Chapter 50: Femme Fatale

Now, finding the other body parts to determine the victim's identity and locating the primary crime scene were the top priorities! After Lu Haoxuan reported the current findings to Deputy Bureau Chief Zhao Xiaodong, who was commanding the scene, Lu Haoxuan arranged for Gu Changzheng, Hu Jinquan, and other criminal police team members to divide into four groups to search for other burial sites along the border between Jiangdong and Qinghe County.

Other personnel, led by Lu Haoxuan, continued to search the scene for other possible traces. A silent battle began in the cold winter night...

Let us return to the night two days ago. The impatient Xiao Fang rode his bike with Du Meisha and it didn't take long to reach the industrial zone, which was still the suburbs in the early 90s.

Xiao Fang thought Du Meisha was going to take him back to her dormitory at the No. 1 Cotton Mill. Who knew that just as they were about to reach the mill, Du Meisha, sitting on the back of the motorcycle, said, "Xiao Fang, don't go straight at the intersection ahead. Turn right. I rent a room in Luojiaying."

Xiao Fang knew this place used to be the suburbs. After many factories were built over the years, it had become lively, but there were still many private houses in the surrounding area. However, this was convenient for young workers who didn't like living in collective dormitories, and renting rooms outside was very common. So, he didn't hesitate at all when he heard Du Meisha's words; instead, he was even happier in his heart. Wouldn't he have a better chance today?

Thinking about some indescribable things in his heart, before he knew it, the motorcycle had stopped in front of an ordinary private house.

After Du Meisha got off the bike, she looked at Xiao Fang shyly and said, "Xiao Fang, thank you for today! My place is a bit messy, but why don't you come in for a cup of tea? Consider it a thank you for treating me to dinner and taking me home today."

How could Xiao Fang let this opportunity slip? He immediately replied, "What are you saying? How could the home of such a beautiful girl be messy! It just so happens that the clear broth was a bit salty tonight. I wonder if I can have a cup of tea at a beauty's house?"

As he spoke, his gaze toward Du Meisha was almost ready to pull out silk! His body also slowly leaned in!

Du Meisha opened her big, innocent eyes and said, "Ah? Are you really thirsty? Then come in and have a cup of tea!"

After saying this, her pretty face flushed, and she turned and walked inside. Seeing this, Xiao Fang followed her impatiently!

He didn't notice at all that in this house, it seemed only Du Meisha lived there!

Du Meisha's small room looked to be only about 20 square meters, but it wasn't messy as she had claimed; on the contrary, it was very clean! Xiao Fang praised with a smile, "Shasha, if you call this messy, then there are no clean homes left!"

Du Meisha giggled, and in her hand, she was already holding a cartoon-styled ceramic cup, which she handed to him. The cup didn't contain hot tea, but a cup of cola!

"I don't have the habit of drinking tea. Drink cola instead!"

Xiao Fang didn't care what he was drinking at this moment. He no longer hid his thoughts, staring at Du Meisha's plump body, and said with a cheeky face, "Anything Shasha gives me tastes good!" As he spoke, he reached out to hug Du Meisha.

Du Meisha giggled, nimbly sidestepped his reaching hand, and laughed, "Then drink it! Didn't you say you were thirsty?"

"Hehe! Cola doesn't quench thirst. Only you, Shasha, can quench my thirst!" As he spoke, he leaned in again!

Du Meisha didn't dodge this time, but she extended her index finger and pressed it against his forehead, pouting, "I poured you cola and you won't even take a sip? I'm going to be angry!"

This shy expression made Xiao Fang lose his soul. He picked up the cup and gulped down more than half of it. Then he put down the cup and hugged Du Meisha, wanting to kiss her!

Before his mouth could reach her, he felt his throat being tightly gripped by a pair of powerful hands! Instantly, he felt he couldn't breathe, and his body couldn't help but fall to the ground! Looking at Du Meisha, who had been shy just a moment ago, she suddenly changed into a cold and cruel face. She reached out and tested his breath with her hand, a sneer of disdain appearing at the corner of her mouth!

Du Meisha straightened her clothes, which had been wrinkled by Xiao Fang, clapped her hands, and said coldly, "Done. Come in!" At this moment, Xiao Fang, who still had a sliver of consciousness, saw the room door open, and a man wearing high-top leather shoes and work pants appeared before his eyes. He wanted to see the man's face, but found his eyelids becoming increasingly heavy...

"This guy has a red motorcycle, quite new. You take it to another city to dispose of it. Also, search him; I see he has quite a bit of money in his wallet," Du Meisha said to the man who entered.

"A-Lan, you didn't let this guy take advantage of you, did you?" the man asked.

"Humph, if I don't want to, can someone like him take advantage of me? This guy was just asking for death! Hurry up and get the money. The motorcycle must be moved tonight; it's too inconvenient during the day!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll do it right now. And this one, the old rules?" The man pointed to Xiao Fang, who was lying on the ground.

"Old rules. Hurry up and deal with it. A stinky man like this will make my place smell if he stays here any longer!"

The man laughed and said, "Okay! Okay! My dear, I'll drag him away immediately. After I deal with the bike and come back, I'll deal with him. Let's put him in the freezer tonight!"

"Hurry up! I'm going back to rest. Tomorrow, after the bike is sold, we'll go to the provincial capital for a few days!" After saying this, she kicked Xiao Fang, who was lying on the ground: "Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being blinded by lust! If you hadn't entered this room just now, sigh! If you're meant to die, you can't live! This is your fate!"

After leaving the house, she walked quickly to the west. This private house faced the street on one side, and the first floor had been converted into storefronts and rented out, mostly to people selling vegetables and meat. One of the storefronts had "He's Native Pork" written on the sign.

The next evening, the neon lights of the dance halls on Yuema Street still illuminated half the sky. People and vehicles were coming and going on the street, and another night of debauchery began. Yet, no one noticed that Xiao Fang, who had always been hanging around the major dance halls, was nowhere to be seen today.

The dances on Yuema Street continued, and all kinds of dramas were still being staged!

He's Native Pork shop had also finished business. The stall owner, He Zhongjun, took four frozen, rock-hard black plastic bags out of the freezer where he stored the pork, loaded them onto the tricycle he usually used for deliveries, and rode away.

The vehicle went along the main road of the industrial zone, Minzhu Road, toward Qinghe County. When he reached a small woods adjacent to Qinghe County, he saw no one around, so he rode the vehicle into the woods, picked up a bag, took the shovel he carried with the vehicle, and went deep into the woods. After more than half an hour, he was seen returning to the vehicle with the shovel. Looking around to make sure no one was there, he rode the vehicle forward again. Along the way, he changed four places and buried the four bags in different locations.

After finishing everything, he rode the vehicle back slowly and calmly...

On Yuema Street, in the Luohua Dance Hall, it was once again that cozy moment that made people intoxicated. A pure beauty shyly leaned her head on the shoulder of a pot-bellied middle-aged man... ===== CHAPTER 51 =====