I'm not talking about raising monsters

Chapter 55

But the sinful Tang Jiujiu was still unwilling to let him go, so he continued to export a new wave of darkness.

"Here, the patient can cross his legs and go home tremblingly. After returning home, he must use potassium permanganate solution to disinfect the cows and cattle."

"Do you know what potassium permanganate is? It's a purple solution that can be used to sterilize bacteria and kill viruses. To avoid infection."

"At this time, I don't dare to wear pants when I go home. I have to sit with my legs crossed like a dog, holding a small bowl in my hand, and the prepared potassium permanganate solution is bubbling in the bowl, soaking this beef. Take it out after a while, it will be soaked and wrinkled, it will be fine, it’s just ugly.”

"From now on, I will slowly watch the titanium nails fall one by one every day. Think about the nails that have been punched in a circle on Niu Niu. There are eighteen neatly. Now even if there is a reaction, you are not afraid of blowing the thread. There are nails. Nail it, this is the wisdom of the people."

"Great!"

"This is the regular cut cow, and there is also the wild cut cow, Shangmoubao, 250 yuan, a series of tools, you have to do it yourself, and there are many stories in it."

Youguang's mind was still looping through the single song, cutting the chicken, cutting the chicken, cutting the chicken, cutting the chicken, cutting the chicken, so he didn't realize what Tang Jiujiu was talking about.

By the time he realized it, it was too late, he thought he had already received enough soul shocks today.Who knew that this was just Tang Jiujiu's beginning, and the material that was more violent than the poisonous nursery rhyme was yet to come.

Tang Jiujiu raised his cute baby face, the golden fluffy fluff on his face looked like an unpeeled kiwi in the sun.The round and big almond eyes looked at him flickeringly from below Yu Guang, as if they were going to melt Yu Guang.

But the words that came out of his chubby little mouth made people shudder and shudder.

"This is just a general operation. It's just a stapler. It's nothing. The real warriors do it by themselves. If you are not careful, it will be a tragedy."

"I'll give you popular science, those warriors who do it themselves."

"First go to the Internet to buy a set of equipment, and then tie the thread first, just like tying a pig's leg. After 48 hours, the blood circulation of the cow and cowhide is blocked, so I start to use tools to cut it myself."

"Only this old man has a formula for winning. First take a sip of Laobaigan, spray it on the bottom, then take out the sharp nail clippers and start finishing work."

"Only nail clippers with slanted edges can match big brother's exquisite workmanship. Slow work produces meticulous work, which must be carefully trimmed and trimmed slowly from the inside to the outside. At this time, the most taboo is to be anxious. You must hold your breath, as the saying goes. ,More haste less speed."

"Some elder brothers were too impatient, too rough, too impulsive, and used too sharp a utility knife. When they cut down, they didn't have a good sense of scale, and the blood was splashed on the spot, and their heads were chopped off. We can only send emergency treatment immediately! "

Youguang: ...

"Some elder brothers tied the thread too tightly. When the cutting started, not only the cowhide was dead, but even the head turned white...then it was about to die..."

"This is a big taboo! Every year, how many big brothers fall on the road of online shopping and self-cutting cowhide."

"I couldn't find the customer service. I finally found the customer service. No matter what I said, I always gave a unified answer. This is a normal phenomenon."

"Brother asked Niu Niu's head to be white, is it necrotic?"

"The customer service replied, it's normal, you are too nervous, your face turns pale when you get nervous, and it's the same below."

"This kind of answer is like a marquee hidden in the pants. Every day, it will show red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple according to the mood of the eldest brother."

"At night, my eldest brother doesn't use street lights when he goes out. He brings his own neon lights. He is the most beautiful boy on this GAI."

"Think about a Niu Niu who has an expression, will turn pale, and will feel sad and lost. Let me ask you if you are ruthless."

Youguang: ...

Tang Jiujiu really has a problem. Although he is very knowledgeable, he can really be said to know astronomy.He is erudite, but it seems that his erudition is a bit crooked, and he always learns the feeling of being out of place.

There is always such a kind of obscenity and obscenity, and a feeling of obscenity in obscenity.

But at this moment, the work in the house has been completed, and the big black man smiled and lifted the young master up by his armpit,

Smiling, he said to the servants below, "Go to the kitchen and get a bowl of pot ashes to stop the bleeding and disinfect with the young master. The pot ashes must be of the best year, more than three years old, must be old and old, but black but black but black. Only black ones can guarantee the best hemostatic effect, so please remember."

Mr. Shen fell in the middle of the ground with a bloodless face, and was carried by the black man like a rag doll, his face was pale, sweat was like rain, and tears were like springs.

The little lady really didn't dare to look at such a bloody scene, so she could only turn her head, curled up on the bed, and couldn't help being curious, she peeked out a round, curious eye from between her fingers, and quietly looked at Mr. Shen and the black man.

With a melodious voice, he whispered, "Is this done?"

The big black man smiled and said to him, "Madam, don't look at it yet. Wait for me to stop the bleeding with him, and then talk."

After a while, a servant came in with a large porcelain bowl and ginger, and viciously smashed a large bowl of black pot ashes, with some unburned grass and sawdust still sticking to it.

The big man lifted Mr. Shen upright on the couch, and then put a bowl of plant ash and sauce under his body.The young man let out a scream.His complexion turned from red to white, from white to clear blue, from purple to black, sweating like rain, he slowly slid down from the roof, and fell down under the couch, trembling.

at this time.The little beauty Tuanzhu was in a hurry, and asked anxiously, "How is this a good show, I see that the young master is going to die!"

The big black man grinned and stroked the thorny beard on his face and said, "Where is this? Don't worry, madam. I have my own plan. This time it is really for stopping the bleeding. These are all good things, Chen." Year old stuff."

Sure enough, within a short while, the young master's face gradually eased, and the bleeding stopped.

After the big black man asked someone to wash it with clean water, it was as if he had not been injured. Only a pool of blood on the ground could prove what happened here.

Wait until everything is sorted out.The big black man greeted the beauties who had just torn Aquaman with his hands, dripping with sweat and dripping beads of flowers.

The beauties repaired their makeup and rearranged their clothes. They were all beautiful and graceful, and they sat down slowly.

Chen Meng looked at Mr. Jiang who was slumped under his feet and asked: "We have already asked about the sisters who committed suicide, so what about him?"

"What kind of role do you play here?"

"Why do all these beauties have something missing? Either a pair of hands is missing, or a pair of feet is missing, or half of their face is missing."

"How do you explain this?" Mr. Jiang has gone through this catastrophe, and he has nothing to hide anymore.He said it was a beating, and if he didn't say it was a beating.I really know everything and say everything, for fear that I want to miss something.

Tang Jiujiu reminded Chen Meng from behind: "Let him think about it carefully, whether he has seen suspicious people or similar people in these brothels."

"He followed his father all the way, so could it be that the murderer followed him all the way?"

Mr. Jiang was sweating profusely thinking about it, but he really couldn't think of it, so he could only say submissively: "Aren't you usually seen in the brothel are some turtles?"

"Who else? There are no men at all. Aren't they just a few of my friends?"

"Think about who else is there. Those who sell vegetables, those who deliver food, those who sell wine, as long as they enter and leave the brothel."

"It's possible you've seen it, but didn't notice it."

Mr. Jiang was so forced that he couldn't help it. Suddenly, he felt blessed and cried out. "I see, I remembered, there is a guy who delivers food or charcoal, and he is unusually tall."

"I seem to have seen such a tall man in several brothels, and he always turned his back to me."

"All I saw was the back, I couldn't be sure if it was the same person."

"But there can't be two or three brothels with the same tall man."

"Besides, my father was an official in the south of the Yangtze River in his early years. The women there are smaller, and the men are not so fat."

"I'm not sure, but when you say it like this, it seems that there is such a tall person. I don't remember what he looks like. I have never seen his face. It seems to have seen such a person."

As soon as Tang Jiujiu heard this, he became concerned. It seemed that both the murderer and Mr. Jiang had connections with the brothel Chuguan.

The brothel connected the two of them together.As for Mr. Jiang's first victim, the woman who committed suicide died at least two years earlier than the woman who was killed by the murderer.

In other words, it is very likely that the prisoner saw Mr. Jiang forcing and inducing the beauty to commit suicide.He gradually became evil.

But Mr. Jiang has been to so many places since he traveled with his father, so he can't check all the brothels.

wrong!

Tang Jiujiu interrupted his thinking, the criminal had already committed a crime in this county, which meant that he had followed Mr. Jiang's footsteps to this place.

He is local!

Mr. Jiang, in such a catastrophe, his hair was torn bloody, in pieces here and there, wishing that even his scalp would be ripped off by a beauty.The lower body was also moved by people.He is determined not to tell lies anymore.The clues have to be found in the brothel.

According to what Mr. Jiang said, this person should have a low social status and a tall stature. He often goes in and out of the brothel and delivers food and vegetables.

But he may not be doing these things now, since he can produce the incomparably luxurious Shu brocade, maybe he has changed his behavior now.

Here things have plunged into a cloud of fog again.