reckless detective

Chapter 359 A Hot Meal (1)

Entering mid-September, Beijing City ushered in the first drop in temperature.

The weather is getting colder and the temperature difference is getting bigger, and it is less than ten degrees in the morning and evening.Yan Ruyu turned on the air conditioner early, and the room was as hot as a steamer.

Every time Wu Cuo wanted to turn off the air conditioner, Yan Ruyu coughed up blood.

Malingering.This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly, and it is simply his trump card.

"Look at you, you are so weak, how can you find a girlfriend in the future?" Wu Cuo deliberately mocked him.

Yan Ruyu rolled her eyes, "There are no women here, who should I force to see? You? Forget it, I don't expect to be stronger than you."

……

Here, Yan Ruyu was in great pain because of the cold weather, thinking of ways to arrive late and leave early all day long.

On the other side, some people cheered up because of the cool weather.

The owner of Shenji Mutton Noodle Soup Shop is one of them.

As soon as it gets colder, people want to eat warm food. The business in the store is many times better than in summer. From morning to night, diners flock in an endless stream.

It just opened early this morning, and chef Wu Changan boiled the old soup as usual.

The big pot of old soup is bigger than a normal bathtub. Half pot of soup, half pot of lamb bones, and many Chinese medicinal materials make milky thick soup, which is the favorite of diners.

Many old diners who know how to eat want a bowl of mutton vermicelli soup, which can be added three times, and they are sweating profusely.

The pot was too big, and it was taller than a person on the stove, so Wu Changan had to stand on a stool to get the top of the pot.

Holding a large spoon in his hand, he stirred the soup pot from time to time.

When the spoon hits the lamb bone in the pot, it returns a solid feel.

Suddenly, Wu Changan felt that the spoon touched something soft.

He thought his feeling was wrong, because there were only hard lamb bones in the pot, and the meat on the bones had been shaved, how could it be soft?
He stirred again with a spoon to the place just now.

This time, Wu Chang'an was convinced that the soft feeling was definitely not groundless.

"Damn!" He cursed in a low voice: "Who the hell dropped the rag into the pot again? Don't you want to do it?!"

When Wu Changan got angry, everyone in the back kitchen, from the helper to the dishwashing lady to the proprietress who came to help early in the morning, stopped talking.

Everyone knows that even the boss has to respect the master.

The master tapped the soup pot twice with a spoon, making a bang bang sound, expressing his dissatisfaction, and then took another dip in the pot.

Together with the spoon, the master couldn't help but "Huh?"

The pot was steaming so hot that the master couldn't see clearly.He just felt that the things that were scooped up were very heavy, and those sheep bones that he put into the pot with his own hands would never be so heavy.

"what?"

He took a breath to dissipate the heat, and only then did he see a large piece of meat hooked on the spoon.

White, very tender meat, oblong, about 30 cm long and nearly 20 cm wide.

The meat was covered with bones, and it was heavy, like the torso of some kind of animal.

Wu Changan has dealt with sheep all his life, as long as he tastes or touches any piece of mutton, he can tell where the meat came from with his eyes closed.

However, he couldn't see this piece of meat.

Even if he looked closely, he still couldn't see it.

"This..." He looked around blankly.

The proprietress also noticed the abnormality, climbed up a stool, and leaned over to look at the things on the spoon.

"Everyone! Everyone, everyone!" After shouting, the landlady rolled her eyes and passed out.

Everyone in the back kitchen was in a hurry, pinching someone, carrying someone, making emergency calls... only Wu Changan was stirring the pot with a spoon.

"Head! Human head!"

Finally, Wu Chang'an also yelled loudly, and his yell overwhelmed all the hustle and bustle in the house.

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The serious case group arrived at Shenji Mutton Noodle Soup shop at 8:[-] in the morning.It was the time for office workers to go out for breakfast, and many diners stopped in a hurry, looked outside the cordon for a while to check the time, and hurriedly merged into the flow of people going to work.

As soon as forensic doctor Xu Xinger entered the back kitchen, he stared at the cauldron for boiling soup.

At this time, the soup pot has been lifted from the stove.

Xu Xing'er scooped it up with a spoon from time to time.On the ground, a child's corpse has been pieced together into a human form.

The head, torso, and limbs were found, all so overcooked that a hand and a foot and numerous fingers and toes had come off at the joints.

Xu Xing'er handed the colander to the forensic assistant, and observed the corpse himself.

He first carefully looked at the connection position of the limbs and the torso of the corpse, and then at the position of the neck, and concluded: "There is no cut mark, the child was put into the pot whole. Just now, the master took a spoon to fish it, and the spoon caught it." The torso..." Xu Xinger turned the torso upside down, pointed to a semicircular scar on his back and said, "This is left by a spoon."

Then, Xu Xing'er pointed to the broken neck and said: "There are tear marks on the flesh here, and there is a piece of fleshy skin on the back under the head, because when the torso was picked up, the meat was too rotten, and the neck could not hold back the head." weight, so it broke."

The master, who had been relieved, said: "That's right! When I picked up my body, I did feel light on my hand, as if something had broken and fell into the pot."

Yan Ruyu frowned and asked: "It was intact when it was put into the pot... So, is it possible that the child... was thrown into the pot alive?"

When he asked such a question, everyone present gasped.If that was the case, the murderer would be too cruel.

Xu Xinger frowned and said: "The condition of the corpse is not very good, it is too rotten. If you want to confirm whether it is alive or dead when it is put into the pot, you have to take it back for further examination, but..." Xu Xinger glanced at the tall stove Taiwan, and took another look at Wu Cuo.

Wu Cuo understood his gesture, took over the conversation and said: "What can be confirmed now is that the child definitely did not fall into the pot by himself.

The pot has the same shape as the oil tank in the gas station, it is tall and deep, more than one meter high. Even if such a big child climbs up on the stove, it is impossible for him to fall into the pot, let alone on the stool. There is only one possibility for him to enter the pot: he was thrown in. "

Yan Ruyu nodded, "There is no doubt about it. The child is in the pot, but the clothes and shoes are not there. If it fell in, did you take off your clothes before falling in?"

The three of them were discussing, only to hear someone yelling: "Hey! Wake up, wake up! The proprietress is awake!"

As soon as the proprietress woke up, she rushed into the back kitchen crying and screaming, yelling, "Xiao Yu! You died so miserable! Who hurt you?!... How can I explain to your mother!... Come back to life! Take another look at Auntie..."

Hearing her shout, Minghui rushed to her, supported her and asked, "Did you recognize the deceased? Are you his aunt?"

The proprietress was already sobbing, she just nodded.

"Who did it? It's devoid of conscience!... How can I explain to the child's mother..."

After the proprietress stabilized her mood, she finally revealed what she knew.

(End of this chapter)