Mortal Prison Chapter 9: Slaughterhouse

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Ugh!

At that time, I felt like my stomach was turning upside down. The little thing I had eaten for lunch turned into a puddle of paste, rolling vigorously, going all the way to my throat, ready to burst out at any time.

It’s not like I haven’t seen dead people before. I’ve also seen corpses that are as rotten as a rotten persimmon.

It stinks and looks hideous, but it is far less impactful than this pot of stewed human flesh!

Even someone like me who often deals with corpses is a bit overwhelmed.

The soldier had little resistance. After seeing the situation in the pot, he immediately squatted aside and vomited.

I endured the nausea, sat on the edge of the kang, silently lit a cigarette to calm my mood, and fell into deep thought.

This should be a woman.

Although the foot was deformed by cooking, it can still be seen that the foot is not very big, at most about size 378, and is a woman's foot.

Who is she?

It’s easy to guess—Brother Jun’s wife!

Brother Jun killed Xiaoer and Huzi because he had a grudge. Xiaoer was favored by him and even slept with his wife. In the end, he planned to kill him on Zili Mountain. When leaving the ancient tomb, Brother Jun also said that he You have to kill someone.

If this person was his wife, everything would make sense, but I didn't expect him to kill his wife in such a brutal way.

I looked at the edge of the kang where I sat. Although it had been cleaned, there were still some dark red marks left on it.

Brother Jun probably killed his wife by pressing her to the edge of the kang.

This place is a slaughterhouse.

"Soldier, let's go!"

I sighed, stood up and said, "Brother Jun should run away. Let's go to another room to take a look, and then leave immediately. This is not a place to stay for a long time. Please deal with the things we touched."

The soldier covered his face with his hands and rubbed it vigorously. Then he became more energetic. He stood up and started to clean up. He said with some difficulty: "You should hurry up. I don't want to stay in this place for a moment. I have to finish cleaning up." Go out and get some air."

I nodded, got up and left the room, going to the opposite door.

It seemed that I had a psychological shadow, and by some strange coincidence, I only opened a gap when I pushed the door, and looked in through the gap, as if I was peeping, as if this could prevent me from seeing some eye-catching scenes. Same.

Actually, I'm being mean.

As soon as the door was opened, the first thing that caught his eye was a ferocious and terrifying face.

This is a woman's face. In the dim environment, the woman's face is a little distorted, her face is pale, and there are streaks of blood oozing out of her eyes and nose, but her mouth is slightly open, and the corners of her mouth are tilted, as if she is smiling. .

It was just a face without a body, like a human head floating in mid-air, just parallel to my head through a crack in the door, barely touching my face.

At that moment, I was really frightened. Fortunately, I didn’t have a heart disease, otherwise I would have been scared to death here. My hands trembled, and I pushed the door open at once, while I "kicked" "Kick" and take several steps back.

At this point, I finally saw it clearly.

It was a human head with a rope tied to the hair and hung on the door. After the door was opened, the head was still swinging back and forth in the air, so the smile on the head became erratic. stand up.

I was breathing heavily, and I kept cursing Brother Jun for being a pervert. Just kill people, dismember them, boil them, and hang their heads on the back of the door. Do you want to scare others to death?

This head must belong to Brother Jun and his wife, but the head was spared and preserved.

After a while, I finally got used to it, bent down and got into the house from under the man's head.

I also saw the situation clearly. The broken neck of Brother Jun’s wife’s neck was very flat. It should have been cut off with a knife.

It is conceivable that when Brother Jun came home, his wife greeted him with a smile, but he cut off her wife's head with a knife, so that after the head was hung up, the smile was still on his face. It looked eerie.

This room is filled with the pungent smell of blood.

The first thing you see is a pile of bones piled on the kang, human bones with the flesh removed, and some from the water.

This bone was also picked from his wife.

Other than that, there are no other special objects in this room.

I looked around, feeling a little disappointed and thinking of quitting. Normal people really couldn't stay in such a birdy place. However, before I left, my eyes fell on the human bones piled on top of the kang. Next to it was A piece of white cloth that looked as if it had been wiped with a knife. The white cloth was soaked with blood.

I stopped and frowned slightly.

There is something wrong with this white cloth. It is folded neatly and seems to be fine, but when you think about it carefully, it seems a little weird.

A man chopped off his wife's head with a knife, hung her head on the door, and piled the bones and internal organs into another room. Then he dismembered the body while wiping the blood on the knife with a white cloth, and folded the white cloth neatly afterwards. In order?

Brother Jun’s methods were cruel, but he was killing his wife. His mood at that time was definitely angry, and the whole process should have been done with gritted teeth. Wipe the knife with a cloth, roll it up into a ball and throw it aside. If you can't fold it so neatly, how strong your psychological quality is? It's understandable to clean a crime scene. Many people do this, but it's really rare to do such small details in such detail. The whole process must be kept absolutely calm, and then this step can be done slowly and slowly.

I don’t have much contact with Brother Jun, so I can’t see through him, but my intuition tells me that he is not such a person. He is sad and angry in his heart, and he is holding back all his resentment and anger!

The only possibility is that this cloth is not used to clean knives at all, it is neatly placed there for another purpose.

I turned around and walked back, picked up the white cloth and shook it out.

For a moment, my pupils shrank sharply.

This cloth is indeed not used for wiping knives, but for writing. I dipped my finger in blood and wrote a line:

"Brother Xiaojiu, I know you will definitely come to me. Have you encountered something strange? If you want to find me, come to Taiyuan first."

The following is the address.

"This **** is very brave!"

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. Fortunately, I came a step earlier. If the police had come first, they would have been able to find Brother Jun based on the address on this piece of cloth. Then because he mentioned "Brother Xiaojiu" three In one word, I have to be unlucky with him!

But, what does Brother Jun mean?

Something strange?

I haven't encountered anything strange, but I was almost killed by him.

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu!!"

At this time, the soldier called me twice in a hurry outside the house, waking me up.

Then I heard footsteps.

The soldier ran in in a panic, but when he turned and entered the door, he suddenly collided with the dead head hanging on the door...

Nose to nose, mouth to mouth, seemingly very intimate.

"Ghost!"

The soldier screamed and sat down on the ground in fear.

"Why are you howling?"

I frowned and went over, pulled the dead head aside, then walked out of the house and said, "It's just a dead man's bullet, why are you panicking? I thought you saw it when you just went out."

"Didn't pay attention!"

Dabing scratched his head and then seemed to remember something. He sat up and said hurriedly: "Xiaojiu, let's go quickly, the police are coming to the village!!"

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