Chapter 475: Unwilling Victim (2/2)

”It has been frozen for quite some time, at least a week,” concluded the coroner.

I nodded after getting the message.

”Why do you ask if the pork was frozen?” asked Xiaotao.

”In order to determine the time and place of the victim's death!” I explained.

”What?” Bingxin and Xiaotao exclaimed in unison.

I smiled, ”Bingxin's question reminded me that the fingernail was inserted into the meat. You've all seen frozen meat. They’re as hard as stone. It’s impossible to get a fingernail in there. In other words, when this fingernail was added to the meat, the meat was still fresh. Since it was frozen for about a week, the victim was most likely killed a week ago.”

A week ago?

Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered that the cannibal club held their activities once a week.

”I see,” said Xiaotao. “I can’t believe you thought of that! What about the location of the crime scene?”

”I'm not sure about that,” I admitted. “But it's definitely not Guihe Garden. We did check the cold storage where the frozen meat was kept. According to the manager, it was directly shipped from the meat factory, which makes it the most probable crime scene!”

Xiaotao shook her head, ”The people in the meat factory were repeatedly questioned and investigated by the police. There are no suspicious people or missing persons.”

”What?”

Bingxin interjected, ”What I’m curious about is why the victim would place his fingernail in the meat. What’s their motive?”

Upon picturing the scene and putting myself in the victim’s shoes, I came to a realization, ”That’s because the victim wants to tell the world that he was murdered!”

The two stared at me as I rubbed the corner of my eye, ”This happens in many cases. The victims try their best to leave some clues, hoping to have someone like Song Ci redress their grievances. I guess the victim had nothing around him except for meat. Knowing that he was going to die, the only thing he could do was pull out a fingernail and stuff it into the meat.”

”Why choose such a painful method?” asked Bingxin.

I glanced at the coroner who was present since what I was going to say involved some inside information about the case.

Gesturing for us to leave, I waited till we exited the lab. ”Because the victim knows there won’t be a body...”

”What!” the girls shouted.

The gears in my head were put into motion. Like open floodgates, the crime scene emerged in my mind–a naked man trapped with meat in a cold room. His limbs were frozen stiff. Well aware there wouldn’t even be a corpse, he pulled out his nails and stuffed them into the meat, hoping to let the outside world know he had been murdered via his nails.

The man's body disappeared, probably becoming a pot of meat in the club, but the pork was sent to Guihe Garden and was made into soup dumplings. Why was there such an intersection? Was there a relationship between Guihe Garden and the club? Obviously not. The place where the victim was killed was a refrigerator truck. Temperatures in these refrigerators could reach 20 degrees below zero. Only if the victim’s peripheral nerve was completely frozen could he have pulled out his entire nail.

At the thought of this, I quickly ordered, ”Check the driver who transports the meat. I suspect he has a ‘part-time job' like the security guard from the chicken farm!”