Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 901: Ninety-third bowl of soup (seven)

Ninety-third bowl of soup (seven)

It's three in the morning.

Meng Xingzhen recovered from work, saw the little girl sitting on the table shaking her legs from time to time, and asked: "Aren't you afraid, little girl?"

Qing Huan shook her head: "It's very interesting to see your work."

A pile of broken bones is more broken than a gnawed chicken paw, but the young man in front of him is stunned to piece it together little by little, and finally shows a hand. If this hand doesn't have too many cracks, it can be called perfect.

I don't know why, if other women looked at him so intently, Meng Xingzhen would definitely think that the other party was interested in him, but when Qing Huan looked at him like this, although it was very inappropriate, even though he knew that it was only fifteen or sixteen A young girl, but... Meng Xingzhen felt that the eyes of the other party were very loving.

Really, just like his master looked at him.

"I thought little girls your age would be scared." He laughed as if remembering something. "My master's apprentice, that is, my master sister, learns the art of Feng Shui. It can be said that he knows astronomy and geography, and can understand everything, but when I first came to see me, I was After the autopsy, she was so frightened that she never came. You look so small, but you are not afraid at all."

Girls are amazing.

Qing Huan smiled and asked him: "Why don't you call me by my name, but always call me a little girl? Meng Daxian too, don't you remember my name?"

"Of course not." Meng Xingzhen showed an apologetic look, "It's just that your name... is the same as one of our elders. Calling it out is always disrespectful."

"Elder? What elder?"

"I think you are very talented, even more powerful than my uncle. You must be from a famous family, right?" After Meng Xingzhen finished fighting, he went to fight the pile of broken limbs. Because the machine was turned off in time, the rest of the body was finally found, but it was a pity that after being squeezed violently and the metal was sharp, the body became scattered, and the missing eyeball and ear were never found. Zhong Xun was still digging through the trash with someone.

He lifted the gloves up and down, and continued: "Although ordinary people know nothing about us, the sects all know each other, and no one has forgotten the things left by our ancestors. Our surname is Meng. , Chengxingzi, you should know our origin."

"Meng Po's lineage, right?"

"Yes." Meng Xingzhen smiled apologetically at her, "your name is the same as that of the ancestors of our Meng Po lineage. It really can't be called. Please bear with me."

Qing Huan nodded: "You can call it whatever you want, but I've called this name for a long time."

Meng Xingzhen felt that her speech was still childish, obviously at a young age, how could she know that her old man said it for a long time, it was really "a long time".

Meng Daxian was snoring on the sofa outside and slept like a pig. Qing Huan covered her mouth and yawned, "I won't disturb your work, I'll go to sleep."

She has to wait for Zhong Xun to come back. That person has what she needs. Therefore, she will not leave in a short time. Seeing that Meng Daxian is expected to rely on his nephew, after all, the money he earned this month is not enough to pay the rent. Fortunately, he is an old bachelor. As for the fortune-telling stall, I am not afraid of being kicked out by the landlord.

But she needs a name to stay.

Zhong Xun didn't come back until dawn. He was in good health, and he stayed up for two nights without changing his complexion, even though a circle of blue appeared on his chin and temples. After the autopsy, Meng Xingzhen lay on the table and dozed, and when he heard him coming, he handed over the autopsy report. Zhong Xun first put the breakfast on the table, took a bun and took a bite, "The cause of death was the knife in the heart?"

"Yes, although there are other wounds on the body, they are all caused by handling and squeezing. There is only one real fatal injury, which is the knife to the heart." Meng Xingzhen took a wet towel to wipe her face, "It's a neat, one-shot kill."

"Has the facial restoration been done?" Zhong Xun asked, "I'll check her identity."

"I knew you would say that, I found it out for you." Meng Xingzhen threw a few pieces of paper over, "Judging from the degree of tooth wear and the size of the pelvis, the deceased was a woman, about twenty-three years old. Around the age of 10, she has never had children, and she has frequent **** life. I extracted **** from at least five men from her mouth and body. She had manicures done, and although only a few fell off, there were also tests on her face. The ingredients of the lipstick and eyeliner are of poor quality. That is to say, the deceased loved beauty, but was in financial constraints. She was stripped and discarded, and she had no documents on her body, but I think she should be a young lady. "

"So after I finished facial restoration and extracted my fingerprints, I searched the system and found someone very quickly."

Zhong Xun flipped through the document with the bun in his mouth, "No one reported the missing. This woman spent at least three or four days in the garbage dump before she became so rotten. The weather was hot, and a lot of evidence was damaged."

"With this status, who would help her report the crime?" Seeing Qing Huan sitting up from the sofa, Meng Xingzhen went over to help her: "Have you breakfast? Zhong Dui bought buns, fried dough sticks and porridge."

Zhong Xun frowned after reading the deceased's profile: "Thanks to her being caught by the Yellow Squad before, otherwise she would have left her fingerprints without registration information. How can I find a needle in a haystack." Especially from a remote country She has no relatives and friends who can turn to her, and she does a flesh business under a pseudonym. If the body hadn't been found, no one would ever realize that she was missing.

"Anyway, you have to go to the place where she lives first, and then ask the colleagues who are close to her. It is best to find the contact information of her family at the place where she lives. After the autopsy is completed, the family can let the family members Take it back." Meng Xingzhen said.

"OK."

Qing Huan came out after washing up, and Meng Xingzhen handed her a cup of porridge. Seeing that she said thank you and took a sip, she couldn't help but smile: "The little girl looks like she hasn't grown up."

Qing Huan is used to this appearance, but who knows she is really not a little girl?

Zhong Xun was about to leave after taking the report, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "Isn't it possible... this has something to do with that kind of thing?"

"That kind of thing?" Meng Xingzhen looked like I didn't understand, "What are you talking about, Captain Zhong, what is 'that kind of thing'?"

Zhong Xun: "..." I really want to beat him up.

"No, don't worry." Qing Huan kindly reassured him, "Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid to be comforted by a cute little girl, Zhong Xun looked weird and quickly left, he can't be serious and cold in front of the little girl now, because the other party has seen him fainted by a ghost... The past is unbearable to look back on. , if I had known that he was scared to death at the time, he would have pretended not to care.

Qing Huan wiped her mouth: "I'll go with Team Zhong."

After speaking, she had already chased out, Meng Xingzhen wanted to ask her to eat a few more buns, otherwise it would be too wasteful to let Shishu eat all the rest!

Zhong Xun heard footsteps behind him and looked back at Qinghuan: "Why are you following?"

“Can I go to the venue with you?”

"...What are you doing running around with me, little girl?" Zhong Xun immediately refused, "Don't you need to go to school?"

"You can tell at a glance, how many of us can go to school?"

This sounds strange, because a policewoman passing by them gave Qing Huan a strange look.

Zhong Xun asked: "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid." She has never seen anything before. If Zhong Xun sees the ghosts in the Wangchuan River, they will be scared to death, right? "Let me follow you, it won't be too long, don't worry, the leaders won't trouble you. And I'm by your side, I'll remind you right away if there's anything wrong, you forgot my skills Is it?"

That's true, but..."The place I'm going is not suitable for underage girls."

Qing Huan: "...I just look small." I regret it, is it too late to become a young and strong man now?

Zhong Xun couldn't beat her, so he finally brought a small oil bottle to find clues.

Runfeng Street is the largest red-light district in K City. It was checked and closed, but the wildfires couldn't be burnt out. Zhong Xun was driving an ordinary black sedan, and Qing Huan took one of the photos in his hand.

The name of the deceased was Sun Runrun, 24 years old, from XX Village, XX Township, XX County, H City. The woman in the photo is wearing heavy makeup and curly hair, wearing exaggerated big earrings, and a tattoo of roses on her shoulders and neck. She is a very beautiful woman.

Comrade Zhong Xun is so terrible that no one dares not answer his questions, especially after knowing that he is a policeman. At first, there was a middle-aged woman who thought he was here to have fun. Who is opening a shop now? Seeing that Qing Huan's eyes lit up, as if to find a job for Qing Huan, Zhong Xun glared back.

"Do you know this woman?"

I've asked more than a dozen bosses, but I don't know any of them.

This street is too long and too long, and there are too many people, who knows who.

Fortunately, this middle-aged woman really knew: "Isn't this Runrun? She hasn't come to work for several days, why, dead?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged woman was taken aback: "I just said it casually! She, is she really dead??"

"Hmm." Zhong Xun frowned, and he looked even more frightening. "Do you know where she lives?"

"No, no, no, I don't know. But there is a co-rental with her in my store. I, I asked her to come over, you can ask her." The middle-aged woman hurriedly shouted, "Xiaoqian! Xiaoqian! "

A woman with short burgundy hair and a miniskirt walked out, her eyes drowsy: "Why?"

"Didn't you share a lease with Sun Runrun? Where do you live?"

"Don't mention it." The woman waved her hand irritably. "The day before yesterday was the day to pay the rent. I couldn't get through to her on the phone. The landlord said that her room was no longer rented, and everything was thrown away! I don't know where to go. Well, I haven't seen anyone for a few days, so I'm not going to meet a rich man, right? It's so unkind, how can I tell my sisters?"

She spoke like a barrage of cannons, but she couldn't get in.