Mortal Prison Chapter 8: Meat in the pot

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Ni Huang......

I don’t know her very well, I only met her a few times.

All I know is that she has always called herself Professor Qin's student, but Professor Qin didn't seem to be very cold, and he didn't explicitly refuse. Anyway, he wasn't very affectionate. On the contrary, she often appeared in front of Professor Qin, and she was more concerned about Professor Qin's affairs, but when it came to others, she always had a cold look, as if she could only look up to a few people in the world.

I don't like her very much.

Maybe it’s the unruly character in my bones that I developed in the poor and harsh environment. I instinctively reject this kind of boss with an upturned nose.

How to say it.

I feel that she does not belong to this era. She wears a black tights all year round. No matter whether it is sunny or rainy, she always holds an oil-paper umbrella with a Jiangnan graceful atmosphere. Her face is obviously beautiful, but it is smelly.

That's all I know about her.

Putting the phone to my ear, my mind flew far away, recalling bits and pieces of information related to this woman, but I didn't find anything useful.

There was no response from the phone, probably because the signal was not very good. I waited for more than a minute before a mechanical female voice came from the receiver - the phone you dialed has been turned off.

I sighed and put down my phone.

Didi...

Another text message.

The text message was still sent from that number, and it still said a very simple sentence - Hide your things, and no matter what happens, never hand them over.

I stubbornly called again.

Unfortunately, the other party is still powered off.

At this point I finally lost my temper, knowing full well that the woman didn’t want to answer my call, so I simply replied with a text message - What the **** do you mean?

Ni Huang responded very quickly. He responded immediately as soon as the text message was sent. As word spread, the police will soon find Brother Jun, and you will be exposed. Go and get rid of Brother Jun, and protect your safety. Nothing's wrong with you.

"What do you want?"

"Why did Professor Qin come here to Nanshan?"

"Is this the sword you are talking about? What on earth is this?"

"..."

My fingers moved quickly on the screen of my phone, wanting to smash it into pieces, and I sent more than ten text messages to Ni Huang in one breath.

However, she never responded.

I was furious and threw the phone aside with red eyes.

Being cheated.

Now that things have come to this, if I still don’t understand what’s going on, then I’m a big fool.

From the beginning to the end, Ni Huang has been leading me by the nose. She said that Professor Qin was in Nanshan and lured me there just to let me get this ancient sword from the pit in Nanshan. , Otherwise, why would she come up and ask me if I had the things?

This can only mean that she already knew that this ancient sword was in the pit!

Nanshan Ancient Tombs, Ancient Swords, Professor Qin, Ni Huang...

All these are connected together, interweaving a big network that I can't see through at the moment. This time I went into the trap, it was not an accident, but a trap carefully designed by others for me.

It’s just that I don’t quite understand. I have nothing and nothing but a cheap life. What do they have to plan?

This ancient sword seems to be a hot potato now. According to Ni Huang, there will be trouble coming.

I lay on the kang and thought about the whole thing carefully. My head hurt from thinking about it. In the end, the problem was attributed to the current situation.

Are you really going to kill Brother Jun?

The people who died in the pit were Huzi and Xiaoer. These two people were only related to Brother Jun. If the police wanted to arrest someone, they could easily find Brother Jun by following the clues. Once a wanted order was issued, Brother Jun would run away. Not far away, he will be brought to justice soon, and he is the only person besides Tingzi and Ni Huang who is still alive who knows that Dabing and I participated in this tomb robbery.

Kill him before the police find him, and then the soldier and I will never surface. The dead man’s mouth is the most reliable, isn’t it?

Everything seems so logical! !

But I was still hesitating, making my own calculations in my mind.

Dadi Bing and I are not clean, but we have never killed anyone, and the robbery trap is not big. We have never taken out heavy weapons such as bronzes. The three melons and two dates are not enough to be used by guns. When the soldiers go in, they can stay for at most three years and less than ten years. In my opinion, it will last for more than ten years, but not life imprisonment or the death penalty. If you perform better, you will be released in about ten years.

If you really want to kill someone, if anything happens, you have to eat black dates!

After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided not to listen to Ni Huang’s nonsense, but Brother Jun still had to find it. He knew about that ancient tomb, so I had to ask him. At least I figured it out. I really wanted to go squat. The slogan must be clearly stated.

I made up my mind, so I went to find the soldier and asked him to take the guy with him, and we went straight to Nanwan.

The journey was not short. When we arrived, the sky was already dark. Nanwan was sparsely populated. The young people didn’t want to stay here. They all ran to the city. There were not many people left in the whole village. I When I came with the soldier, I didn't see anyone at all, but I was very happy and relaxed. I quickly walked to the door of Brother Jun's house.

This is a cave dwelling on the mountainside, surrounded by bare loess hills. There is not a single family in sight. Even in Nanwan Village, this is a very remote place. The doors are broken and the windows are broken. It looks a bit old. Yes, they are quite old.

The door is ajar.

The soldier knocked on the door, but there was no response. I pulled him aside, pushed the door open and walked in.

The first thing you see is a long and narrow hall that is similar to a corridor. There is an old dining table and a few chairs. There are no lights in the room. It is dark and a bit eerie. It already feels a bit cold during the autumn harvest season.

There is a room on the left and right sides of the hall.

Indistinctly, you can hear the sound of "gurgling", as if something is cooking, and you can smell the aroma of meat when you stand at the door.

"What the hell, is this a haunted house?"

The soldier kept rubbing his arms and muttered: "Can anyone live in this shady place? Brother Jun should have made some money from robbing the pits in the past few years. Why doesn't his family even have a big tile-roofed house? He is so poor. It looks like this."

I shook my head, ignored him, and walked in on my own. My intuition told me that there should be no one in this room.

I followed the sound of "gurgling" and walked into the room on the right.

A hot kang, a black stove, and a cabinet are all the furnishings in the house.

There was a large iron pot on the stove with a lid on it, and there was a constant "gurgling" sound inside.

"This smell... makes me a little hungry."

The soldier grinned and went up to lift the lid of the pot.

The meat is cooking in the pot. The meat is all cut into one-pound-sized pieces, which is enough to cook a large pot. The meat is very fragrant.

This meat is indeed quite special. I can’t tell what creature it comes from.

The water has already boiled, and the meat is tumbling in the water.

Suddenly, I saw an object in it.

That's a foot.

Human feet!

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