parked at the door.

Huang Shanshan was standing under the door of the corridor waiting for her.

When the two met, Huang Shanshan hurriedly reached out and pulled Zhang Qian's hand into her.

Zhang Qian asked while walking.

"Shanshan, what exactly happened?"

"In the morning, we received a report from the barbecue restaurant owner in this night market street, saying that someone was dead in his store. After we came to block the scene, the boss collapsed, so I called you and asked you

Come here to help him with some psychological counseling so that he won’t have any trouble.”

The two of them didn't say anything anymore, and just accelerated their pace and rushed to the barbecue restaurant deep in the Night Market Street.

This barbecue restaurant, called "Happy Barbecue for Couples", was run by a young couple. It is located at the west end of Night Market Street and is in a better place.

When Zhang Qian followed Huang Shanshan over, the barbecue restaurant had already been put on a yellow cordon.

The owner of the barbecue restaurant is a middle-aged fat man about 1.75 meters tall. At this moment, he was slumped on a chair outside. He looked listless, but he was scared to the point of being pale and trembling all over.

Even his eyes were covered with bloodshot and his eyes were red, as if he was about to collapse and cried.

Zhang Qian did not rush forward to comfort her, but turned around and looked into the barbecue restaurant.

But just when she saw this, her face turned pale on the spot, and she felt a turbulent heart in her stomach, and she almost vomited out all the overnight dinner she ate last night.

It's just because of this in the barbecue restaurant.

A man was pierced from his mouth by a long wooden stick, pierced from his hips and placed on the barbecue rack, like a roasted suckling pig, placed on the barbecue rack.

This kind of barbecue grill is a large barbecue grill used in barbecue restaurants to cook suckling pigs and whole sheep. Just put things on and put charcoal in the lower trough to quickly make barbecue

Then, then

This scene...it really makes people feel terrifying and disgusting when you think about it!

"vomit……"

Soon Zhang Qian couldn't stand this disgusting feeling, so she ran to the side to hold the trash can, lowered her head and opened her mouth and spit it out.

Huang Shanshan quickly brought a bottle of mineral water, handed it to Zhang Qian, and reached out to pat her on the back.

Zhang Qian vomited for a while and felt her stomach feel more comfortable. She straightened her back and poured a few sips of water into her mouth.

Huang Shanshan's face turned pale.

"You know now why the barbecue restaurant owner is about to fall into the verge of collapse, right?"

"Have you found any clues about the murderer?"

"To be honest, it's here."

Huang Shanshan frowned, and a big question mark appeared on her face.

Zhang Qian asked.

"What a strange method?"

"We checked the surveillance and found that the deceased was about four o'clock last night, and he rushed over quietly. After he arrived, he went straight to the barbecue restaurant and then broke into the window."

"Then what?"

"And that's it! After he broke into the window, the surveillance in the store was shut down and nothing was taken. Until the morning, the owner of the barbecue restaurant came over and cleaned the store. He saw this scene.

It was him who reported the case, and we rushed over to block the scene."

Huang Shanshan explained the specific situation.

Zhang Qian was silent, and she had already linked this matter to the woman in white and red shoes.

But before the truth was clear, she dared not talk nonsense, and was afraid that Huang Shanshan would not believe it.

Huang Shanshan said again.

"The strangest thing is that we just went in and checked the scene. There were no signs of fighting or any signs of killing him. It was like the deceased stabbed himself and then put it on the barbecue rack."

"Shanshan, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

"Do you want to tell me that he was killed by a ghost?"

Huang Shanshan looked disbelief and thought Zhang Qian was joking with her.

Zhang Qian knew that it was useless to say too much, so she could only quickly change the topic.

"Shanshan, I suggest you go and find a Taoist priest or monk to help you see it. It is better to believe that this thing is not."

"Okay, stop kidding. Go and help the barbecue restaurant owner with psychological counseling, so as not to collapse and something happens to us in a while."

Huang Shanshan didn't take Zhang Qian's words seriously at all, but just urged her to urge her.

Zhang Qian shook her head helplessly and could only walk to the barbecue restaurant owner who was sitting there, and began to provide psychological counseling for him, soothe his almost collapsed mood.

More than an hour later, the barbecue restaurant owner calmed down.

Zhang Qian has finished her work and is ready to leave.

"hiss……"

But at this moment, something unexpected happened.

A harsh hissing sound suddenly sounded in Zhang Qian's ears, and then she felt her head heavy, then her eyes turned black, her eyes closed and she fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Her closed eyes kept undulating, as if she was having a nightmare after falling asleep...

When Zhang Qian opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that she was in a dim basement at this time.

She was wearing a white pajamas stained with blood.

There were countless scars on her body, and the worst was the scar on her chest, which was still oozing out blood.

She was tired and shrank in a corner of the basement, with her undressed face and disheveled hair, and was in a mess and terrible sight.

"This... this is... the basement in the TV screen last night."

"I became the woman who was beaten in the picture so miserable?"

Looking at the scenes in front of me, I felt the severe pain coming from my body.

Zhang Qian almost said this strange fact word by word.
Chapter completed!