Chapter 393: Rich Kids – Sadistic Murderers (1/2)

Xiaotao was about to head out to check the dogs when I patted her shoulder, ”Wait, we’ll go in a bit!”

I left the room and moved on to the next one. There were obvious traces indicating that someone had laid on the ground with their hands tied behind their back. Since no laceration marks were visible on the victim’s body, the murderers might have used something soft like cloth for binding.

Scanning the room, I found some dog food in the corner. When I picked it up, Xiaotao unexpectedly placed a piece into her mouth, chewing a few times. I looked at her in amazement as she spat it out. ”When I was a child, we raised dogs as well. Dog food of better quality doesn’t contain starch. It’s usually pure meat without any crushed bones. What the murderers fed the victim is imported dog food.”

”I can’t believe you aren’t disgusted!”

”Unfortunately, I’ve been influenced by you!” remarked Xiaotao. “Testing will take too long and we don’t have the time.”

I found some dog hairs in the corner, which I compared to those found in the victim’s pocket. The length and color were exactly the same which confirmed this was the place where the first victim was detained.

Before leaving the room, I sprinkled some seaweed ash on the doorknob but failed to find any fingerprints.

”These murderers are very cautious. They left no fingerprints for us to find,” Xiaotao frowned.

”Cautious yet careless,” I smiled cryptically.

”What do you mean?” asked Xiaotao.

”They are cautious in certain details, such as making sure not to leave any fingerprints. And they know binding the victim with rope would leave laceration marks. However, they’ve been very careless in some aspects, such as the shoe prints left at the scene and the food fed to the victim.”

I endeavored to create a psychological profile of the murderers, ”Their average age won’t exceed twenty-six. They are wealthy and willful, most likely four second-generation rich kids! They crave excitement for their numb hearts and have no regard for human life. At least one of the four is slightly older and more cautious, while the rest of them are more careless. That’s exactly why we see such a contrast.”

We checked out the other room but came up empty. As we walked downstairs exploring the place, Xiaotao asked, ”What are you looking for?”

”The toilet!”

”Is it urgent? If you can wait, we’ll look for a gas station later.”

”I don't want to use the toilet,” I chuckled. “The murderers stayed here for about two days so they would have had to go.”

”Are you thinking of testing that?” she grimaced.

There was a revolting odor in the air. I made my way forward and turned the corner. Sure enough, I came upon a simple squat toilet built with asbestos tiles in the southeast corner of the compound. I looked inside and found that the feces had been shoveled away, leaving only bits and pieces.

”Looks like they’re very cautious. They even knew to dispose of their feces! How do you think they handled it?”

”This is a dog breeding site. Isn't there a convenient way?” I arched an eyebrow.

The muscles in Xiaotao's cheeks twitched as the realization dawned upon her. As a dog lover, she was disgusted by their actions.

”This is the nature of dogs. They live in the wild and lack food. Because carnivores have shorter intestines, food stays in the body for a short time. So they can't ruminate like cattle and sheep. And the way to fully absorb nutrition is to consume feces...”

”Ugh, that’s enough. No more talking about this. I still haven’t had my lunch!” Xiaotao smiled wryly.

At the southwest corner of the compound were seven dead Tibetan Mastiffs. Upon closer inspection, I found human feces stained on their mouths and chest hair. The dogs had foam around the nostrils and corners of the mouth which smelled of rat poison.