Why it never ends

Chapter 1171 The Dead

Lai Lin laughed out loud immediately, as if Si Lei had played a very bold joke.

But soon, she found that she was the only one laughing in the room - whether it was Si Lei or Ximoya, their expressions were abnormally calm.

Lai Lin's laughter and expression slowly froze, and then he looked at everyone in confusion: "...murder?"

Si Lei, Ximoya and Hesta laughed out loud at this time. All three of them were amused by Lai Lin's changing expression.

"What are you thinking about!" Hesta patted Lai Lin's shoulder, "I am a law-abiding mercury needle, how could I do such a thing?"

Lai Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's get back to the point," Hesta said, "Now that the account has been handed to us, we have to respond."

"Yes," Ximoya said, "If we accept such a ridiculous account, we will be a soft persimmon."

"I have an idea." Si Lei said suddenly.

Several people looked at her in unison.

"Power cuts." Si Lei said.

That night, when Lai Lin and the others left Hesta's study, it was about eleven o'clock. They talked a lot about the next plan of the farm. Lai Lin was very happy that Hesta was still thinking about this manor and did not become a hands-off manager.

The night wind blew in from the window at the end of the corridor, and Lai Lin shivered for no reason.

She and her sister Ellie did not live in the palace, and although she often came to visit, she still lived on the farm for her daily work.

"Do you want me to see you off?" Si Lei asked.

"No need, I came here in a pickup truck." Lai Lin said.

Si Lei waved at her, and Lai Lin did the same thing - but at this moment she suddenly wanted to ask Si Lei what the word "murder" meant tonight?
But seriously, can killing people solve the problem? If it could, then Trion would have already started a massacre on the farm.

What can Hesta do in a place where even a local tyrant like Trion can't handle it?

Who could she kill?
……

At four o'clock in the morning, the first brutally dismembered male corpse appeared on the farm.

A laborer who got up early to walk his dog passed by the bushes he walked ten times a day. The smell of rust in the air immediately alerted him. At the same time, the three hounds in his hands almost couldn't control themselves from rushing into the depths of the bushes, so he went forward to check...

After a few seconds, the man immediately retreated and vomited continuously on the side of the road.

At six o'clock, the town police drove over, and Lai Lin was also notified to come for questioning. The deceased was the old gatekeeper of the coffee garden cluster, Mao, who had worked here for almost his entire life. He was old and his physical strength could not keep up, so the foreman reassigned him a job as a gatekeeper.

As the person in charge of the farm, Lai Lin was told more details: the time of death of the deceased was initially determined to be between eight and ten o'clock last night, the head and genitals were missing, and the body below the neck was cut into left and right upper arms, left and right thighs, chest and abdomen, pelvis and internal organs. The wounds were clean and the edges were smooth, which was most likely done after death.

Lai Lin didn't see the scene, but he felt a chill just by listening to the description.

At this moment, another policeman came and started shouting from a dozen steps away, "We found the head, we found the head!" Lai Lin followed several policemen and walked forward. They came to the vicinity of the settlement again. The door of the old gatehouse was open. Many people gathered nearby, staring at the entrance and exit of the house. Soon, a policeman came out with a chamber pot, the old man's head on it, and the severed genitals stuffed in his mouth.

Lai Lin immediately looked away.

"Sorry, I was interrupted just now. I still have a few questions for you." The police caught up with Lai Lin, "Where were you between 8 and 10 last night?"

"I'm not at the farm," Lai Lin said with difficulty, "I'm at the palace. I checked accounts with a few friends last night. It was around seven o'clock, and we didn't leave until eleven o'clock..."

"Who are they?"

"Yes... the inspector," Lai Lin said, "and Ms. Si Lei and Ms. Xi Mo Ya... yes, that's the four of us."

The policeman asked some other questions and Lai Lin answered them one by one.

"Okay, do you think there's anything else you'd like to add?"

Lai Lin felt a little scared. Thinking of the conversation last night, she immediately shook her head: "No more."

……

Santa was also a little uneasy throughout the day.

She had heard about Mao's case early in the morning. Old Mao died in a tragic way. Although she had cursed this old man many times and believed that he would be punished by God sooner or later, when the retribution really came, she felt a chill down her spine.

"Santa." An old voice suddenly came from behind her, which scared Santa. She turned around and saw Wosandta and another middle-aged woman standing diagonally behind her.

"I'm going to die!" Santa screamed, "I'm scared to death!"

Wosandta smiled and said, "Can I borrow your kitchen now?"

Santa still didn't like these whale people from the south, but they were now well dressed, well fed, and slept in the same magnificent palace as everyone else, so that after so many days, they looked somewhat like human beings.

"What?" Santa suppressed the disgust in her heart - she knew that Hesta didn't like the people on the farm being mean to these whale people, especially this Wosandta, whom Hesta obviously liked and admired very much.

"Today is Sangunde's birthday," Wosunda pointed to the woman next to her, "We caught a chicken and were looking for a place to cook it."

Santa was a little reluctant, but still lowered her head and touched the key - Hesta now let her be in charge of the kitchen, and even the chefs who had worked in the palace for most of their lives had to get her nod before entering the kitchen.

"Afternoon tea will be prepared soon, hurry up." Santa muttered.

"It's very quick. Sangonde's hands and feet are very nimble." said the old man.

After entering the kitchen, Sangtada watched the two whalemen busy themselves without helping. Wosandta boiled water, and Sangtada cut the chicken's throat and began to bleed it - whalemen eat blood, and chicken and duck blood are very delicious ingredients. After a whole bowl of deep red chicken blood had fallen, she began to remove the feathers of the chicken, scald the skin, and scrub it over and over again.

Santa watched the woman bring the processed whole chicken to the chopping board and skillfully remove two chicken legs - the woman seemed to use almost no force with the knife, she just touched here and there, then pushed the blade downwards, breaking the ligaments, and the chicken leg meat loosened and fell into the woman's hands like childbirth.

She disassembled the whole chicken into several neat modules: legs, wings, breast, back...

Santa watched for a while and was surprised that this whale man had such good knife skills... The two of them seemed to be careful in their work, so she didn't have to worry about them turning the kitchen upside down.