Pork Butcher - C113

This case of many people dying was quickly moving towards an unsolved case, because the police were still unable to find any direction to investigate it, not even a hint of suspicion in their eyes. However, the pressure from all sides was getting bigger, especially the hidden rules of their internal murder, which made the people who handled the case so anxious that their hair turned white.

The medical conditions here were simply too poor, which was detrimental to the recovery of the patients. Especially the psychological ones, for the past few days, there were people who came everyday to ask Zhong Yao about it, causing Zhong Yao to scream incessantly in fear, causing her wounds to worsen, and even the police, who repeatedly complained about it to Zhong Yao, wanted to send him away like a plague god.

Seeing that, Hao Ren did the same. For Zhong Yao’s father to be able to cause trouble, he was the same as well. An honest man acted in a scheme for his son, and Hao Ren agreed to let him bring Hao Jian away.

When they were halfway through their journey, he stopped at a hotel and asked us to help him return Hao Jian’s soul.

For this, we busied ourselves for an entire day. Sun Yong and I teamed up and used the Soul Calming Curse to pacify his Soul.

After his soul had returned to his body, Hao Jian’s consciousness had already recovered. However, his emotions were still extremely unstable, or to be more precise, he still felt extremely insecure and had not come out from the shadows of that night.

After Hao Jian recovered, he hugged his family and cried. On the other hand, Sun Yong and I were so tired, we went back to our beds and slept.

But on the second day, we met Hao Jian, and from the very beginning, we revealed our identities. “Hao Jian, we are mages, it was we who saved you, twice, once was in that old villa, and the other time was yesterday when we recovered your consciousness, so, here, you can speak whatever you want, you don’t have to be afraid at all, understand?

Hao Jian’s pupils became anxious and the muscles on his face began to contort. Even though our words gave him a lot of security hints, it also unceasingly reminded him of that night’s scene.

“I, I, I don’t know anything. I was very tired that day, and fell asleep,” Hao Jian said after he had calmed down.

“It doesn’t matter. You just have to say what you know.” I tried to keep my voice down.

I’ll try my best, that day, when I woke up, I heard a scream from behind, and then I saw Yaoyao, she said that Ye Chong had killed everyone, but right at that moment, Zhao Xinyi appeared again, she told me that Yaoyao was the killer, I can’t tell who was lying, but then, I saw, saw, Zhao, Zhao Xinyi had a knife stuck in her back, even if he stabbed it in, she, is she a ghost … and then, my head hurt, I don’t know what to do, I just want to go home, yes, I want to go home, don’t stop me, I want to go home …

After speaking simply, Hao Jian started to get excited, and started to become addicted to the terrifying scene in the sky, and instantly crumbled. In the end, it was Sun Yong who took action, and directly knocked him out.

“Now, it seems that Zhong Yao is the most suspicious one, she didn’t run away.” After hearing Hao Jian’s words, Sun Yong was sure that Zhong Yao was the most suspicious one.

Afterwards, we took Hao Ren’s money, and after telling him about the taboos to watch out for, we left their team. After a whole day of travelling, we chased Zhong Yao and the rest to the back of their carriages, only that they were almost home by then.

The industry of Zhong Family was very big, but it was mostly developed around pigs, such as three large pig farms, a centralized slaughterhouse, sausage processing factory, and a meat supply company. It could be said that Zhong Yao’s father, Zhong Linsheng, was a pig king, and Zhong Linsheng was the founder of the Zhong Family family business even earlier.

could do it all by himself, and he would be even more famous when selling meat. If someone gave him the nickname of “one kilogram of meat”, you could ask for one kilogram of meat, and he would definitely not slash it into one or two halves. It would be as much as he said it would be, and he had never made a mistake in doing so.

It was under the influence of Zhong Ying’s ears and eyes that Zhong Linsheng started his pig raising business, and then slowly grew to become such a large enterprise.

However, after his Zhong Family had developed, Old Man Zhong Ying did not retire immediately. He was also a person who could not rest, instead, he strolled over to the pig farm and the slaughterhouse everyday.

And today, Zhong Ying had come to the slaughterhouse once again, to the slaughterhouse. In the slaughterhouse, the manager of the carriage was a relative of Zhong Family. When he saw Zhong Ying, he immediately went up to him and said, “Uncle, I heard that Yaoyao’s niece was injured.

The relatives of Zhong Family received the news of Zhong Yao’s accident, and words of condolences were sent over one after another. However, they did not receive any response, nor were they allowed to visit.

“I’m fine, I’m fine, am I not back?” Zhong Ying said gloomily.

“That’s good, Bodhisattva bless…” The director said a lot of good things.

“Oh right, how many pigs will I slaughter today?” Zhong Ying asked.

“Eh, let me take a look at that.” The director was surprised for a moment, then quickly grabbed a notebook from the desk and said, “Hmm, as usual, there’s a total of 50 of them processed and sold fresh meat. By now, we’ve already finished killing 20. Old Uncle, did you also need one today?”

The head knew that the old man still had the habit of slaughtering pigs, so he would frequently come to the slaughterhouse to play twice. This was because in the past two years, he had grown up, so Zhong Linsheng had instructed him not to play anymore to prevent any accidents.

“Yes, today I want to enjoy myself. You let the workers rest, I will take the rest,” Zhong Ying rubbed his hands, as if he was eager to give it a try.

“What? All of you, come with me? Old Uncle, don’t, don’t, don’t joke with me!” The director was shocked.

Even a strong man wouldn’t be able to kill many of them in a day. Although the slaughterhouse had started its work, split up into several parts and split up from slaughtering, a person couldn’t kill more than 30. And this uncle of his was almost 70 years old.

“Do I look like I’m joking with you, don’t tell others about this matter, it seems like you have a hard time becoming this director, you should move your position,” Zhong Ying said with a straight face.

This old man must have gone mad today, to say such words, but he was forced to the point where he had no other choice, because the old man had already made it very clear that his position was about to change.

The director had no other choice, he went into the workshop after a few more instructions, then called the workers out to let them rest first. He didn’t say there was a holiday, he was afraid the old man would run out of strength when the time came and no one would be able to work on him.

After Zhong Ying put on the protective suit, he walked unsteadily into the slaughterhouse. However, as soon as he walked in, he took off the mask, and immediately, the stench of blood entered his nose. Zhong Ying took a deep breath, as though he was satisfied with the result.

A pig was tied up in the corner. Seeing Zhong Ying’s appearance, it started to shiver uncontrollably and tremble uncontrollably, screaming as it tried to escape. Unfortunately, it was tightly tied up.

“Shua!” Zhong Ying revealed the black pig slaughtering knife that was hidden on his body, then quickly walked a few steps forward until he was standing in front of the pig. “Puchi”, he stabbed the blade into the pig’s throat and blood vessel.

“Swish! Swish!” Blood began to flow from the wound, but the amount of blood that flowed from it was extremely small.

After waiting for almost half a minute, Zhong Ying finally took out the handle of the blade, went out, and called for the people to send the pig to the next workshop to decompose it.

“Uncle, why, why didn’t you kill him on the work table? Also, why did the pig’s blood drop to the ground, this,” The dean was dumbfounded when he entered the room.

The slaughterhouse had its own rules. It had to disinfect and sterilize the pig before killing it. Pig slaughtering could only be done on the work table. Pig blood had to be collected. And so on. However, his uncle didn’t comply at all today.

“Enough of your rubbish. Next, hurry up and go!” Zhong Ying said coldly.

The dean suddenly shivered. He felt his heart stop beating as he looked at his uncle in shock. Since when was his uncle so terrifying? Even when he was young, he did not have such an imposing manner.

“Fine, fine fine, it’s all your pigs. If you like to kill, then kill. If you like to waste, then waste!” The director inwardly cursed. Pig blood wasn’t worth much, but it was still a large amount of income.

Soon after, pigs were brought into the workshop and pulled out one by one. When the old man walked out, the murderous aura surrounding him was so strong that no one dared to look him in the eye, and the stench of blood on his body was so strong that no one dared to go near him.

“This old man is too godly!” The owner of the workshop slapped his thigh. Nearly seventy old men killed thirty pigs in one go; he was just too fierce.

“Tell the workers to rest tomorrow, and all the pigs tomorrow, let me do it,” Zhong Ying took off his protective suit, then patted the director’s shoulder while smiling.

The office manager was immediately petrified. This, this, was he about to become a pig slaughtering demon?