"What are you talking about? How could this be human flesh?" Jiang Xue looked at me in confusion, and couldn't help but pick up a piece of braised pork and look at it carefully.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suppressed my nausea and said, "I think I know where the host and singer's meat went."

Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou glanced at me in surprise, and then involuntarily turned their attention to the food on the table.

Jiang Xue seemed to have thought of something, and immediately threw away the braised pork in her hand, then stood up suddenly, covering her mouth and ran out of the room.

I sighed slowly, this girl Jiang Xue is unlucky... But there is nothing wrong with eating human flesh. Human flesh is often healthier than pork...

"You... how did you tell that this was human flesh?" Zhao Jiyou hadn't recovered from the scene just now, and he pointed at me in surprise and asked.

I hesitated and said: "I am a forensic doctor. I have come into contact with many corpses, and I have already kept the structure of human skin in mind. The skin of human flesh is much thinner than that of pork. If it is ordinary braised pork, I will not feel nauseated.

I come into contact with corpses every day, so I can clearly distinguish the difference between human flesh and pork."

"And...this meat was brought by Mu Chengzhi!"

"The stolen limbs of Yang Zhiyu and He Lin were done by Geng Yangqiu, but Geng Yangqiu had already died at that time. In other words, someone manipulated Geng Yangqiu's body to do all this. According to our clues, the manipulation

The person holding his body is most likely Mu Chengzhi!"

"No...no, comrade police, what are you talking about? What happened to Cheng Zhi?" Tan Xinlian still didn't recover, and looked at me in shock.

I slowly shook my head and whispered "call the police" to Jiang Bing and then looked at Tan Xinlian.

"Auntie, when was the last time Mu Chengzhi came to your home?" I asked in an extremely polite voice.

Tan Xinlian told us in retrospect: "On May 23, he brought this meat to me at that time. What on earth... happened?"

Jiang Bing and I looked at each other, and then continued to ask: "Then do you know... where Mu Chengzhi lives?"

Tan Xinlian thought for a moment, then nodded.

We all looked happy, and I asked anxiously: "Where does Mu Chengzhi live?"

"When Cheng Zhi came to my house before, I asked Cheng Zhi where he lived, but Cheng Zhi deliberately avoided the question. I was very curious. I asked Cheng Zhi seriously that time, and Cheng Zhi knew that he didn't

I wouldn't give up if I told him, so he told me that he lives in a villa at the foot of the mountain in the west of the city." Tan Xinlian pondered for a moment and said.

As soon as the words fell, Tan Xinlian became nervous and looked at us pleadingly: "I beg you to tell me, what happened to Cheng Zhi? Did Cheng Zhi do something illegal?"

The three of us looked at each other and did not answer Tan Xinlian's question.

Tan Xinlian's daughter Yao Yulu is no longer here, and now the godson she cares about most, Mu Chengzhi, has become the murderer of a series of murders. How can we possibly tell Tan Xinlian the truth?

If Tan Xinlian knew about it, there is no guarantee that she would not be too sad.

Jiang Xue, who had been vomiting, rubbed her belly and walked in from the outside. Her face was extremely pale, and you didn't need to think about it to know how uncomfortable she was vomiting outside.

Jiang Bing and I exchanged glances, and I nodded in understanding.

I stood up and quietly pulled Jiang Xue aside and whispered, "We know Mu Chengzhi's location and we're going to rush there now. You watch Tan Xinlian here and wait for the police to arrive."

The reason I did this was because I was afraid that Tan Xinlian would tip off Mu Chengzhi, and in that case we would be alerted.

Jiang Xue was a little unhappy and wanted to go with us, but she also knew the importance of the matter, so she curled her lips and agreed.

After the explanation, Jiang Bing, Zhao Jiyou, I stood up and left Tan Xinlian's house.

Tan Xinlian was at a loss and wanted to stop us to ask what was going on, but was stopped by Jiang Xue.

After leaving Tan Xinlian's house, Jiang Bing quickly got into his car without saying anything. I wanted Jiang Bing to drive Jiang Xue's car so that we could sit down. But Jiang Bing didn't give me a chance to answer at all.

Zhao Jiyou also consciously ran to the back seat. I didn’t say anything more and got into the passenger seat silently.

Although Jiang Bing's car drove steadily, his driving skills were no worse than Jiang Xuebei's. Shifting the gear, accelerator, turning, and reversing were all done in one go.

The car started to move, and the three of us felt particularly heavy.

The stumps that Yang Zhiyu and He Lin had never found were found at Tan Xinlian's house. If we had not arrived in time, maybe the meat had been eaten by Tan Xinlian!

But what makes us all puzzled is that Tan Xinlian regards Mu Chengzhi as her godson. They have taken care of each other and depended on each other in the past few years. Why did Mu Chengzhi feed Tan Xinlian the minced meat of Yang Zhiyu and He Lin?

This answer may only be known by finding Mu Chengzhi.

Just as we were driving onto the main road, several police cars suddenly came towards us. Only then did I realize that it was Jiang Bing who had just called the police.

Everyone in the criminal police team knew Jiang Bing's car, and they all stopped when they saw Jiang Bing's car.

My heart was in my throat, and I was afraid of meeting Fang Ju. If we met Fang Ju at this time, there was no guarantee that Fang Ju would not scold us.

What surprised me was that the person who got out of the car was actually Wang Zhigang.

I pondered for a moment and asked Jiang Bing to stop the car first. After the car stopped, I opened the door and walked to Wang Zhigang.

"Xiao Zheng, are you crazy? Didn't the Bureau say that you won't be allowed to intervene in this case? How can you still..." Wang Zhigang saw the disbelief written on my face, then pulled me aside and whispered: "You

You'd better go back quickly, and the Bureau will resume your duties after this case is over."

I smiled at Wang Zhigang, accepting his kindness, and then grabbed the gun he had on his waist.

Wang Zhigang was stunned for a moment and looked at me in panic: "Why are you taking my gun?"

As I walked towards Jiang Bing's car, I said to Wang Zhigang: "Brother Wang, I'm sorry. If something happens, just say it was me who took your gun!"

After finishing speaking, I got into Jiang Bing's car without waiting for Wang Zhigang to speak. Jiang Bing tacitly started the car again and headed towards the west of the city.

On the way, I held the gun tightly, my palms full of sweat, and my legs kept shaking, trying to calm myself down.

Jiang Bing used his driving skills to the extreme, and his speed could be described as fast. The drive that originally took half an hour only took fifteen minutes.

We have been to the west of the city more than once, and we clearly know that there is a villa in this area at the foot of the mountain.

When Jiang Bing parked the car steadily in front of the villa, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It’s time to learn more about the cases that have been in the dust for two years and the May 7 Dismemberment Case.

I put the gun on my waist and followed Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou out of the car.

"Here..." Zhao Jiyou, who had just gotten out of the car, couldn't help but frown.

I looked at Zhao Jiyou nervously: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Zhao Jiyou slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them and said in surprise: "Corpse Qi!"

"Corpse Qi?" I looked at him doubtfully.

Zhao Jiyou nodded solemnly: "The corpse aura in this place is very strong. If I guess correctly, there must be people who are proficient in raising corpses living in the villa. Maybe there will be living corpses inside..."

When Zhao Jiyou said this, a cold feeling spread from the soles of my feet throughout my whole body. I reached out to my lower back and grabbed the pistol attached to my lower back. Now this is the only thing that can make me feel safe.

While Zhao Jiyou and I were talking, Jiang Bing took out a cloth bag similar to what Zhao Jiyou was wearing from the back seat of her car.

At this time, I no longer cared about what was inside her, but thought for a moment and took out the pistol pinned to my back.

After a slight hesitation, I handed the pistol to Jiang Bing, who was aside, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Take this, it may come in handy later."

Jiang Bing glanced at the gun in my hand and smiled slightly without taking it: "It's more appropriate for you to hold it."

I opened my mouth to refute Jiang Bing, but was stopped by her heavy expression.

I put the pistol on my back again and took a look at the door of the villa. I was surprised to find that the door of the villa was not locked at all, but was half open.

Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou looked at each other, then carefully opened the door of the villa and slowly walked in.

This time I felt that I was a bit redundant, but I still followed them slowly and quietly into the villa.

This villa seems to have been unoccupied for a long time, and the weeds in the yard have grown up to my knees.

The villa was so quiet that it felt a bit eerie, with a yellowish light shining everywhere in the darkness.

The three of us looked at each other, and finally unanimously set our sights on the villa in front of us.

The villa was illuminated by yellowish lights, and standing outside the villa we could vaguely see a person sitting at the dining table in the center of the villa.

Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou looked heavy and walked slowly and quietly towards the villa. Following them, I couldn't help but nervously put my hands on my lower back and touched the pistol on my lower back.

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The door to the villa was still half open. Zhao Jiyou stretched out his hand and pushed it open gently.

But what we never expected was that when the door of the villa was just pushed open and we took a step forward, the door of the villa was closed again with a 'bang' for some unknown reason.

This sound made me extremely nervous. I held the pistol tightly on my waist, believing that I would draw the gun if someone jumped out.

Whether it hits or misses is another matter.

What surprised me was that Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing showed no signs of nervousness at all. Their faces were calm and their eyes were looking around the villa. Their hands reached into the cloth bag with great understanding.

I don't know why they have such a tacit understanding now, but I know that now is definitely not the time to think about this.

Just when we were hesitating whether to move forward, we suddenly found that the door of a house in the villa was opened, and a young man walked out of it.

None of the people who came out were strangers to us, but rather very familiar.

He is the mastermind and ultimate murderer of the entire case - Mu Chengzhi.

There was a faint smile on Mu Chengzhi's face. He walked towards the dining table in the center of the living room and said with a smile: "If you can find this, can I guess that you already know who the murderer is?"

Mu Chengzhi acted very calmly, but the calmer he was, the scarier I felt.

I exhaled slowly, moved the hand on my lower back and tried to calm myself down: "The murderer... is you!"

"No." Mu Chengzhi moved the chair at the dining table back and sat on it and said easily: "I am not the murderer. The murderer of all this is that bastard Geng Yangqiu!"

"If Geng Yangqiu hadn't caused trouble to innocent people and provoked Yulu, how could the current situation have happened?"

When he talked about Yao Yulu again, a ferocious and heartbroken expression appeared on Mu Chengzhi's calm face.

Perhaps Mu Chengzhi knew that his expression had become a little scary. He took a deep breath to gradually calm down, and then pretended to be relaxed and looked at us: "I'm very surprised, how did you know the murderer?"

be mine?"

"Even if you do everything perfectly, you can't escape the eyes of justice. Geng Yangqiu made the case flawless two years ago, but in the end there were still clues..." Jiang Bing spoke slowly, his voice cold and unusual.

But before Jiang Bing could finish what he said, Mu Chengzhi, who was sitting at the dining table, became furious.

"Bullshit righteous eyes! Bullshit justice! If Xia Yan and An Caitian didn't care about themselves, how could Yulu die so resentfully?" Mu Chengzhi smiled sarcastically, and his deep eyes changed at this moment.

Become extremely wise.
Chapter completed!