A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The proprietress of the grocery store was extremely puzzled: "But... why does she, an old woman, want a little girl?" She couldn't support herself, so could she steal it and sell it?

Yeats looked at the landlady, "You are her neighbor, what do you think?"

"She...she..." the landlady thought for a while, "I don't know when she goes to the vegetable market every morning. Who knows when she stole the child and sold it!"

When Hua Ding heard what the landlady said, she rushed to bang on the old lady's door like crazy, but was stopped by Teng Chong and others.

Yeats shouted: "Quiet."

sell away?
She glanced coldly at the courtyard, which was as dark as hell, took a deep breath and said, "Captain Teng, call the door."

"Yes, my lord."

As soon as the serious moment came, Teng Chong immediately straightened up, led the police officers and knocked on the door, "Open the door... open the door... Dali Temple is handling the case..."

After calling, I waited for the people inside to respond. In the cold night, it suddenly became quiet. Only the north wind passed through the alley, and the sound of a small whistling reached my ears, unknowingly making people's hair stand on end.

Pei Jingning looked at Ye Zhi, who had been staring at the courtyard door, and saw that her face was tense and ready to go, as if she could catch the evil kid with her bare hands at any time.

For a while, there was no movement inside the courtyard gate, and Teng Chong turned around.

Yeats nodded.

Teng Chong responded and waved his hand, "Climb in."

"Yes." The officer in charge of climbing in the police immediately climbed over the dilapidated wall, pulled the bolt from inside, and opened the courtyard door.

Zhang Jin and two yamen who specially held lanterns stood on both sides of the door. The lanterns on the four sides suddenly lit up, illuminating the inside and outside of the courtyard.

I don't know when, people in the alley have gathered in front of the grocery store, and everyone silently looked at this smelly little courtyard that has been closed all year round. Even in the cold winter, the smell inside came out as the door opened. People rushed towards me.

"Ah..." The people gathered at the front couldn't help but cover their mouths and take a step back.

Inside the courtyard gate, in front of the dilapidated wall, there are piles of torn mats, weeds, bamboo poles, and food residues. It is simply a garbage dump.

Yeats turned his head and said, "Sir, please wait a moment!" This means, don't go in.

For some reason, Pei Jingning wanted to laugh at a scene that was obviously very serious and might even contain a murder. His wife thought he would dislike it?

No, him not going in has nothing to do with this at all, but it is her main battlefield now, and he is just waiting for her to take action.

Seeing that Yeats was about to go in, Zhang Jin waved to the little men holding lanterns to open the way with him. Yeats, Teng Chong and others quickly followed.

Outside the courtyard gate, Hua and his wife wanted to follow in, but were blocked by the policeman who stayed at the door. "Master Ye has not given any orders, so we can't enter for now."

In the courtyard, there was a loud movement at the door. Unless someone who was really deaf couldn't hear it, it would be impossible not to get up.

Zhang Jin bowed with a knife and stepped on the garbage on the floor to find the room where the old woman slept. When the lantern was held up to illuminate the room, she was sitting on the edge of the bunk, looking at the visitor indifferently with a pair of muddy old eyes.

As a criminal investigator, I had seen as many as eight hundred criminals in the cases I took over, but the old woman's eyes still shocked Yeats.

When he first entered the house, before the lantern was raised high, the light was dim, and he seemed to see a pair of eyes without eyeballs. Yeats couldn't help but tremble. When the policeman raised the lantern to welcome the light, Yeats realized that the old woman seemed to have cataracts. , the lesion covered the pupil, and the whites and kernels of the eyes became one, like an imp without eyeballs.

This situation must have seriously affected her life. It's not easy for her to be able to boil eggs and sell them.But the thought passed away. Yeats immediately asked Teng Chong to search for the little girl, and she herself followed.

This is a courtyard with one entrance and one exit. It is not a problem to accommodate five or six people. But now only the old woman lives there, and it seems very empty.

Just when Teng Chong assigned people to investigate separately, Yeats came to the house next door where the old lady lived. There was a casserole on a dilapidated small square table in the middle of the room. There was still soup left in it, and the soup was dripping with sweat inside and outside. Yes, as the night gets colder, the fat in the soup condenses into lumps, here and there, which is disgusting to watch.

At some point, the yellow dog that Yeats had looked at in the garbage dump rushed in, wagging its tail and gnawing happily at the bones scattered everywhere on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the blood in Yeats's body seemed to freeze instantly.

Didn’t the proprietress of the grocery store say that she occasionally buys pigs to eat?
Do pigs have bones in their urine?
She suppressed her trembling hands and picked up a piece. Even without the light, she could tell that it was a human toe bone, and her tears instantly flowed down.

In fact, when she looked into the dog's eyes, she had inferred that the little girl had been killed, but when it was confirmed, she still couldn't bear it.

"Teng Butou..."

Teng Chong was searching other places, and happened to find the children's clothes scattered on the ground. Just as he was wondering if the old woman had picked up the clothes, he was startled when he heard Yeats' trembling cry and ran over quickly.

"what's wrong?"

Yeats took a deep breath, "Here!" she said, pointing to the scattered bones on the ground.

At this moment, the dog was quickly restrained to prevent it from chewing the bones. It howled anxiously: "Woof woof..."

Teng Chong was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes in disbelief, "You mean, little... she... was eaten by this old godly woman making soup?"

It's so scary and appalling.

Yeats took a deep breath again, "I guess this is not the first offender. Let me ask you how many children have disappeared in the past few years."

"Yes." Teng Chong glanced at the old woman next door who was still sitting calmly by the bed. God, why don't you accept this old immortal who has killed a thousand swords?

Yeats took a breath, wiped his tears, came out and quickly walked to Pei Jingning.

Pei Jingning bent down and listened to her whisper as if he had been working together for a long time.

"Sir, hurry up and call Yan Wuzuo. We may be busy until dawn tonight. Otherwise, you should go back first."

Pei Jingning waved his hand, "Did you hear that?"

Bai Lang nodded immediately, "Understood." He immediately turned around to make arrangements.

The onlookers in the alley were so frightened by the seriousness of the government that they didn't even dare to breathe. Could it be that the old woman who sold braised eggs every afternoon killed the smart and cute Miao'er?

But why?Mrs. Hua Ding occasionally helped her. Could it be that she could repay her kindness with revenge?

Yeats didn't know what the people were thinking, and she didn't care whether Pei Shaoqing went back or not. She walked into the courtyard again, ordered people to light many more lanterns, and conducted a blanket search with the detectives. After a while, someone in the utility room Miao'er's head was found under the haystack, and the little girl's frightened eyes did not close.

Heartbroken, Yeats covered his own eyes with one hand and closed her eyes with the other. Rest in peace, little Miao'er. I hope that I will never meet a bad person again in my next reincarnation.