star hunter

The other party's voice was like thunder on the ground, almost piercing Zhong Yuncong's eardrums, his mind went blank, but fortunately his body reacted faster than his mind, and he subconsciously took a step forward, According to the incomplete memory of the military training when I was a freshman, I stood upright with my head held high and my hands pressed against the seams of my trousers.

The other party put his hands in his trouser pockets and paced back and forth in front of him, his eyes that seemed to be eating people also scanned his face back and forth, Zhong Yuncong was frightened by being stared at, his throat moved, and he swallowed unconsciously. I spit.

"You idiot!" The other party stuck his jaw without warning, and the rough hand force made him feel like his mandible would be broken, "Who told you to move?!"

"I..." Zhong Yuncong was at a loss in panic, before he could think of an answer, he was hit on the head suddenly, he staggered and bumped into the person standing beside him.

That student was almost implicated by him, but fortunately, it was better to stabilize his figure. Although he still kept his eyes fixed, Zhong Yuncong always felt that he had offended him.

But he has no time to take care of it, because there are more difficult troubles waiting for him on the other side.

"Where's your epaulettes?!" He had just stood still, but his collar was pulled up again, and he was forced to look up at this angry guy, "Did you eat it?"

Zhong Yuncong was stunned by his yelling, and he spoke with great difficulty, "Reporting sir, I don't know..."

Before he could say an explanation, he was interrupted by the other party's angry roar: "Sir? You allowed you to call that? You are just a fucking student, and you are not qualified to be my subordinate!"

The closer he roared, Zhong Yuncong's ears were buzzing. This was not the worst, he always felt that he was going to bite his nose, but he couldn't hide yet.

"Instructor! You have to call me instructor! Do you hear that?!" The tall and strong instructor glanced at him contemptuously, "Twenty push-ups! Now! Immediately! Immediately! Report every time you do one!"

Zhong Yuncong secretly complained, but with a hundred courage he would never dare to disobey this vicious instructor. Without hesitation for a second, he withdrew to the side and did push-ups under the eyes of everyone. You must shout: "Report to the instructor! Report to the instructor! Report to the instructor..."

The instructor was not satisfied, he stood with his hands behind his back, raised his leg and gave Zhong Yuncong a kick: "Speak up! Haven't you eaten at noon?!"

...Speaking of which, he really didn't eat much at noon.

His foot was right in his waist, and Zhong Yuncong's limbs trembled suddenly, and he almost couldn't support it, but under the instructor's staring eyes, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from collapsing, and shouted even harder Get up: "Report the instructor! Report..."

At the same time, the instructor turned his face and yelled at the rows of students: "Have you heard clearly? Don't call me wrong again!"

Amid the domineering scolding of the instructor and the silent onlookers of the students, he finally completed the twenty push-ups.

When he stood up, he was short of breath and his legs were a little weak. He tried his best to stand up straight so that no one could see it, but he still couldn't escape the vicious eyes of the instructor.

"You weak chicken." He immediately mocked.

It's really been a long time since I exercised... He thought to himself mockingly, sweat overflowed from the corners of his eyes, seeped a little into his eyes, and the eyeballs immediately became itchy and astringent.

This is just an appetizer, and the formal training has not yet started.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuncong felt a little desperate.

This straight-to-the-point disarming power made Zhong Yuncong really feel that the university military training back then was just a joke of pediatrics. He remembered that he had been tanned and showed off to his mother for a long time.

Thinking about it now...it's really shameful to look back on.

"Report to the instructor." After his breathing became smoother, he finally had the opportunity to say what he hadn't explained just now, "I just joined today! My name is Zhong..."

Unexpectedly, a similar scene happened amazingly again, and the instructor spat him with saliva viciously: "Everyone here has no name, only a code name!"

code name?Zhong Yuncong pursed his lips as if walking on thin ice, and out of the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at Lu Yuan on the left, and he saw a number plate on his left chest.

He suddenly realized, quickly lowered his eyes and took a quick glance, and then loudly reported: "Report to the instructor! I am No. 37!"

"Hmph, No. 37," the tiger-like instructor snorted coldly, "so you are the one who is related."

After he finished saying this, he announced with a tiger face: "It's time, you sons of bitches, follow me to have fun."

The neat lineup followed the instructor and moved in an orderly manner. Zhong Yuncong knew that the training was about to start.

The instructor should have no eyes in the back of his head, Zhong Yuncong took this opportunity to look at Lu Yuan for help, and the latter made a shy sound.

"The first training in the afternoon, physical fitness 3000 meters."

Ah... I hate running the most!Zhong Yuncong thought about it, and then looked down at the number on his chest. No. 37, yes, but luckily it's not 38.

While rejoicing, he suddenly remembered someone who jokingly made up an identity of No. 38 for him when he took him to fish in the troubled waters of Xicheng.

It's so risky... It's only a word difference, which almost made him a proverb.

Now that he thought of that person, even if he was the one who suffered and suffered, he still couldn't help but think about it a little more.

What is he doing at this time?

>>>

There is a lot of pressure on his side, and Su Xian, whom he misses, is also the first and the second, or even worse.

The incident started a week ago when a middle-aged couple came to the public security station to report that their daughter was missing.

It happened that Su Xian was staying in the office on duty that day. Originally, this kind of matter should be handled by the picket team under the Comprehensive Management Bureau, but seeing the anxious couple, Su Xian did not persuade them to go out, but received the reporter. Let them explain what happened while he started taking notes.

"Our daughter is 17 years old this year, and she is studying in the third grade of the nearby Qingshan Middle School." The sad mother wiped her tears, "Yesterday, after I got off work, I found that my daughter was not home yet. She had already arrived home at this time in the past and started cooking. I'm also to blame. At first I thought it was because of school delays, so I didn't take it to heart. Later, when it got dark, her father came back, but she still didn't come home... We panicked, and I still had to cook, so I dismissed her. Her dad went to the school to see what was going on, but the school was already closed, and her dad asked the guard and said that all the students had left before 06:30."

When she said this, her emotions began to break down: "Since she is not in school, where can she go? Later, I followed her out to look for it, and asked a few little sisters who usually have a good relationship with my daughter, and they all said they didn't see it... Me and Her father searched for the whole night, and asked everything around him, but there was still no one..."

"Sir!" The mother suddenly grabbed Su Xian's hand holding the pen, "Is nothing wrong with my daughter?!"

The tip of the pen scratched heavily across the paper, leaving an abrupt and sharp mark. Su Xian sighed, and said in as euphemistic a way as possible: "It's hard to say now, but... it's best to be mentally prepared, you know, The law and order of the 'isolated island' has never been very good."

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, and pinched and beat her husband beside her like crazy: "I said earlier that you should continue to pick her up! She is not in good health and is timid. She may be killed by someone someday." People bullied her, but it turned out to be fine for you, she insisted that the child should be independent when she grows up, now that something happened to the child, are you happy?!"

Her husband was an honest, middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life on his face, and he would not hide from him, and he was beaten and scolded by his wife without saying a word.

"Ma'am," Su Xian had no choice but to stop the family strife, "Now is not the time to blame, please give me the child's information first, so I can send someone to look for it."

His words really diverted the mother's attention, she rubbed her swollen eye sockets, the eyeballs were covered with tired red blood.

"My girl's name is Zou Huisheng. She will be 17 in a month. She is studying in Qingshan Middle School. She is in the third grade of junior high school. This is her photo, which was taken on her birthday last year." Her voice was hoarse. He took out a crumpled photo, Su Xian took a look, it was a young girl with delicate features, but her complexion was pale, her lips were purple, and she was thin and thin. The 17-year-old girl looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old. .

Su Xian looked at it for a moment, then asked suddenly: "Is this girl not having a good heart?"

"Yes." The man who answered was the taciturn Father Zou. He looked dull, but when he mentioned his daughter's illness, he couldn't hide the pain in his eyes. "Brought out of the mother's womb, congenital heart disease."

"So that's why she didn't go to junior high school until she was 17?"

Mother Zou nodded with tears in her eyes: "Huisheng has been in poor health since she was a child. She couldn't run or dance. She was kept at home by her father and me. Later, when she grew up, she heard that the school was reopened. She always wanted to go to school. At first I was worried and didn't let go, but after two years of hard work, I saw that she really wanted to go, so I sent her to school."

She sniffed and continued crying: "Although our girl starts school later than other children, she is smart and hardworking, and her grades have always been at the top of the class."

Su Xian nodded, and asked again: "Does the little girl usually go home on time?"

Zou's mother shook her head: "She is very obedient. She knows that her dad and I are not easy. She always goes home after school to help out. She is never playful."

"Does she usually go home alone?"

"Usually, I would go with classmates I know well." Father Zou said again, "But she was the only one yesterday... Sigh."

Su Xian frowned: "Why did she go home alone yesterday?"

"We went to the school to ask, and they said that the school held a sports meeting yesterday, and all the other students participated. Our girl is not in good health and can't afford to make a fuss, so we left alone."

Su Xian closed the cap of the pen: "I understand, how about it, you leave the photo here, and I will help you pass it to the picket team in charge of this matter."

The Zou couple looked at each other, and then Mother Zou asked timidly, "Then...how long will it take to find our daughter?"

Su Xian sighed secretly, he really couldn't answer this kind of question, a little girl disappeared for a day and a night for no reason, the probability of encountering an accident is very high, but facing the haggard and eager faces of the middle-aged couple, he really said Not exported.

"Anyway, you go back and wait for the news. There's no point in being anxious now." He avoided answering and got up to see off the guests. Zou's father and Zou's mother were full of uneasiness, but they had no choice but to leave the security station with a sigh.

After Su Xian came back, he immediately called the picket team. It wasn't that he wanted to be lazy, but that this was the task of the picket team.

According to the regulations jointly formulated by the two major departments, the affairs of supernatural beings and heterogeneous species are under the control of the Management Bureau, while the affairs of ordinary people are in charge of the Management Bureau.

In other words, what happened in Dongcheng, unless it was related to supernatural beings, was under the jurisdiction of the picket team, that is, the Comprehensive Management Bureau.

Furthermore, more than half of the Bureau's manpower was sent to the west city and the border line, and the number of people left behind in the east city was quite limited. It was obviously more appropriate for a picket team with sufficient staff to do this kind of job.

After he called, Jiang Qiyan did not neglect, and quickly sent someone to take away the transcripts and photos. Su Xian didn't like to deal with people from the picket team, but he agreed to the Zou couple not long ago, so he had to face him. The two pickets gave orders to each other, repeatedly emphasizing the need to take this case seriously and try to find someone.

"Live to see people, die to see corpses, this is the lowest limit."

In fact, he also wanted to say something, let you captain Jiang have some snacks, don't keep focusing on making money, but in the end he held back, if you say this, it will probably be counterproductive.

After the picket team left, he also sent a message to the sheriffs who stayed behind in the east city, asking them to help pay attention.

In the next three days, the Zou couple visited almost three times a day. Su Xian was not there every day, but the other staff on duty had already received his message, received them kindly, and actively went to the picket team. Call over there.

The replies from the picket team are the same every time, saying they are looking for them, but there is no news yet.I don't know if I'm busy or not.

After repeating this cycle several times, Su Xian felt dizzy when he saw the couple, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer. He planned to find some spare time to commit suicide and went to the picket team to ask Jiang Qiyan for an explanation. At this moment, the news of the missing girl came. came.

That morning, at dawn, a seamstress hurried out to the tailor shop where she worked, and a dog she raised staggered along with her on the road.

She thought the road was lonely, so she took the dog as a companion. While driving, she would talk to the dog from time to time. The dog was quite obedient, and followed its owner every step of the way. When she said a word, its tail would wag. one time.

But when passing through a remote alley, the dog stopped abruptly, sniffed the air a few times, and ran into the depths of the alley without looking back, completely ignoring the owner's scolding.

The seamstress failed to call her dog, and she was annoyed and curious, so she chased the dog and walked in.

At the end of the alley was a rubbish dump, and the smell of the rubbish could be smelled before getting close. The seamstress' dog got into the pile of rubbish, and was pulling a black plastic bag with its paws.

The seamstress's lungs were about to explode, and she stepped forward angrily, stretching out her feet to grab the dog: "Damn dog! Didn't my old lady give you food or drink, and ran around digging through the trash..."

In the middle of her scolding, the black plastic bag was bitten by the dog, and a few pieces of meat fell out. The seamstress was stunned, but then secretly delighted.

The meat slices have obviously been scalded, the surface is whitish, and the fiber lines are obvious.

"I don't know which idiot threw away the cooked meat." She bent down, picked up a piece of meat and sniffed it. Apart from a faint fishy smell, there was no other peculiar smell. It looked very fresh, no smell spoiled.

The slices of meat were still covered with ice, and they were neatly arranged in piles.

Like it was taken out of the freezer not long ago.

Mengchuan has been closed for more than 20 years. People live in poverty and are always short of food and clothing. Meat is in short supply and is a rare food.

The seamstress picked up the bag, weighed it roughly, and estimated that it weighed two or three catties. This made her very happy, and anyway, it was enough for the family to eat.

She rubbed the dog's head with a smile on her face, turned around and was about to leave with a bag of meat, but the dog barked twice, and suddenly bit the black plastic bag with one bite, and the pink and white pieces of meat scattered all over the floor.

The dog couldn't wait to get up.

"You bloody dog!" The seamstress was furious, and kicked her feet, unexpectedly, she caught a glimpse of two fingers in a pile of meat slices.

Two... fingers that belonged to humans.

After making sure that she was not delusional, the seamstress let out a terrible scream, and she collapsed on the ground.

When Su Xian arrived with his men, what he saw was a nearly fainted woman, a whimpering and barking dog, and a pile of human flesh fragments.

"It's... cut so finely." Wearing gloves, he picked up a piece of meat and inspected it carefully, and then picked up the two fingers that obviously belonged to humans. The fingers were pale and slender, and they probably belonged to a woman.

Su Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of Zou Huisheng who had been missing for several days.

No way... His temples began to throb, but facing this bag of body parts, at least so far, there is no evidence at all that it is Zou Huisheng or... a part of her.

After weighing, it was found that the piece of meat weighed only 1.3 kilograms, which was obviously only a part of the corpse. Moreover, the traces of the piece of meat being boiled or scalded were obvious, and there was no blood on the scene. Obviously, this was definitely not murder or dismemberment. The scene is just a place to throw corpses.

The top priority is to quickly find the rest of the body and confirm the identity of the deceased before proceeding to the next step of the investigation.

He closed his eyes and ordered: "Call 'Poodle' and Dr. Zhang Jibai."

Not long after, the two people he needed arrived one after the other. Su Xian handed his finger to Zhang Jibai who was wearing gloves: "The body parts were processed too thoroughly... I can hardly find any clues. The only one The only clue is that those two fingers look like they belong to a woman."

Zhang Jibai glanced at it, then shook his head: "This is not conclusive evidence."

"I know." Su Xian had a terrible headache, and he told Zhang Jibai in a low voice, "A while ago, a middle-aged couple came to the public security station to report that their daughter was missing. None of their family members had supernatural powers. Apart from the disappearance, there was no sign of the involvement of supernatural beings, so according to the regulations, I transferred the case to the picket team. The girl has no news so far, but now I found... a part of the suspected female corpse, I really..."

"If you want to pursue it, it's not your fault." Facing the corpse, Zhang Jibai's face remained normal, and he even comforted Su Xian, "It's clear that the picket team has failed in their duties. Besides, even if it turns out that this is really true The missing girl may not have anything to do with you... unless there is evidence that the perpetrator is a supernatural being."

"I know." Su Xian sighed, "So I have sent someone to notify the picket team."

Zhang Jibai smiled inexplicably: "That's Jiang Qiyan's matter? Speaking of which, the nature of this case is so bad, if the murderer cannot be caught, he will be the one to blame."

Su Xian snorted coldly: "It's better for the Comprehensive Management Bureau to take off his black hat... I think this guy has become more and more outrageous since he was promoted."

Zhang Jibai smiled noncommittally, then squatted down, and twisted several pieces separately. After comparing them, he clicked his tongue in amazement: "This knife is really well-crafted, even in thickness, and the thickness of each piece is about the same."

Su Xian ignored this strange doctor with perverted tendencies, but walked up to the dwarf princess who had been vomiting non-stop since arriving at the scene: "Have you vomited enough? If you have enough, come and work."

"You, you, you! Don't touch me!" The curly-haired "poodle" wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and jumped three meters away in the blink of an eye, with disgust mixed with horror on his face, "If I were you , chopped off his hand!"

Su Xian spread his hands wonderingly: "Isn't it? There's a layer of gloves behind it."

"Come on..." "Poodle" snorted weakly, "This time it's too perverted! It's a hundred times more disgusting than a dead person gnawed by a different species..."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about the nausea, hurry up, go smell the smell, and find out the rest." Su Xian coaxed, "When all the corpses are found, I will let you go." Three days off."

"Only three days?" "Poodle" refused to accept it, and bargained with him, "I'll have to vomit for three days if I just vomit!"

Seeing that the Huairou policy had failed, Su Xian immediately changed his face, and said coldly: "If you continue talking nonsense, don't even think about it for three hours."

The "poodle" was pushed over step by step by Su Xian, but he only sniffed it, then turned his back and vomited.

Su Xian had no choice but to wait for her to finish vomiting. He returned to Zhang Jibai and squatted down: "Did you find anything?"

"The corpses have been sliced ​​like this, boiled again, and it's only a small part. What can I find? For a while, I can at most roughly deduce which part it belongs to based on the meat slices... But the death is confirmed. Don't think about time, it's basically impossible." Rao Zhang Jibai couldn't do anything about the pile of pieces of meat, and Su Xian kept shaking his head: "Damn it, it's terrible... the person who did it It's really..."

For a while, he couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"What do you think about this corpse throwing scene?"

"I have dispatched people to check nearby to see if there are any witnesses. This area is a residential area with a lot of residents, and people come and go frequently. There is still a high chance that the murderer will be noticed when he throws the body " Su Xian paused, then sighed again, "But it is also because of this, if we investigate and visit one by one, it is not enough to rely on the few people left behind by the Administration Bureau, this matter still depends on the picket team, after all They are overstaffed."

Zhang Jibai's eyes were still glued to the corpse: "It's beyond what ordinary people can do with a corpse to this extent."

Su Xian's eyes suddenly sank: "That's right, I just counted roughly, and there are about 60 to [-] pieces in this plastic bag, and there are only a few more parts that I didn't find. If you cut off pieces like this, you can still eat them." Keeping the height evenly thick and thin is really scalp-numbing."

"Extraordinary cruelty and heinous psychological quality." Zhang Jibai showed a little admiration, "The method of dismembering the corpse is very professional, and the perpetrator is absolutely proficient in dissection."

"I saw this method before, and instantly had a rough guess about the identity of the murderer, chef, butcher, or..." "Doctor."

Zhang Jibai took off his gloves and pushed down his glasses: "Your speculation is very reasonable, but I personally prefer the latter two occupations. A chef's knife skills meet the requirements, but he may not know how to dissect."

Su Xian's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help looking up and down at the doctor in front of him: "Speaking of it...you are also a doctor."

Zhang Jibai smiled slightly: "You're right. I'm proficient in anatomy and I'm very patient. I really fit the suspect."

His smile deepened a little: "If you don't have an alibi, you can really include me as a suspect."

Su Xian was silent for a moment, then said coldly: "Don't worry, I will have someone investigate whether you have any alibi."

Doctor Zhang shrugged: "In that case, I'll go back now and wait for Chief Su's subordinates to come..."

"I'll check mine, you do yours, don't try to be lazy. I'll have someone pack up the body parts, and you go back to the security station with my people." Su Xian said towards the "who was almost drowned in his vomit." "Poodle" went, and picked up her collar with one hand: "Be careful to vomit out your own bile... remember the smell? Let's go, let's find other parts of the body."

"Surnamed Su...you..." The woman's face was ashen, with nothing to love, "You didn't take off your gloves...you touched me..."

"Hey, don't worry about so many details at a time like this?" Not only did he not let go, but he quickened his pace, "It's important to solve the case!"