Mortal Prison Chapter 199: Criminal Genius (Part 1)

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When I returned to Hangzhou, the lanterns were starting to go on and it was getting late.

After all, Papi Executioner is an old man who lived in the world in the past. He is very knowledgeable about human affairs and is definitely a good person. He is obviously impatient, but he does not rush us to work like a donkey, and force us to do it. After a long meal, we were originally going to send us back to the hotel so that we could rest for the night and then check again, but Jizi and Anya refused.

It can be seen that these two people are furious now, and they are thinking about tearing the wolf apart.

So, the executioner called the owner of the pizza shop and asked him not to close the door in a hurry.

When we arrived, it was already ten o'clock at night, and the pedestrian street was sparsely crowded. Only some square dancers were still struggling persistently in the open space on the street. Apart from the skewers selling skewers, the whole street was basically empty. The remaining pizza delivery place is still open.

The owner of the pizza shop, whose surname is Zhou, is a slightly stout middle-aged man. He wears glasses and is huddled behind the counter with a tired face, flipping through the photo album hidden in the drawer over and over again. It is his family photo. It seems that he is trying to find the strength to persevere.

No matter how you look at it, he is a cowardly man. Outside, he may not be able to shake his fists even if he is extremely angry, but in the hearts of his family, he is a man who stands upright.

The city was empty, and he looked a little desolate and lonely under the lights. He kept working hard to straighten his stooped body without getting tired of it.

"Brother Yang!"

The moment he saw the executioner, Boss Zhou stood up, with a smile on his tired face. He must have heard the bad reputation of the executioner, and was a little scared. He ran all the way over and hurriedly greeted us. Sitting down in the shop: "I heard that you were coming, so I sent the guys home early, so I'll be waiting for you here."

"Don't be nervous, sit down!"

I waved my hand. Life is not easy for anyone. There is no need to put any more mental pressure on the shoulders of such a struggling middle-aged man. People in middle age are not as good as dogs. Who knows when this person will be crushed. As a straw, I pushed him to sit down and said with a smile: "We are here just to understand the situation and ask a few questions."

Boss Zhou was still a little embarrassed. He put his hands together and nodded hurriedly: "You tell me, I will tell you everything I know."

“It’s still about the person we’re looking for for skinning and execution.”

I thought about it and said, "He comes to buy pizza from you? How often does he come to buy pizza?"

"I'm here to buy pizza. You have to come here once a week, right?"

Boss Zhou thought for a while and then said: "But I haven't been here recently. It seems that I alerted Brother Yang last time."

I thought about it and asked: "What kind of pizza does he buy every time?"

“Durian pizza!”

Boss Zhou said: "After Brother Yang gave me the instructions last time, I checked all the orders and found that every time he bought pizza, it was durian pizza!"

"Do you still have this kind of pizza in your store now?"

I pondered for a moment and said, "If there is one, please get me a copy, okay?"

"I'm not prepared for this!"

Boss Zhou smiled bitterly: "I'm going to take a look right now. It's too late. I don't know if there are any leftovers."

With that said, Boss Zhou got up and went to the back room.

After a moment, he walked out with a smile on his face: "What a coincidence, there is still one left today. Let me tell you, my durian pizza is a signature one, and the cheese and pulp used are all of the best quality. Sold out every day..."

When talking about business, Boss Zhou started to chatter non-stop. When he found that no one was paying attention to him, and everyone gathered in a circle and stared at the pizza, he sneered and stepped aside.

"This is very common!"

The soldier looked at it for a long time and said with a smile: "It's just a take-out pizza in an ordinary carton, it's useless."

Anya also shook her head one after another: "There is nothing special about it. Could it be that our suspicions are in the wrong direction?"

She sat aside and began to review the entire process of how we took over the case, trying to find a breakthrough.

Xiaodouzi even opened his earth spirit eyes, but he didn't see any clues.

I glanced at Boss Zhou.

This man doesn’t seem to have a problem. I observed his every move before entering the door. A man who loves his family and carries all the wind, rain and suffering on his shoulders may take risks to survive, but he will definitely Not going crazy.

He made the pizza, so the problem is not the pizza.

Could it be... a box? !

I took the pizza out and looked at the box inside and out. I couldn't see anything wrong with it, so I went up and sniffed it with my nose.

"It's the smell! This smell is wrong!"

I suddenly looked up: "There's something wrong with this box!"

"What smells..."

The soldier muttered: "I can't smell anything except the smell of durian!"

I patted my forehead. It was useless to tell them about this. Their sense of smell was still in the human category, but mine... I'm afraid it has surpassed the kind of creature that curses itself just by naming it...

I lowered my head and sniffed inch by inch on the box, and finally my sense of smell stopped on the lid.

The strong durian flavor does cover everything, but if you look carefully, you will still find some differences.

It was a very light, but real smell, and it felt inexplicably familiar. I closed my eyes and thought for a long time before finally getting the idea - when I was a child, every Spring Festival, my grandpa would People would get up early on New Year's Eve to make paste, and then dip a brush into the paste and smear it on the wall to paste the couplets.

The smell is very similar to the moment when the brush is dipped in paste and applied to the wall, at least 80% similar.

"Brush, paste..."

I said to myself: "The paste is made from noodles, noodles..."

"Starch!!"

My eyes lit up, and I felt that I had captured the most important information. I kicked the soldier hard and shouted: "Go and buy iodophor. When I came here, I saw a pharmacy across the pedestrian street. Go over there. Buy!"

"Why did you buy that thing?"

The tough guy grinned and glanced at me: "You're not hurt either!"

"Go if you are told!"

I can’t wait to rush out myself...

"That..."

At this time, Boss Zhou suddenly interjected: "If it's iodophor for wiping wounds, I'll have it right here. The waiters in the restaurant often accidentally hurt themselves. If you're prepared, I'll get it right now!"

A moment later, Boss Zhou got the iodophor and prepared the cotton swabs very carefully.

I dipped a cotton swab in iodophor and began to rub it on the pizza box.

Soon, the pizza box was smeared with iodophor.

A line of black and blue writing appeared on the pizza box.

"Middle school girl, about 16 years old, relatively young, with low body development. After three days, she will be sent to the Sixing Depot in the suburbs."

Crack!

The pizza box fell to the floor.

"As expected..."

I murmured to myself and couldn't help but sigh: "Smart, so smart, just... a criminal genius!!"

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