Animal Detective

Chapter 147 Like making dumplings
DouDou headed east along Chunhua Second Road.

After reaching the intersection with Chunhua Third Road, it turned north and entered Chunhua Third Road.

She kept her head down, walked slowly, stopping frequently. Shen Xin followed on foot, while Sun Zhao and Chen Chao followed in their cars.

We walked slowly and leisurely until we reached the end of the road.

Dongyang Road is just ahead.

This is a six-lane road with cars coming and going, and DouDou stopped here.

She sniffed around everywhere, first heading east, then stopping and turning back, then heading west, but after walking a while, she stopped again and turned back to the intersection.

The group had already gotten out of the car and were standing next to Shen Xin waiting.

“Shen Xin, I think Dou Dou has lost its scent source. There are too many interfering factors here, and look at the road surface, it should have been cleaned by a sanitation truck this morning,” Li Jiahui said.

Shen Xin called out.

DouDou immediately ran over.

"Can't you find it?" Shen Xin asked, squatting down.

DouDou barked once, and its inner voice also emerged.

【have no idea】

Her favorability rating was limited, so her inner thoughts weren't long, but they probably meant she couldn't find them.

"It's okay, you've already done a great job."

Shen Xin praised him.

DouDou got lost after turning onto the main road.

At this moment, Li Jiahui said, "Shen Xin, sometimes police dogs lose their scent source because there are too many interfering factors, but we can artificially expand the range."

"For example, if it breaks off here, we can guess a direction, skip a certain distance, and let the police dogs continue searching. If they find something, great; if not, we can change direction."

"In short, it's about spreading outwards from the location where the scent source was lost. Sometimes, if you're lucky, you can keep tracking it."

This person is a professional; you can listen to what she says.

"So, should we go left or right?"

Shen Xin looked around and asked.

Chen Chao said, "Go to the right. The left leads to the city center, while the right leads to the suburbs."

If you're going to dispose of a body, you wouldn't just dump it in the city.

Shen Xin nodded, took Dou Dou's hand and got into the car. They drove forward for about four or five hundred meters and stopped near the intersection.

Release DouDou and let her continue searching.

She sniffed around, but after a while she came back, her inner voice indicating that she had found nothing.

“Then let’s continue,” Sun Zhao said.

On a complex road with heavy traffic, it's normal that you can't catch up.

Shen Xin stopped in his tracks.

At this intersection, Dongyang Road runs east-west and Xinyuan Road runs north-south.

Then, to the southeast of this intersection, which is east of Chun Chao Jiayuan, is Yangou Lane.

Tao Yufei's home is here.

Yangou Lane is an old village, next to Bao'an Industrial Park, with a ditch to its southeast.

It seems like they said they were going to relocate there last year, but they probably couldn't reach an agreement on the relocation site, so it hasn't been demolished yet.

Because of this, apart from some elderly people, most of the original villagers have moved away.

Many houses were rented to migrant workers.

There are many factories here, and a lot of workers.

"Captain Sun, how about we look over there?" Shen Xin pointed to the alleyway along the ditch.

Sun Zhao understood immediately. He glanced back at the direction they had come from and said, "If Zhu Tianshun wanted to dispose of the body or find a place to dismember it, it's possible he would use Tao Yufei's house. The alleys along the ditches are all residential houses, unlike the Chun Chao Jiayuan where he lives. The floorboards are thin, and the noise would be too loud."

“I remember there was no entrance on the southeast side of Yangou Lane. You could only enter from the west and north. But look at the route he came from. He didn’t go through Xinyuan Road. It’s obvious that he went through Dongyang Road and then entered from the north.”

As he spoke, he took out his phone and checked the map.

"It should be this area," Shen Xin said, pointing to an area northeast of Yangou Lane, knowing what he was going to do.

Tao Yufei's address is No. 67 Yangou Lane, which should be in this area.

"That's it, let's go."

Without wasting any words, Sun Zhao immediately called everyone to get into the car.

After driving past Xinyuan Road, I followed the map slowly and soon stopped in front of an alley.

“You can go this way,” Sun Zhao said, pointing to the alley on the right.

Shen Xin got out of the car first and led Dou Dou over.

Without being told what to do, she already knew what to do. She sniffed around the alley entrance, and after just over half a minute, she barked. Shen Xin's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise, "We caught up!"

He then gave Li Jiahui a thumbs up.

If she hadn't reminded me, we might have given up at that intersection.

The group immediately got out of the car and followed.

This wasn't a main road, so there were few cars. DouDou was very decisive in her pursuit, entering the alley and walking for about a hundred meters before turning east.

"No need to look, it's Tao Yufei's house," Sun Zhao said in a deep voice.

After chasing for nearly 200 meters, winding and turning, DouDou stopped.

Diagonally opposite, there is a row of houses, and a BMW 3 Series is parked in front of one of them.

The door is closed.

The crowd stopped in their tracks. Sun Zhao checked the license plate and found it belonged to Zhu Tianshun, registered under the sole proprietorship name of his car wash.

At this moment, Zhao Tianxing suddenly said, "By the way, can you smell anything?"

He sniffed, his expression suddenly changing: "It smells like...cooked meat."

Shen Xin was also startled.

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it; now that he has, I think I really can smell it.

It has a light flavor, just like the taste of boiled meat.

A strong urge to vomit surged up in Shen Xin's heart, and he quickly suppressed it.

"do not talk."

Sun Zhao immediately drew his pistol and coldly signaled for action.

Shen Xin handed Dou Dou to Li Jia Hui and also pulled out a pistol.

Chen Chao strode forward and walked around the house. The row of houses was next to the ditch behind, running northeast to southwest. The front door faced northwest, and there was also a back door. There was a small piece of land that led to the ditch.

That would naturally be a matter of attacking from the front and blocking from the back.

Chen Chao waved to Shen Xin and Lao Xing and went to the back door.

Wait on either side of the back door.

About ten seconds later, I could vaguely hear a commotion ahead.

Someone is shouting, "Don't move!"

Then other sounds came in, a jumbled mess.

The next moment, a voice was approaching.

Then, with a loud bang, the back door was suddenly kicked open. Shen Xin caught a glimpse of a figure about to rush out out of the corner of his eye, and instinctively stretched out his right foot.

With a muffled groan, the figure was tripped by Shen Xin and fell to the ground.

The next moment, Chen Chao and Lao Xing pounced on him and pinned him down instantly.

Sun Zhao led the charge out, and only relaxed when he saw that the person had been brought under control.

Chen Chao twisted his arm, handcuffed it, and turned it over to take a look. Sure enough, it was Zhu Tianshun.

In November, this guy was shirtless; he was probably doing manual labor.

Then his pants, body, hair, and face were covered in blood.

After being handcuffed, he was panting heavily, staring intently at everyone with a fierce and defiant look on his face.

"Brother Xing, what's wrong?" Shen Xin saw Zhao Tianxing.

Zhao Tianxing clenched his fists; his lower body was completely soaked from the waist down, drenched by that thick, bone-broth-like substance.

Now his face was deathly pale, his whole body was trembling, and he was so angry that he wanted to rush up and kick Zhu Tianshun a couple of times.

"What do you think? This bastard threw soup at me..."

Before he could finish speaking, it seemed as if he had triggered some kind of switch; he quickly ran two steps away and vomited.

Shen Xin understood and went inside to take a look.

Then I regretted it.

He decisively stepped forward and joined Zhao Tianxing.

I've seen corpses before, like Chen Zhongyuan, who was hacked to pieces and his flesh was mangled.

But everything inside the room still gave Shen Xin a huge visual shock.

It really involves chopping and sawing, and then boiling.

I don't know if Zhu Tianshun was worried that the food processor was too noisy, or what he was thinking, but he actually chose to chop it up himself.

It's like making dumplings.

In short, this is no worse than hell on earth.

(End of this chapter)