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Le Sheng and Huang Yong took a few deep breaths. If this man was not their leader, they would really want to hit him. Ahhhh, he was so annoying.

"Still not leaving?" Zhang Yiyan stood outside the door, looking at a few people with his head tilted, his expression really not good.

"Coming, coming." Huang Yong pushed Le Sheng, and the two of them ran out quickly. Yan Junge followed at the end and locked the door.

"Yanyan, do you want to go eat first? It's already noon and you don't have much to eat in the morning."

Zhang Yiyan walked into the elevator first. He calculated that the journey was a bit far and he couldn't waste time now. He shook his head and said, "Eat on the way."

"Okay, Dayong, you go and drive. Yanyan and I will buy some bread from the store next to the main entrance of the community." After saying that, he gave the key to Huang Yong, who responded and went to drive.

As soon as he reached the bakery next to the community, Duan Hui suddenly appeared from behind. When his hand was about to touch Zhang Yiyan, he was nimbly dodged.

Duan Hui looked at his empty hand and suppressed his anger and said, "Zhang Yiyan, why haven't you gone home these days?"

I've been stuck here for several days without seeing anyone, and I haven't heard of anything happening. But today I finally saw someone, and this annoying guy was with me.

"Where have you been living lately? Do you have another house?"

Yan Junge stepped forward and put his arms around Zhang Yiyan's shoulders, raising his eyebrows provocatively, showing off beyond words. Zhang Yiyan pushed his hand away and said, "Go shopping."

"Okay, I'll be right away." He responded obediently and gave Duan Hui a warning look before leaving.

Zhang Yiyan raised his head and looked at the angry man in front of him. He no longer had the patience to say, "Duan Hui, there is a case. I don't have time to deal with you."

"Zhang Yiyan!!!"

Duan Hui shouted loudly and stepped forward to take action. At this moment, his anger almost overwhelmed him. When he met those slightly impatient eyes, he held back. He turned his head to see the people watching nearby and shouted angrily, "What are you looking at?" Look, get out of here."

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?" Huang Yong drove over, lowered the window and asked, staring at Duan Hui, his hand already on the handle, ready to open the door and drive down at any time.

Zhang Yiyan took two steps in the direction of the car, then stopped and said in a deep voice, "Duan Hui, you are no match for me. Also, I don't live here recently."

After saying that, he got into the back seat directly. Duan Hui turned around and glared at him, his whole body full of anger, and he almost broke his silver teeth. I have been practicing in seclusion for so long, but I didn't even say that I was no match for him without even fighting.

And what does he mean by saying he can't live here? That stupid guy is so proud, right? ? ?

How can it be? He didn't believe it.

Yan Junge walked out carrying two large bags of bread, biscuits, drinks, and milk. When he saw Duan Hui still standing there, he deliberately rubbed his arm and got in the car with his head held high.

After the car left, Duan Hui looked at the direction they left, gritted his teeth, and immediately got in the car to follow.

Zhang Yiyan took a piece of butterfly cake and ate it in small bites. He looked at the compass from time to time and gave directions. Huang Yong swallowed twice and continued driving.

"Hey, Brother Yong, don't blame me for missing you." Le Sheng first stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, and then took advantage of the red light to stuff another mouthful into Huang Yong's mouth.

"Thank you, brother." Huang Yong ate with great satisfaction, "The one with bacon, yes, that's the one."

Huang Yong bit the bread and glanced at the rearview mirror, "The car behind us has been following us for a long time."

"It's Duan Hui, don't pay attention to him, just shoot." Zhang Yiyan made a cold face and immediately made a magic trick to blind him.

Duan Hui, who was following behind, watched helplessly as the car in front got off the elevated road and followed for almost 10 minutes. I blinked my eyes and wondered why the car in front of me changed from an AMG55 to an X1. I stepped on the accelerator and glanced at it as I passed the car in front of me. Damn it.

Duan Hui, who was lost, stopped the car on the side of the road, punched the steering wheel hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Yiyan!!"

Angrily, he took out his cell phone, but no one answered after making several calls. He smashed the cell phone onto the passenger seat and punched the steering wheel.

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The car drove further and further and had already left the city. Huang Yong drove the car and asked with some uncertainty, "If we drive further, we will reach the next city."

Zhang didn't even raise his head and said, "Almost."

"okay."

After getting off the cement road and directly onto the dirt road, the car drove bumpyly for nearly an hour. Huang Yong couldn't help but look at Zhang Yiyan through the rearview mirror. The latter had his eyes closed...

Close it? ? ? ?

Yan Junge glared at him and said, "Yanyan didn't say anything. You just have to speak."

"A road that leads to darkness?" Huang Yong looked at the dirt road ahead and swallowed his saliva.

"Correct!"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Yiyan raised his lips, finally opened his eyes, and turned his head to look outside the car. There were several dirtbags not far away, "Did you see the tomb in front? Stop there."

",,,yes."

There were cultivated fields inside, and the car was parked on the side of the road. The four of them got out of the car. Looking at the large fields and dozens of graves, Huang Yong frowned, "The funeral management in the countryside is not in place, and even moving the graves is troublesome. "

Zhang Yiyan raised his chin and motioned for them to open the trunk. In addition to mineral water, two sets of clothes, and a tool box, "Get the shovel."

Le Sheng stepped forward, picked up the small shovel, and looked at the grave not far away. He swallowed hard and said, "Brother Zhang, are you, are you going to open a restaurant?"

"There's so much nonsense, hurry up." Yan Junge urged him and looked around. It was not busy farming, there was no one at all, and there was no village in sight. However, he saw a few villages when he came here.

Huang Yong and Le Sheng looked at each other, picked something, and went directly to the tombs.

The four of them walked for more than ten minutes and finally arrived at the grave. Looking at the large and small grave bags, Le Sheng shook his arms and said, "Brother Zhang, which one should you dig?"

Zhang Yiyan relied on his senses and found the paper crane in front of an inconspicuous grave. There was no monument. He roughly traced the area with his finger and said, "dig under one meter of soil."

When they saw the paper cranes on the ground, Huang Yong and Le Sheng were not only shocked, but they didn't care whether they were scared or not. They threw away their arms and started digging.

While working here, Zhang Yiyan put the paper crane back into his sleeve and started to look around. This place is too far from University A. It would be too deliberate to bring the corpse to school after cooking. He should be very worried if he takes the corpse directly to school and cooks it. powerful.

Moreover, the atmosphere here is so chaotic that it is difficult to tell which village it is from.

"found it!"

After withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Yiyan turned around and walked back. He couldn't help but frown, "Thank you for your hard work."

In the pit, there is a skeletal head, hands and feet. Judging from the size of the bones of the hands and feet, it is estimated that it is a male. Other parts were missing, and several people couldn't help but wonder if they had all been eaten...

Looking at the condition of the bones, Zhang Yiyan couldn't help but frown, "He has been dead for at least two years."

“What kind of meat can be kept for two years?”

Huang Yong put his hands on his hips, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he panted, "Brother Zhang, you don't know if you don't cook."

"Such as bacon, sausages, smoked products, and pickled meat can be stored for a long time, and the longer they are stored, the better they taste."

"Or you can have a big refrigerator and freeze it directly."

His eyes flickered twice as he spoke, and his voice couldn't help but rise, "What they eat is bacon. The smoking methods are similar in every place. Some people also put some fruit peels and dried fruit shells when smoking."

"But I can still tell the general taste, it's bacon."

Zhang Yiyan nodded and looked at the bones in the pit, "The head, hands and feet had too obvious features, so they were discarded, and the other parts were made into bacon."

Yan Junge also nodded, "Hiding the body parts in the cemetery is a thief."

"Contact the local prison to check for missing persons in the area, including those who have gone out to work for many years and have not returned."

Huang Yong nodded and called immediately, "Yes."

Zhang Yiyan took a step forward, clasped his hands together, chanted the spell, quickly formed a seal, closed his two fingers, and a golden light escaped from the fingertips. With one finger, the golden light disappeared into the skull.