Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 522 Shocking scene!
"Stand still, police!"

Fang Yonghui roared and quickly pulled the safety pin.

Butcher Zhao on the side was still thinking about his words and was about to say hello when he pulled out his gun again?
He quickly covered his head and dodged to the side, away from the ruthless Fang Yonghui.

Fang Yonghui shouted downstairs: "Old Qian, come up quickly!"

Li Jiang held the handles of the cart tightly with both hands. On the cart were two large blue barrels filled with mixed pig feed.

He must be at least 1.85 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a big waist, like a fucking sumo wrestler.

Moreover, his chest was tanned by the sun, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he stood there in a daze with a silly expression on his face and a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Fang Yonghui didn't move, but stared at him coldly, always feeling that this man's smile was weird.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qian Baishan running up and about to step forward.

At this time, Li Jiang turned around and ran towards the pigpen.

"Don't run!" Fang Yonghui's eyes fixed and he shouted.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The bullet hit the mud behind Li Jiang, and a few wisps of green smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun.

But this man was not afraid at all. He continued to run forward, twisting his fat body.

Because he was wearing water boots, he ran very slowly.

After Qian Baishan came over, Fang Yonghui put away his gun and quickly chased after him.

The two men ran separately and caught up from the left and right sides.

Qian Baishan was faster. He ran up and pounced from the left.

Li Jiang was pounced on all of a sudden, but he was very strong and his body just shook a little.

He stretched out his left hand, grabbed Qian Boshan's neck, and pulled him down.

Fang Yonghui still had a few steps to catch up with them. He took a run-up and kicked them.

"Fuck you!"

Li Jiang was almost motionless. This weight was too damn stable. Fang Yonghui's body bounced to the ground.

"My darn thing!"

Fang Yonghui quickly got up and saw the fat man tightening his grip on Qian Boshan's neck with one hand, trying to strangle him to death.

At this moment, Qian Baishan very alertly took out the pistol from his waist, endured the difficulty in breathing, and threw the pistol behind him.

He knew Fang Yonghui was behind him, and he also wanted to prevent Li Jiang from snatching his gun.

The pistol fell at Fang Yonghui's feet. He left the spot and pounced forward, aiming at Li Jiang's head with his clenched fist.

"Fuck you, let him go!"

"open!"

Fang Yonghui punched him on the head again and again, but Li Jiang didn't even look at him.

Seeing that Qian Baishan was about to collapse, Fang Yonghui exerted all his strength and punched Li Jiang in the nose.

Red blood suddenly came out of his nose, rolling down and flowing onto his chest.

But Li Jiang smiled slightly, exerted force on his wrist, and prepared to kill him.

"What the hell is this monster?"

Fang Yonghui swallowed his saliva, knowing that he could not delay any longer. He pulled out the gun again, pulled the safety bolt, held the gun with both hands, and pointed the muzzle downward at Li Jiang's side, avoiding vital organs.

He pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

The bullet penetrated directly into Li Jiang's body, causing his movements to slow down, but he still did not let go.

"Fuck you!" Fang Yonghui gritted his teeth and was about to fire the second shot.

At this time, a voice came: "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly."

Fang Yonghui turned around and saw that Zhao the butcher had found a wooden stick as thick as his wrist from somewhere and smashed it hard on Li Jiang's back.

After hitting it once, he continued to swing it a second time.

At this time, Li Jiang could no longer hold on. His wrist loosened and Qian Baishan quickly got out of his arms, rolled to one side and knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

Fang Yonghui didn't even dare to put down his gun, and ordered Zhao the butcher, "Shoot two more times."

"Okay!"

Just as Butcher Zhao was about to swing his stick, Li Jiang fell to the ground sideways, his mouth and nose covered in blood. But he was not dead. He just kept fluttering his eyelids like a clockwork brown bear doll.

Seeing that he had no strength to resist, Fang Yonghui let out a heavy breath, "Where the hell did this monster come from? He's so tough!"

After he finished speaking, he stepped back a few steps, picked up Qian Boshan's service gun, moved to the side of Lao Qian and squatted down: "Leader, are you okay?"

Qian Baishan coughed hard: "Ahem, fortunately... that bastard was too strong... Ahem, fortunately I inserted two fingers into the side of his throat, otherwise I would have been strangled to death by him."

Fang Yonghui didn't dare to look away and replied, "We didn't find out clearly. Who the hell knew that Li Jiang was so durable?"

"You've checked the surveillance and you still don't know?" Qian Baishan rolled his eyes and said, "Stop talking. Tell Mr. Luo right away."

"Okay!" Fang Yonghui took out his cell phone and called Lin Chen.

Knowing that there was no one at Jiang Li and Zhang Hanbing's homes, the two of them must have run away, so Li Jiang became particularly important.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Baishan waited for a breath, and the two of them and Zhao the butcher found a rope for tying pigs and worked together to tie Li Jiang up tightly.

Fang Yonghui was worried, so he found a piece of rope and wrapped it around Li Jiang's wrist more than ten times, strangling her tightly.

Not only that, I also had to check his gunshot wound and stop the bleeding, and then I was done.

Qian Baishan lifted up Li Jiang's head and asked with lingering fear, "What's your name?"

Li Jiang tilted his head and just smiled foolishly. Although the blood between his mouth and nose had been wiped, it was not wiped clean. The weird expression on his face made Qian Baishan feel a little uneasy.

"I'm asking you, what's your name?" Fang Yonghui yelled.

Li Jiang still smiled, revealing his bloody teeth.

Qian Baishan looked at Zhao the Butcher: "What's going on? Has he always been like this?"

Butcher Zhao wondered, "Yes, he was a little stupid, but not as stupid as today."

Fang Yonghui sighed: "You are just talking nonsense. Okay, how about we ask again later? Let's search the surrounding area first."

Qian Baishan nodded: "Old Zhao, please help watch him and don't get too close to him."

Butcher Zhao: "I will never get close to him! If he goes crazy, who can stand it?"

Fang Yonghui and Qian Baishan stood up, walked to the pigpen, and lifted the dust cover of the car.

There is no doubt that this is the car that appeared at Ruijiang Airport and Sheraton Hotel, a Toyota commercial vehicle with a dirty body and chassis.

Fang Yonghui held the door handle of the passenger seat. He thought it couldn't be opened, but unexpectedly it opened.

He did not get in immediately, but opened the car doors on both sides with Qian Baishan.

There is nothing special about the two seats on the driver's side, but on the two independent seats at the back, there are mountaineering bags and other items.

There were also quite a few things in the back row, but they were all clothes and women's personal belongings.

Fang Yonghui did not touch these things, but went to the trunk. After opening the trunk, there was nothing inside.

He said to Qian Baishan, "I've seen the hotel's surveillance. When the three missing women left the hotel, they took suitcases with them, but the suitcases were not in the car." Qian Baishan pointed to the room and said, "Let's go inside and take a look?"

"also."

The two men walked to a low house opposite the pigpen. It had earthen walls, bluestone slabs underneath, and black tiles on top.

The tiles were covered with green moss, and there were even a few thorns growing in the middle of the roof, which showed how dilapidated the house was.

The main room was dark and damp, with a strong smell of mold.

There is a picture of Guanyin, the goddess of fertility, on the front wall, but it is very old.

There was a coffin at the base of the wall, painted black, supported horizontally by several benches.

Fang Yonghui walked to one side and saw a photo of an old man pasted on one end of the coffin.

The old man was wearing a green shroud, had a goatee, a black turban on his head, and had thin cheeks and sunken eyes.

Fang Yonghui swallowed his saliva, turned around and saw Qian Baishan going to the house on the left.

He quickly followed and found that it was a bedroom.

Although it is called a bedroom, it actually only has a sturdy iron bed and a non-woven wardrobe.

There were two crossed beams horizontally above the bedroom, with a hemp rope as thick as a finger hanging from the beams, one end of which was suspended in the middle of the bed.

Judging from the items on the bed, you can't tell the season at all.

The quilt cover was dirty, and the cotton wool sticking out from the side was a little black.

The bed was covered with a cool mat that had a greasy sheen and was covered with a brown, dried liquid that looked a bit like blood.

But that's not important. What's important is that next to the embroidered pillow are women's bras and underwear.

And there are more than one person's, some are blue lace, some are black hollow, and some are red with patterns.

Not only that, there were yellow stains and brown bloodstains on those shorts.

Fang Yonghui and Qian Baishan looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

"Could this be..."

Qian Baishan nodded, found a small wooden stick in the corner, and used it to pick up the clothes.

One of them was a pair of thong shorts, the fabric was stuck to the mat and could not be pried apart with a wooden stick.

"This is so disgusting!"

Qian Baishan guessed what the stain might be and felt nauseous.

Next to the bedside table is a blue non-woven wardrobe. The space is quite large and two adults can hold hands and unfold it.

Fang Yonghui walked over, unzipped the non-woven fabric, and then held it open with both hands.

What caught his eye were three suitcases, filled with women's underwear of all styles.

In addition, there are dozens of pairs of men's and women's shoes piled up below, including leather shoes, sneakers, women's long boots, hiking shoes, and all kinds of shoes.

"Old Qian, come and take a look!"

Qian Baishan came closer and took a look. He was immediately stunned. It took him a long time to react: "This..."

He was speechless.

Fang Yonghui said, "They kidnapped more than just those three women."

"Fuck, fuck!"

Qian Baishan cursed repeatedly. When he thought about what these people might face, his heart sank to the bottom.

At this time, Fang Yonghui suddenly remembered the thought he had when he first came here.

Because he was trying to arrest Li Jiang, he actually forgot about it for a moment.

He immediately said, "Old Qian, do you remember when we were investigating the Sheraton Hotel, the woman who had seen this group of people said that Jiang Li, Zhang Hanbing, and Li Jiang were talking in the hotel lobby and said that the pigs in the pigsty were a little crazy?"

Qian Baishan's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

Fang Yonghui shook his head and immediately said, "Let's go out and take a look!"

The two men ran out of the house and when they came to the main room, Fang Yonghui looked at the coffin again and then walked out.

Compared with the gloom in the room, the sunshine outside was so abundant that Fang Yonghui felt dazed.

Li Jiang was still squatting in the same place, with his back against a stone water tank covered with moss.

Butcher Zhao was holding a stick, cautiously on guard, and to calm himself, he kept smoking.

At this time, a group of people ran up from below, led by Luo Rui, followed by Qiao Xue, Chu Yang, Lin Chen and others.

In a few minutes, Liang Weihua and Yang Jian also came with their people, and the field was full of people.

Qian Baishan recounted the whole story, especially the clothes and items in the closet in the house, which he emphasized.

There is no doubt that more than Wu Xue, Bai Fang and Xie Fei were kidnapped, and it is not clear how many more people there are.

Luo Rui's face turned pale. He walked over and looked at Li Jiang. The fat man was smiling foolishly. The blood that had just gushed out of his nose had solidified on his chin. He looked very scary.

"Can he talk back?"

Qian Baishan shook his head: "Silly, there is something wrong with your brain."

Luo Rui nodded and suddenly heard some harsh sounds.

He looked up and saw the pigpen next to it, a red brick building with a blue colored steel roof.

The pigsty erupted in frenzy of pig squealing.

Luo Rui ordered: "Go and have a look."

Fang Yonghui nodded: "I was planning to go."

He and Qian Baishan took the lead, and Luo Rui and others followed behind them.

Small yellow flowers grew at the base of the pigpen wall. The door was an iron door fastened with a latch.

Fang Yonghui removed the bolt and pushed the door open with both hands.

A pungent smell hit me, a mixture of pig manure, pig feed, and the stench of live pigs.

The sound of pigs rooting in the pen was getting louder and louder. After the group went in, they saw pig pens on both sides. A huge black sow was lying on the muddy ground with her fat belly exposed.

A dozen piglets with rosy white skin were running around its belly. There were also two piglets, one and a half feet long, dead in the corner, their bodies had turned black and rotted.

There are more than a dozen pig pens in the two rows together, and the pigs inside are walking around anxiously and whining.

Luo Rui and his companions walked forward along the middle passage. When they were halfway there, Lin Chen suddenly screamed and grabbed Luo Rui's arm tightly.

"Boss Luo, what do you think that is?"

Luo Rui and others followed her gaze and saw two fat pigs weighing at least 300 kilograms in the pigpen to her right.

They didn't know what breed of pig it was. They only saw that the pig's teeth were exposed, its fangs were extremely sharp, and its pupils were red.

This is not scary. What is scary is that at the innermost part of the pigpen, there is a bone covered with pig manure that is half a meter long.

"There's more here!" Fang Yonghui shouted in horror, pointing to the pigpen on the right.

Now everyone could see clearly that there was a pile of bones in the pigpen, including human hand bones and thigh bones.

Suddenly, everyone's faces turned pale and they were speechless.

Even though Luo Rui and others had seen big scenes before, they still felt a chill in their hearts.

Not to mention Liang Weihua and Yang Jian, the two of them are the leaders in charge of this area. Seeing such a scene, they could hardly stand!
(End of this chapter)