I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 198 Search
It is hard for ordinary people to imagine that some people live in darkness like in horror movies all year round.

When Lao Zhuang led the team to knock on the door of taxi driver Chen.

The person who opened the door was a little girl in school uniform, and a male student about seventeen or eighteen years old stood behind her.

Both children, one big and one small, were very pretty but very thin, and clearly looked malnourished.

In Hong Kong, even those who pick up garbage and receive relief would not starve themselves to this extent.

"Are you here to look for Chen Xyun?"

The little girl stared at Lao Zhuang with blinking eyes. Although her tone was childish, it was extremely affirmative, as if she had expected it.

"Chen Xyun is not at home. He drove out."

The boy pulled the little girl behind him and opened the door to let the police in.

"Which room does Chen Xyun live in?"

Lao Zhuang stood in the living room and looked around. This was a typical small three-bedroom apartment in Hong Kong, with a master bedroom, two secondary bedrooms, a living room, kitchen, and bathroom.

There was a single bedding on the sofa in the living room and a stack of middle school textbooks on the coffee table. It seemed that this sofa was the boy's bed.

"Sir, the one inside."

The boy pointed to a locked iron door. All the other rooms had a single wooden door, but that room had a chained iron door with a wooden door inside.

The door was locked and the boy shook his head, meaning that he didn't have the key.

Lao Zhuang waved his hand, and the police officer behind him returned to the car, took out a pair of large iron shears, and directly cut the chain short.

Everyone walked in and gasped.

Is this guy a taxi driver or a photographer? The things in this room are valuable, with all kinds of cameras, tripods, fill lights, and more equipment than an average small film crew.

Just as Lao Zhuang raised his hand to let the following police officers search, the door of the room rang.

A tall young man ran into the room in a hurry.

When the two siblings saw the man coming in, they hurriedly left the room and hid in the second bedroom next door.

Lao Zhuang glanced at the person who came.

He is about 1.80 meters tall, wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, has a gentle and elegant temperament, and has a bit of scholarly air.

As soon as this man entered the room, he immediately straightened his face and looked at Lao Zhuang with a smile.

"Sir, you broke my door without a search warrant. That's not good."

The man smiled with a forced smile, his body trembling slightly.

"Besides, didn't a police officer come to see it before?"

Lao Zhuang snorted coldly.

"Is it impossible to watch it again after watching it?"

After saying that, the two police officers pushed the man away, walked to the door and locked it. Lao Zhuang and three other police officers blocked the man at the door, leaving him no room to escape.

"Hehe, officer, what are you doing?"

Seeing that his retreat was blocked, the man adjusted his glasses and licked his lips, obviously a little panicked.

He leaned against the door, trying to remain calm.

"Boy, the stuff in your room is worth a lot of money. Why did you buy so many camera equipment? Do you want to make a movie?"

Lao Zhuang paced in the room, looking left and right.

"Haha, Sir, you are joking. This is just my hobby, a pure hobby. All the money I earned over the years was spent on these devices."

Lao Zhuang sat on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face and glanced around the bedroom.

This is the master bedroom. It is very large, almost 600 square meters, and occupies half of the entire suite.

Photographic equipment was placed in the middle of the room, and on the side by the window was a huge bookshelf filled with magazines.

Lao Zhuang remained calm and pointed at the bookshelf. Two police officers immediately stepped forward and began to flip through the books on the shelf.

"Sir, these are just hobbies. It's normal for men to like watching these things."

The man at the door looked embarrassed.

The two policemen flipped through more than a dozen books on the bookshelf, and their faces became more and more excited.

"Banana magazine? The magazines you have here, haha, probably weigh over a hundred pounds."

Lao Zhuang took a magazine, flipped through two pages, and sneered.

Who can buy so many Banana magazines? The bookshelf is full of them. A rough estimate is that there are several thousand copies. There are also some nude albums. If you insist on saying it is a personal hobby, the police can't do anything if you collect more. But.

Lao Zhuang flipped through two pages at random and pointed at the photo of the woman in the album.

"Where are the women, xx and xx, in these photos? Did you cut them all out?"

"Mr. Zhuang, these on the bookshelf have also been cut, and none of them have sz organs."

Lao Zhuang ignored the man's explanation, but stood up, squatted down and lifted the bed sheet.

There was actually a huge iron box under the bed with two locks on it.

Lao Zhuang stretched out his hand and tried to pull it, but he couldn't move it.

"Open."

Lao Zhuang stepped aside, and two young police officers dragged out the iron box. Without asking the man for the key, they directly used the large iron scissors.

"click"

With two crisp sounds, the iron lock fell to the ground and the box opened.

"Sir, this is my personal belongings."

The man tried to step forward but was stopped by a police officer.

Lao Zhuang looked at the open box. The top layer was filled with films. These things were nothing special. For a photography enthusiast, it was normal to hide some films.

Remove the film.

There was also a pile of shiny surgical instruments, such as scissors and scalpels.

Turning the page further down, there were several glass jars filled with red liquid. A young police officer picked up a jar out of curiosity.

I just got it in my hand and haven’t opened it yet.

With a loud bang, he vomited.

The remaining police officers also came closer and took a look.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Pounce on the street!"

Then came the sounds of vomiting one after another.

The room was filled with sourness from the vomit, and the floor was all over the place.

Before he finished vomiting, one of the young police officers stood up and punched the man in the face, sending the man flying backwards with his glasses.

It turned out that these jars were all filled with female organs soaked in formalin. These were not models. There were bits of flesh scattered around the edges of the organs, and they were most likely cut from living people.

Several police officers had red eyes and were all staring at the man with glasses.

Lao Zhuang covered his nose, opened the window, pushed aside several police officers, and took out a one-meter-long electric saw from the bottom of the large iron box.

The teeth of the chainsaw were stained with blood and there were a lot of pieces of meat that had not been cleaned up yet.

At the bottom of the box was a pair of white women's shoes.

Unlike other items, this pair of shoes was placed in a shoe box. Although there were signs of being worn, the shoes were brushed very clean.

The man staggered to his feet from the ground, his face filled with extreme fear.

"Don't take my shoes! Don't take my shoes!!"

"Your shoes?! They're women's shoes!"

Lao Zhuang was also furious and kicked the man in the face.

Lao Zhuang now really wants to beat this beast into a cripple.

Not only did he not care about his own affairs, he even spared no effort on his younger brothers and sisters at home.

Although the two kids were wearing school uniforms, there were fingerprints on their necks, bruises on their faces, and shoe prints on their brother's butt. They acted as if they had seen a ghost when they saw their eldest brother, which shows how deep the fear in the siblings' hearts was.

Needless to say, his foolish father would not have an easy life either.

Lao Zhuang hated these beasts that harmed his family the most.

"Take away all the people and the right and wrong!"

Lao Zhuang glanced at his watch.
"Advisor Jiang said that we should bring the person here within an hour, so hurry up."

(End of this chapter)