It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Another person who returned to the village was named Min Zhao, 27 years old, who worked at a steel factory in the city.

He is married and has a child, but he came back alone this time without his wife and child.

When he received the call saying that the entire Jiazigou area had been massacred, his first thought was revenge killing.

Therefore, he dared not bring his wife and children back, fearing that the man who massacred the village had not yet left.

The first thing to do upon returning to the village was naturally to see my relatives one last time; everything else would come later.

I was led by a police officer to a room specifically for storing corpses. Before we even got there, I heard a heart-wrenching cry.

He didn't need to look to know who it was; after all, they were childhood friends.

Hearing his cries, my nose tingled and my eyes reddened.

Neither of the two police officers who were leading the way left; their task wasn't just to guide people.

Another hidden task is to keep an eye on these two and prevent them from leaving.

Even if the people of Jiazi Village die, it cannot atone for the sins they committed. These two should also be aware of the situation, so naturally they cannot be let go.

After they buried the bodies, the arrest and interrogation would begin.

Min Zhao walked heavily into the courtyard and saw his cousins ​​kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

He instinctively covered his nose, stood there silently, and looked at the several smelly rooms.

After Min Hui had finished crying, he stepped forward and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"What's done is done. We need to look forward, pull ourselves together, and find the killer to avenge ourselves."

Min Hui nodded with his head down, then stood up by supporting himself on the ground, his body swaying slightly as he straightened up.

Min Zhao helped the two of them walk to the living room in the center. The moment they opened the door, the two of them were horribly choked by the stench and turned around to vomit.

Zhou Lanlan and the two police officers stood some distance away.

After vomiting, the two held their breath and went into the house. What they saw were bags of brown, minced meat in transparent film, with a human head on top. There wasn't a single intact corpse.

Upon seeing this, the two men's expressions became even more unpleasant than when they had been attacked by the foul odor.

Min Hui turned and ran out, questioning the police officer, "What happened? Why is it all minced meat?"

Even if the weather is hot and the body can't be kept, it won't be completely devoid of human form.

An older police officer said expressionlessly, "Because all the villagers in Jiazigou had their limbs smashed, their flesh and bones were long ago mixed with the soil."

"The organs were also pulled out and scattered all over the ground. What you see here is what we painstakingly collected over a day and a night."

Zhou Lanlan was so frightened when the police officer said that her limbs had been smashed that she was dizzy and retreated to the courtyard wall.

Upon hearing that organs had been pulled out and scattered all over the ground, he fainted on the spot.

Min Hui and Min Zhao were in no better shape, but instead of fainting from the shock, they were enraged.

"Who, who is it?!"

Why are they so cruel? They didn't even leave the person a complete corpse.

Min Hui's eyes turned bloodshot, and he looked at the two police officers as if he wanted to devour them.

The two police officers had no good feelings towards Jiazi Village, and naturally felt the same way about the two people in front of them.

The response was naturally indifferent: "We currently have no leads on the killer."

"Are you all useless? Killing so many people at once, it must have been a group crime. How could you not have left any clues?"

Min Hui watched as the two policemen approached step by step. When they got close, he grabbed one of the policemen's shoulders and squeezed him tightly.

"It's you guys, you didn't do your job properly, did you!"

He was acting very strangely. Another policeman stepped forward, pried his hands off, pulled the first policeman back two steps, and drew his gun, pointing it at him.

Upon hearing the police describe the deaths of everyone, Min Zhao steadied himself by holding onto the door frame.

His eyes remained fixed on the piles of mangled flesh in the room, where no one could tell who was who.

He didn't get angry like Min Hui, not because he wasn't angry, but because he was more reserved and kept all his hatred hidden in his heart.

Hearing Min Hui's question, he turned around and saw Min Hui being held at gunpoint. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly ran over to pull his brother back from the brink of losing his temper.

"Eighth Brother, the most urgent matter now is to bury everyone."

He then looked at the two police officers and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, officers, my brother is a little confused after learning that his loved one left in such a tragic way. Please forgive him."

Upon hearing about burying everyone, Min Hui calmed down, then walked dejectedly towards the room filled with bags of minced meat.

Min Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Min Hui would take his anger out on the police without thinking, causing irreparable consequences.

The two policemen put away their guns and nodded to him.

As Min Zhao turned to walk back into the house, she was worried about something else.

That is, were those playthings kept at home also killed?

If they were killed together, would the chains still be binding the bodies?

If the chains are still there, the police will definitely have some suspicions. So now the most important thing is not only to bury everyone, but also to find a way to exonerate himself and Min Hui.

We need to talk to Min Hui and tell him that they know nothing about what's going on in the village.

Of course, this is still a relatively good situation.

If those people hadn't been killed but were still alive, they would surely have been rescued by the Menzhong County Public Security Bureau by now.

If they make those people recognize him and Min Hui, then things will be very bad.

Thinking of this, he cursed He Bing in his heart, calling him a complete waste. Knowing that something happened in Jiazigou, he didn't even come to clean up the mess.

Once there are no survivors, they can say whatever they want.

Stepping inside, the stench brought him back to reality.

I saw Min Hui walking back and forth among piles of shredded meat, and I knew he was looking for his parents and family.

Min Zhao also pinched his nose and went forward to search, but he wasn't looking for his parents or relatives; instead, he wanted to see if there were any heads of those toys.

After looking around, there was nothing.

He was about to turn around and go to another room when he remembered something and came back. He grabbed Min Hui and whispered a few words in his ear.

Min Hui's expression of distress and sadness froze, and his face, which had been flushed from holding his breath, instantly turned pale.

That's right, with so many police officers in Jiazigou, it's hard to guarantee they won't discover something.

Now, even those who are still alive are in danger.

The two exchanged a glance and reached a consensus: there were some things they absolutely could not admit to, no matter what.

After searching all the houses and finding no corpses of the playthings, the two men's hearts sank to the bottom.

Because there were too many people to be buried, there simply weren't enough coffins available at the time.

Furthermore, these corpses are rotting and infested with maggots, which could potentially lead to an epidemic.

Under Director Guan's strong persuasion, Min Hui and Min Zhao agreed to be cremated.

If the body were intact, the two brothers would never have agreed to cremation, but the situation is different now. Compared to burial, cremation might be more dignified.