Chapter 477: The Crazy Six Tao Chef (1/2)

After staring at it in a daze for a considerable amount of time, I kept the card in my pocket and turned to the computer. Unfortunately, a password was required to access the computer so I removed the CPU, hoping Lao Yao could give us some information later on.

Song Xingchen and I left the study but found no clues in the other rooms. In an old, decrepit room, I noticed wine similar to the one that Mr. Mu brought home.

We soon stumbled upon the kitchen which was large enough to house a family of three. On the right was a huge freezer, and on the left was an L-shaped counter with more utensils than a five-star hotel.

In the middle of the room was the glass column described by Mr. Huang.

It was filled with liquid and upon closer inspection, we could see floating particles such as hair and dead skin. The length of the hair suggested it belonged to a female.

I couldn't help but mourn for the girl who was eaten that night!

In ancient times, before human beings had formed the concept of the soul, they would cook the dead and feed on them due to the lack of food. However, with the emergence of diseases caused by cannibalism and consciousness of the soul, human beings gradually abandoned this inhumane habit.

Of course, certain backward tribes in Africa still practiced cannibalism decades ago.

Cannibalism was something only the most ignorant, primitive barbarians could practice. It made me sick to think that these wealthy folk willingly partook in such a savage custom, using all kinds of eloquent words to justify their actions!

At the cooking counter, I picked up one of the knives and sniffed. Then, pulling out a bottle of liquid, I dropped some fat-dissolving solution onto the knife and discovered the residual oils that came from human beings.

These were all physical evidence pertinent to the case. I grabbed my cell phone and was about to make a phone call when I noticed there was no signal underground.

Meanwhile, Song Xingchen found a metal funnel attached to a tube. Upon careful observation, I found food residue on the inner walls. Because the perpetrators fled in a hurry, the funnel hadn’t been cleaned.

Placing it under my nose, I caught a whiff of several ingredients. ”Beef, chicken, dairy product, eggs... They’re all high-protein food.”

Though faint, there were signs of corrosion at the end of the hose that was accompanied by a horrible smell–one that could only be found in a human being’s stomach.

Putting aside the cruelty of their methods, it was clear that the victims were ”reared” for quite some time–at least half a month. These murderers wanted them plump and juicy!

I proceeded with the freezer. Despite the lack of a power supply, a gloomy cold draft wafted my way as soon as I opened the doors. Song Xingchen remained motionless at the door.

”Aren’t you going in?” I asked.

”I'll wait for you here,” he shook his head.

I instantly understood his intention. If we went in together, someone could close the doors from outside, locking us in the freezer. Although the possibility of this wasn’t high, Song Xingchen’s vigilance prevailed.

At the thought of Xiaotao and my investigation of Guihe Garden, I realized how careless we were.

There wasn’t much in the freezer, just a few bags of vegetables printed in English–celery, tomatoes, asparagus and so on. the door. As I went deeper into the freezer, I came across a piece of meat spread apart by a stick hanging from a metal hook. At first glance, I thought it was a lamb spine, but with my knowledge of the human body, I recognized it was human.

To be precise, a human’s torso had been hollowed, with their limbs and head severed.

Even someone with strong resistance like me subconsciously covered my mouth at the sight of it. The corpse had been carefully skinned so it looked as white as pigskin. The middle was opened with a stick, exposing the ribs, while the pelvis below had been removed...