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Chapter 6

  Chapter 6

  The sky after the rain, presents a pure and clear lake blue. The small path between the woods is quiet and deep, every leaf is wet and shining with luster in the sunlight.

  Walking slowly among them, looking at the fresh colors everywhere, her mood also became gentle and peaceful.

  Let's say goodbye to Bó Huī for a while. Using Jiǎn Xuān's "Monster Meets Spring Theory", monsters should also be blessed.

  The villa stands in a lush greenery, serene and elegant as ever, time seems to have frozen here.

  Jian Yao walked quickly over to a place more than ten meters away, but then she was stunned.

  The door is open.

  Usually when she comes, the door is mostly ajar and can't be seen from the outside. Sometimes the door is also closed, and when she knocks on the door, the lock will open automatically, which should be opened by Bó Jiǎo Yán on the second floor. But it has never been wide open like this before.

  She walked a few more steps forward before she saw that there were some people in the living room, and faint voices of conversation.

  Unprecedented situation.

  Jian Yao stopped in her tracks and stared at the door, listening intently. Just then, someone inside turned around to look over: "Who is it?! Ah......it's you!"

  Several people walked out of the house, and Jian Yao was stunned: they were the security guards she had met in the courtyard that morning.

  Jian Yao often comes and goes in the dormitory courtyard, and the security guards can recognize her even if they can't call out her name. One of them is an old security guard who has known her for many years, and he directly shouted: "Jian Yao? What brings you here?"

  Jian Yao looked at them with a tense expression, and several people were still holding wooden sticks. She hesitated for a moment and replied vaguely: "I came over to take a look... Why are you all here? Has Old Xiao's son been found?"

  She said "Old Xiao", referring to the security guard who lost the child.

  Everyone fell silent, and one of them replied: "Not yet found. The strange person living here has not returned."

  Jian Yao was about to continue asking when the old security guard's eyes suddenly lit up: "You're here to help too? That's great."

  Jian Yao looked at him and nodded firmly, saying: "As long as I can help, I will definitely help."

  The old security guard thought so because this time the child went missing, many young people in the compound were helping to find him. Jian Yao was very friendly to others, so he thought she had also rushed over after hearing the news. He also knew that Jian Yao was familiar with the police and seemed to have a boyfriend who was a detective, so if she was willing to help, it would be a great blessing.

  The security guards explained the situation to Jianyao in a flurry of words, but it only shocked her.

  The child had actually gone missing since yesterday noon, and relatives and friends searched every possible place but found no trace. The only clue was that the owner of a small shop near the train station saw that the child had played in the game hall next door in the morning, and the "stranger" also appeared there and talked to the child.

  Jian Yao asked: "How did the owner of the small shop recognize that the person who spoke to the child was a resident here? Do they know each other?"

  "Miss Jian, don't you know? Many people are aware of it. That 'weirdo' often strolls around the city, wearing a windbreaker and a mask, looking strange and saying weird things. He lives alone on the mountain, everyone says he's mentally ill. It must be him who kidnapped the child!"

  Jian Yao was stunned. She really didn't know that she had just returned home for winter break. At this time, another security guard chimed in: "We've already informed the police about the situation, they should be arriving soon!"

  Jian Yao followed them into the house.

  Inside the house, everything is as usual. Seven or eight security guards are standing or sitting in various parts of the room. Two security guards are standing nervously at the stairs leading to the second floor, and two more are guarding the corridor leading to the secret chamber.

  A middle-aged security guard was squatting at the edge of the sofa, his eyes red and his spirit depressed. Jian Yao recognized him as Old Xiao.

  She raised her head again and looked towards the quiet staircase in the afternoon sunlight.

  The security guards said it was when he kidnapped the child that she first reacted with impossibility. She always thought he was a detective.

  But he had spoken with the child.

  Just then, her phone rang, an unfamiliar number.

  She walked over and picked up: "Hello, who is this?"

  The male voice on the other end of the phone was unusually low, but with a few more hoarse nasal tones than last night, as if he had just woken up: "Please tell them to get out of my house. Thank you." His tone sounded quite calm, as if what he asked her to convey was a very ordinary sentence.

  Jian Yao gripped the phone and looked again at the empty staircase.

  Fu Zi Yu has her resume, so he knows her phone number. And at this moment, she should be on the second floor.

  Jian Yao glanced at the security guards not far away and lowered her voice: "Mr. Bo, they have something very important to ask you. Can you come down and talk to them?"

  Bo Ya seemed to chuckle softly: "If everyone who wanted to see me could get their wish, I'd be dead by now."

  Jian Yao's eyes widened slightly as she heard him say, "I'm exhausted."

  Jian Yao was silent for a moment before responding, "Since you're unwilling, go tell them yourself. I won't relay any messages for you."

  Her tone was quite hard, and Bao Qingtian fell silent for a while.

  Jian Yao thought he would get angry or continue to mock, but unexpectedly he suddenly said: "Okay, tell them: what they are looking for is in the two rooms on the first floor. The key is inside the third cabinet in the kitchen." His thick voice was unusually gentle, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

  Jian Yao walked suspiciously into the kitchen and indeed found the key.

  She walked back into the living room and said to Lao Xiao and others, "I didn't tell you earlier that I have some work relationship with Bao Jinyan who lives here. However, I don't know much about him either. He just called me on the phone."

  Jian Yao's heart slowly rose again as she stood in front of those two secret rooms once more.

  What exactly will Bó Liǎng's words make them see? His tone sounds off, too cooperative.

  A security guard slowly pushed open the door.

  The indoor lighting is very dim, with several rows of iron racks standing tall and the things in those jars are also starkly presented before one's eyes.

  At this moment, everyone stood at the door and didn't move, nor did anyone speak.

  Right in front of her was the first glass jar on the iron rack: inside the dark-colored liquid, a... eyeball floated. The white eyeball and scattered pupils were vividly colored, as if staring at her.

  Jian Yao almost immediately lowered her gaze, but in that brief glance, she was able to see clearly that the jars on the shelf contained lips, teeth, wrists, hearts, and male genitalia...

  "One of the security guards suddenly shouted: 'Murder and dismemberment! Murder and dismemberment!' and turned around to run away. As he ran, the other security guards also changed their expressions and started to back away. Old Xiao was immediately stunned, stiff as a wooden chicken, two security guards pulled him out: 'We'll get out first! Keep this place secure, the police will be here soon! Hurry up and call for help!'"

  The sound of footsteps echoed behind her, and the voices were chaotic. Jian Yao's heartbeat was already unstable, and a chill slowly seeped into her limbs and torso. She also turned around, covering her face and quickly walking outwards. But after taking a few steps, she stopped again.

  In front of her was a long and narrow corridor. The security guards took off running as soon as they saw her. She stood there for a few seconds, then turned around and walked back into the secret room alone.

  Everything in front of her was so terrifying, she didn't look at the things in the jar, but instead slowly shifted her gaze to the bottom of one of the jars...

  There was a small yellowed paper note stuck there.

  When she came in just now, she saw that each jar seemed to have the same thing stuck on it. She looked carefully at the words on top of it.

  This is an English label:

  Number: 042;

  Left eyeball

  Gender: Female;

  Age: 27;

  Cause of death: Car accident, massive bleeding;

  Died: August 15, 2007

  Donation to Hospital: Ohio State Hospital.

  The label still faintly visible with a hospital seal is a research specimen of human organs.

  Jian Yao let out a sigh of relief.

  Just then, she heard a faint alarm sound coming from outside the house and quickly left the room.

  She had just run out of the villa gate for a few steps when she saw in front of her, security guards surrounding two policemen, pointing at the villa and speaking loudly. At the same time, behind her, "bang" the door was closed by someone.

  Jian Yao turned around and looked at the tightly closed door.

  Thin misty words led them to the specimen room, just to scare them away.

  It's already afternoon, the sunlight between the mountains is still shining brightly, and the villa stands quietly in the sun, as if nothing had happened.

  The first two to arrive were the police officers, and Jian Yao told them everything that had happened. The security guards listened to her account of those events with great surprise, but still insisted that Bao Qiang was involved.

  Two policemen decided to go forward and ask questions, while Jian Yao and others stood waiting at a distance.

  Then the police knocked on the door and shouted downstairs, but no one in the house responded to them. The security guards discussed it and felt that Bó Jìngyán was guilty of being caught. Jiǎn Yāo also couldn't guess what Bó Jìngyán was doing.

  The police couldn't force their way in, so they had to come back and find Jianyao: "Don't you have his phone number? Call him and ask him to open the door."

  Jian Yao nodded and answered the call on speakerphone: "Police are outside your house, they want to ask you some questions. Open the door."

  Bo Wan remained silent for a few seconds before responding in a slightly nasal tone, "Do they have a search warrant or an arrest warrant?"

  The police officer shook his head and Jian Yao replied: "No."

  "He said: 'Then why should I open the door? Goodbye.' After that, he hung up the phone again."

  The police officers looked at each other in dismay, the fire getting bigger. One of them said: "Call the bureau for instructions!" Jian Yao listened and felt a little angry too, but the angrier she got, the stronger her intuition that he wasn't a criminal became. What kind of criminal was this?

  At this time, another alarm sounded in the distance, and everyone turned their heads to look.

  Several police officers, surrounding a middle-aged man with a serious expression, walked quickly towards the villa, and Li Xuan was also there. Jian Yao recognized the middle-aged man as the head of the municipal bureau.

  This small mountain ridge has a rather complicated situation.

  Seeing Jian Yao, Li Xun Ran was very surprised and walked up to her: "What are you doing here?"

  Jian Yao: "It can't be explained in just a few words. How did the director come here?"

  Li Xunyan's face showed a smile, a kind of profound and mysterious, yet excited smile. He repeated her words: "A few sentences can't make it clear. The director also learned from someone who heard it today that he lived here and insisted on coming to see him in person."

  Jian Yao found it strange and wanted to ask more, but the person had already been called away by someone named Li Xun Ran. He hastily said: "You're helping the people from your courtyard find a child? I know someone reported a case, but they got it wrong, how could he be a criminal? We'll talk later." After saying that, he ran off.

  This time Li Xunran went forward and knocked on the door.

  Under the gaze of many eyes, it is still the same result, with no one responding.

  It was probably because two police officers had previously reported the situation to the director, and Jian Yao was called in front of the director.

  The director's expression and tone were both very gentle: "Xiao Jian, do you have his phone number? Give him a call."

  As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the police officers were on her, and Li Xuan was even more surprised.

  Jian Yao had no choice but to call again, and it was still on speakerphone. Before she could say anything, the person on the other end spoke up again in a low and gloomy tone, this time with a slightly sinister tone: "Can't your memory last for 24 hours? Have you forgotten what time I went to sleep last night? Why are you calling again?"

  Jian Yao was about to respond, but suddenly felt that everyone was looking at her again. The detectives were all keen observers, and their gazes were somewhat subtle. Li Xunran was staring straight at her. Jian Yao only then reacted, feeling slightly embarrassed and helpless. There was no point in saying more, so she immediately got to the point: "Bao Qiangyan, the municipal bureau chief wants to see you."

  "Not in sight." He replied stiffly.

  "I'll talk to him." The director suddenly spoke up beside her, stretching out his hand to Jian Yao and taking the phone.

  The director walked aside, spoke for a while, hung up the phone, and a smile appeared on his face.

  Jian Yao watched as the director brought an old detective to the villa again. This time, however, the door of the villa opened and they walked in.

  Jian Yao pulled Li Xun Ran's sleeve: "What kind of person is he?"

  Li Xunran glanced at her and didn't answer, instead asking: "What's your relationship with him?"

  Jian Yao briefly recounted what had happened: "I am his translator."

  Li Xuanran patted her shoulder: "You're giving me too much face!" Only then did she look towards the villa, sighed, and said with an extremely yearning tone: "Bao Jinyan. Associate Professor at the University of Maryland, the world's youngest expert in criminal psychology, specially appointed advisor to the Ministry of Public Security, First-Class Police Inspector. Damn! He actually came to this godforsaken place to recuperate!"

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