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The pot was moved to the ground. Although there is no sun today, the brightness of the white sky and snowy ground is still very high.

After putting away the jar and pulling Kang Wenwen up, Du Qianlin stood far away and looked around.

One is to help Kang Wenwen watch the wind, and the other is that he really doesn't want to see what Kang Wenwen is going to do with the jar.

Kang Wenwen put on two pairs of gloves before picking up the jar and dumping the contents on the ground.

It was indeed a pile of rotten meat, but obvious burn marks could still be seen in some places.Kang Wenwen picked up the black meat sauce, and it collapsed as soon as he touched it, and it was all spread out on the ground.Some even turned into a puddle of black water, and I don't know what it is.

It's just that some 'dried meat' can still be found among the rot.

The remaining 'dried meat' was about to rot. Although it was charred meat, the moisture in the muscles had evaporated.However, due to the pollution of those "black water", the "dried meat" has also been corrupted, and now some skin muscles can barely be seen.

There are only skin-like 'dried meat' in the jar without internal organs, either it was not put in at the beginning, or it has become this foul-smelling black water.

Kang Wenwen didn't know how much the rotten water would affect the dried meat, but he still preferred the second judgment.In a cellar with suitable temperature and humidity, if there is only dried meat, it is impossible for black water to appear even if it is rotten. This will only happen with perishable internal organs.

"Du Qianlin, no one has disappeared in Yangcun these years." Kang Wenwen sorted out the bones from the carrion one by one.

Du Qianlin answered every question, "No, those who died were all alive and kicking the day before, and were found at the entrance of the village early the next morning."

"At the entrance of the village? Are they all in the same place?" Kang Wenwen asked.

Du Qianlin: "Yes, it has never changed."

"The corpses are all charred, beyond recognition. How do you know who those dead are?"

Du Qianlin replied, "There is always something recognizable on the body."

"So this time it's a serial murder case? All the people who were killed were from Yang Village, and they were burned here and then moved to the entrance of the village." Kang Wenwen laughed and said, "Even I have to suspect that I am a Zhoudi survivor. It shouldn't be me Last night, when I was escaping home, I fell and fell on my head and lost my memory."

Du Qianlin glanced at him, "What a big brain."

Kang Wenwen shook his finger, "It's not that I have a big brain. In this kind of reasoning game, I have to have a big brain to guess the murderer's psychology and modus operandi."

"Are you saying that normal people with no brains will plan to kill? Especially serial murders, the murderer is no longer a normal person."

Kang Wenwen stopped and sighed.

Du Qianlin was inexplicable, "What's wrong with you?"

Kang Wenwen smiled wryly, "I didn't want to believe that there were people inside. But..."

But the facts were right in front of his eyes, under Kang Wenwen's fingertips were the bone fragments he had just put together.

The skull of an adult is hard and huge, and it really can't fit the mouth of this jar.This is why Kang Wenwen has never wanted to admit that the meat inside is human.

Du Qianlin took two steps closer, then stopped suddenly.

In front of Kang Wenwen was a face.

It's not even a skeleton, just a few pieces of broken bones sticking to the ground two-dimensionally, the mouth, nose and eyes, the four holes are more chilling than a complete skull.

"Ugh..." Du Qianlin retched, covered his mouth, turned and walked away.

Kang Wenwen raised his head not to look at the broken face.To be honest, I feel a little nauseous at the moment.What kind of pervert would burn a person and then smash the skull and stuff it into this small jar.

"Is it true that no one has disappeared in Yang Village for so many years?" Kang Wenwen felt a chill in his heart as he thought about the pots in the cellar.

"No." Du Qianlin affirmed, "If such a large number goes missing, no one will know about it."

Kang Wenwen nodded, that was indeed the case, "Then, are those who died buried?"

Du Qianlin raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Yang Village, "There is a cemetery behind the village, which is dedicated to burying the villagers of Yang Village."

Kang Wenwen couldn't see it even when he turned his head. When he clicked on the map, a small icon in the shape of a cemetery appeared behind Yang Village.

Kang Wenwen rolled his eyes helplessly, why?I have amnesia, and even the things on the map have to be prompted by others to appear?

"Is the only way from here to that cemetery to go through the village?" Kang Wenwen only showed this way here, but based on the reactions of these few times, Kang Wenwen felt that he should ask first.

"No." Sure enough, Du Qianlin said a way that Kang Wenwen didn't know.Kang Wenwen was staring at the map while Du Qianlin was talking. Du Qianlin's voice fell to the map and then he responded again. There was another winding path from the stone tablet to the cemetery outside Yangcun.

"Is it a bit far?" Kang Wenwen asked.

Du Qianlin said, "Yes, with the current weather, it may take two or three hours to get there."

Kang Wenwen raised his head, feeling the icy pain of those inconspicuous little ice crystals falling on his face, "I have another brain hole now."

Du Qianlin looked at him coldly, "What?"

Kang Wenwen shrugged and said with a smile, "Although I also think it's a bit ridiculous. I guess these corpses are those who were burnt to death after being buried and then dug out by the murderer and stuffed into this jar."

Du Qianlin looked at Kang Wenwen this time with only horror in his eyes.

"Do you want to be so scary?"

Kang Wenwen spread his hands, "Can you guarantee that those who died will sleep well in that grave?"

Du Qianlin twitched the corner of his mouth. Why did he think that Kang Wenwen would invite the corner of his mouth to dig a grave next time.

"Let's go and have a look at night." Kang Wenwen said with a smile.

Du Qianlin returned Kang Wenwen with an awkward yet polite smile, "I'm sorry, I plan to go to the city at night."

Kang Wenwen raised his eyebrows, "Why are you going to the city?"

Du Qianlin said, "Both Ma Gan and Zhou Wenhuai are from the city, so it's natural to ask about their situation."

Kang Wenwen blinked, "Then I'll go with you."

Du Qianlin Nu pointed his mouth at the pile of mess on the ground, "Then these..."

Kang Wenwen immediately knelt down and stuffed all the 'things' back into the jar with both hands.

Du Qianlin felt angina pectoris watching, Kang Wenwen didn't behave like a normal person in terms of his mental state.

It is about seven or eight kilometers from Yangcun to the "city" mentioned in the script.

Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin could only walk to a small place without transportation.Kang Wenwen originally thought that a person like Du Qianlin, who looks more advanced in reality, should not be able to bear this kind of hardship. After all, it would take more than two hours to travel seven or eight kilometers faster.But Du Qianlin walked more easily than Kang Wenwen, taking the lead to open the way and still standing and waiting for Kang Wenwen from time to time.

But it's winter now. Although it's not snowing now, it's still so cold that Kang Wenwen's limbs are stiff, and his face is almost unconscious.This damn system, playing a game and doing some personal injury.

"Can't you walk anymore?" Du Qianlin stopped for the nth time and waited for Kang Wenwen.

Kang Wenwen shook his head, his voice was muffled, "It's okay."

Du Qianlin frowned, and put his hand directly on Kang Wenwen's face.

The weather was so cold that Kang Wenwen might have froze his brain. Du Qianlin stretched out his hand until he held his face, but he didn't move, letting Du Qianlin manipulate him.

"Your face is so hot." Du Qianlin frowned and tightened Kang Wenwen's collar.I was thinking about whether to go back the same way or continue walking.

Kang Wenwen's cheeks were flushed, and he felt that Du Qianlin's hands were cold in a slow reaction, "It's because your hands are too cold, and my temperature is normal."

Du Qianlin completely cut off Kang Wenwen's voice, and looked down at the map carefully. Now this position is completely in a dilemma.

Kang Wenwen watched him waving in the air, and probably guessed what he was thinking, "Let's go on, and I won't be able to live in my house even if there is a leak in the village."

"It should be warmer in the city."

Du Qianlin looked at Kang Wenwen for a while, then sighed softly.He took Kang Wenwen's right hand and stuffed it into his bag, "I'll hold you, don't wait until you get lost and you won't know."

Kang Wenwen was staggered by him, but he didn't object to obediently following Du Qianlin's steps.

Du Qianlin felt inexplicably weak when he looked at Kang Wenwen, who was keeping his head down and keeping pace.Holding Kang Wenwen's palm even harder.

But the system still had a bit of conscience, and after a while, there was a yelling sound from behind.Du Qianlin led Kang Wenwen, who was stunned by the cold, to stop and looked back. It was an uncle pulling a cart.There are a lot of things, big and small, on the cart.

"Woo--" The uncle also saw Du Qianlin and the others, pulled the horse rope and stopped the cart.

"Where are you going?"

If the uncle didn't stop, Du Qianlin would stop him, Du Qianlin said, "Uncle, we are going to go into the city."

The uncle is also a hearty person, and said with a smile, "You two are lucky, I happen to be going to the city today. Sit up and I'll give you a ride."

Du Qianlin thanked the uncle, and pushed Kang Wenwen onto the cart.

"Drive!" Seeing that Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen were sitting firmly, the uncle flicked his horsewhip and let out a snort.

"Why are you going to the city?" the uncle asked casually.

Du Qianlin stacked the things on the cart a little to cover the cold wind blowing in front.Then he helped the drowsy Kang Wenwen into his arms, and turned sideways to block some small air vents so that he could be warmer.

"Let's go to the city to find someone." Du Qianlin replied casually.

The uncle was about to speak again, but Du Qianlin asked first, "Where are you from?"

Kang Wenwen squinted his eyes and leaned against Du Qianlin's arms, listening to their chat.

"I'm from the south, and I don't have a permanent residence. You've seen the goods in this truck too." The uncle said with a smile, flicking his whip, "I'm just a small trader. I buy something in one city and sell it in the next city. Make a profit."

Du Qianlin smiled and asked some irrelevant gossip.This person does not appear to have anything to do with the case.

At the beginning, Kang Wenwen listened to a few sentences carefully, and after knowing that this person had nothing to do with the case, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

It's just that he really fell asleep after raising him.

"Wen Wen." Du Qianlin patted his face lightly.

Kang Wenwen was a little dazed and didn't know where he was for a while.

"Ok?"

Hearing this nasal hum, Du Qianlin began to feel weak again.

The voice couldn't help but soften a lot, "We're in the city, uncle is going somewhere else. Let's get off here."

Kang Wenwen rubbed his foggy eyes, got out of the car blindfolded, and thanked the uncle in a soft voice.

"You're welcome, are you sick, Nene?" The uncle also saw that something was wrong with Kang Wenwen.

Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin didn't understand what "Na Nazi" meant, but it was probably a nickname for the younger generation.

"It's okay, I just fell asleep." Kang Wenwen waved his hands indifferently.

Du Qianlin glanced at him and said nothing.He turned around and thanked the uncle.

After seeing the uncle off, Du Qianlin led the dazed Kang Wenwen along the street to find a hotel for tonight.

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The author has something to say:

"Nanezi" is a southern dialect that is rarely spoken now.

Kang Wenwen (holding the meat sauce in his hand): Du Qianlin, this looks like an ear bone, so small.

Du Qianlin:...

Kang Wenwen: Hey, this is a tooth...

Du Qianlin (stepping forward to pull the person away): Don't turn it over, can't you think of something else?

Kang Wenwen: ... Then, I'm hungry.I want to eat stinky tofu, Changsha stinky tofu.

Du Qianlin (face gradually turning pale): ... vomit.

Kang Wenwen: I'm sorry everyone, it's not what's wrong with Changsha stinky tofu, it's because he's too fragile.

Du Qianlin: Kang!arts!smell! ! !