I'm only five years old, how come I've become the military region's darling?

Xiao Chun couldn't wait to run to the outside of Fu Chen's interrogation room, peeking inside furtively. Fu Chen was getting annoyed by Qin Yuezheng's questions. "Officer, I just went to Qin Dahai to buy some men's medicine. I really don't know how he died. Besides, I spent the whole night with Comrade Gao Aiqin last night."

He was very anxious. How could he be so unlucky? What if the police found out that he had bought abortion pills?

Now he can only pray that the police haven't found out. He's already asked someone to deliver his medicine. If Su Mei loses her child and he gets implicated, that's fine. But if he fails, he'll want to die.

Xiao Chun sneered as she watched Fu Chen evade the question. These guys really think they're so clever and unassuming.

Behind her, Xing Yong lifted the little girl, who was eavesdropping, by the head with one hand, and held her up by both armpits, looking her straight in the eye. "What? Are you worried about other people not having good luck?"

"Xiaochun didn't!"

Xing Yong chuckled, his expression sly and wicked.

"If you peek again, you'll get a spanking."

Xiao Chun's face flushed red, and she covered her bottom with her small hands. "Captain Xing!"

"Alright, I'm going out anyway, I'll give you a ride home. Kids who stay up all night will become short." Xing Yong carried the person out of the police station like a briefcase with one hand.

The sun was still high in the sky when Xing Yong steadily placed Xiao Chun on the crossbar of the bicycle, and with a push of his leg, the bicycle shot off.

On the way home from get off work, the streets were bustling with noise. Buses and trolleys jingled with their long whips, and men and women rode bicycles back and forth. Xing Yong pedaled his bicycle through the streets and alleys.

Large red slogans were painted on the buildings along the street. Xiao Chun saw Xing Yong arrive at the entrance of the Victory Hotel where the severed hand was found. At this time, the door was closed. The boss was so frightened that he went back to his hometown overnight to calm down.

Xing Yong rode along the back alley for a while before his car veered off the road behind him and landed on a path by the river. This was the location where the first dismembered body had been found that day. Xing Yong put his long legs on the ground, glanced down, and continued forward. The sky gradually darkened, and the sun in the west slowly became a bright red pancake, dazzlingly bright.

Xing Yong looked at the three body disposal sites in no time, and raised his hand to check his watch.

It takes 20 minutes to cycle to these three locations, so it would take a normal person 60 minutes one way. These locations are all on the same route, so the murderer didn't just randomly drop them off without a purpose.

The first place after leaving the restaurant is under the water plants in the fast-flowing downstream water, the second is a long-abandoned dry well, and the third is the air-raid shelter in front of us.

Xing Yong frowned deeply, but why would the murderer carry a severed hand around? And where did the victim Qin Dahai's head go?

Xing Yong gazed at the gradually darkening sky, the howling wind around him adding to the eerie atmosphere.

Xiao Chun scratched her cheek, while Captain Xing looked very anxious.

The little guy patted Xing Yong's arm understandingly, "Captain Xing, we'll definitely find it, don't worry."

"Understood." Xing Yong composed himself, a smile playing on his lips, and prepared to turn and leave.

Xiaochun rubbed softly against his arm, glanced back at the dark area behind her, and her knowledge about disposing of and dismembering bodies inadvertently popped into her mind.

If she had killed someone and was preparing to dispose of the body, dragging a snakeskin bag down such a dark road in the middle of the night, intending to destroy the evidence of the crime, it would require extremely strong mental fortitude. First, she would throw away the easily identifiable limbs, then the dismembered torso, and finally the internal organs. She would probably feel relieved after throwing away these. She would hurriedly take the parts that could identify the deceased and try to find a place to dispose of them.

Suddenly, Xiaochun paused, gripping Xing Yong's arm.

"Captain Xing, why did the murderer take her arm and head with her? If she was afraid of being recognized, she had many ways to destroy those features. Why go through all that trouble to carry such dangerous things around?"

"Sizzle!" Xing Yong suddenly stopped his bicycle. The investigation data showed that from last night to this morning, the militia team searched those streets because they were looking for vagrants. They believed that the murderer must have hidden the severed hand in the garbage dump in a panic because he was afraid of being discovered by the militia.

The severed hand may be related to the killer's identity, so it was taken away along with the information.

This is also what people can't understand: if the murderer was so scared, why did he only lose his hand, but what about his head?

"Captain Xing, this person was able to plan so many hidden places to conceal the body so precisely, she must have planned it very carefully. Would she really carry a severed hand and head around? If it were Xiao Chun, I would rather cook the body and cut it into pieces, then no one would know, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xing Yong's eyes trembled slightly as he looked down at Xiao Chun's small head.

[Ding~ Congratulations, host, you've caught the eye of the cops. Reputation points +20]

Xiaochun froze instantly, trying to find a way to recover, when a thunderous hand landed on her head.

"Who taught you to be so cruel?"

Did you cook it and then cut it into pieces?

Is this something a normal child would say?

Xing Yong ground his back teeth. "Ruan Xiaochun, have you forgotten that you're now a consultant for the Public Security Bureau? That means you're practically a police officer! Do you want to go to jail?"

Xiao Chun's round face instantly turned serious, and she raised her little hand, "Captain Xing, Xiao Chun absolutely did not, it was just a story told by the old man in the cowshed, a ghost story from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio."

Xing Yong quickly covered her mouth, saying, "You're not allowed to say 'Do you know?' anymore."

Seriously, what kind of nonsense did that old man teach? How dare he spread these supernatural tales?

However, Xiaochun's words seemed to be a bolt of lightning illuminating the broken point in his line of reasoning.

He rode his bike with Xiaochun this way today because he felt something was wrong!

At this moment, Xiaochun's words seemed to suddenly open up his Ren and Du meridians, and he finally saw that something was wrong!

The profile fits the characteristics of a dismemberment and body disposal case, but it overlooks one issue: the murderer was alone with his arm and head.

Where is the necessity?

If, as the psychologists analyzed, it was to destroy evidence of her identity, then she clearly had a more suitable way. And even if she lost it, why did she only lose her arm and not her head?

If it gets thrown away unexpectedly...

Xing Yong frowned and thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, "Alright, I'll take you back first."

There are some things he needs to verify.

Xing Yong hopped on his bicycle and headed towards the military area. When he reached the gate, he put the little guy down, his face serious. "You can't say those things like that anymore, understand?"

"Got it, Captain Xing!" Xiao Chun skipped and hopped into the gate, then turned around and waved enthusiastically to Xing Yong.

I breathed a sigh of relief after everyone left. Seriously, these skills are a bit dangerous. I guess I need to restrain myself in the future, otherwise, if one day... that would really scare people to death.

Xiaochun happily walked towards the guesthouse, but unexpectedly bumped into Ding Xiao.

She was hurrying inside when she saw Xiaochun and stopped, slightly out of breath. "Xiaochun, you just got back?"

Xiaochun blinked and smiled, "Yes, Aunt Ding, are you going to work the night shift?"

"What? Something happened at the hospital, something happened at the detention center, I..."

Ding Xiao suddenly covered her mouth and slapped herself a few times. "Oh dear, I can't say. It seems something happened to Su Mei. I'm off to tell you now."

Something happened in Koh Samui?

Xiao Chun watched Ding Xiao's retreating figure, her eyes darting around, wondering what to do. She wanted to watch the show.