Chapter 52: Human Meat Wontons (1)

The third locust tree, turning.

Yin Hui turned around nervously. When she saw that the ant was still five centimeters away from the roof of the car, she felt relieved.

"We're here, you guys go down, go early and come back early." The driver's eyes looked around unnaturally, for fear of encountering something unclean.

Thick fog floated around, looking like a basin of turbid river water under the dim light of the street lights, and the visual distance was extremely short.

Yin Hui walked to the security booth and was about to take a closer look when he found that a thin layer of ice had formed on it and he could not see what was inside. Helpless, he could only clasp the old man's hand with trembling hands.

Old carved windows: "Old Zhang, open the door quickly, I will accompany you today."

The room was very quiet, no one answered, as if the whole earth had fallen asleep together.

"Old Zhang, open the door quickly." Yin Hui's voice sounded a little anxious.

"Go back!" There was a dark shadow vaguely covering the window, and Lao Zhang's voice was flat and straightforward, without any emotion, pain, or fear.

Hearing Lao Zhang's voice, Yin Hui's heart, which had been hanging around since the beginning, was finally relieved. It seemed that he was too worried. He was nervous about everything these days. He was really a bit nervous. Thinking of this

, he shrugged helplessly and returned to his usual words: "Haha, Lao Zhang, if you want to be alone, I won't come in. If you need anything, call me!"

After saying that, he turned around and got into the taxi. The driver was probably frightened. Without saying a word, he turned on the accelerator as fast as he could. Looking at his posture, he really had the potential of an F1 driver.

"What's going on?" After Yin Hui closed the car door, Tang Yan couldn't help but asked curiously.

"It's nothing. I'm just a little uneasy. I'm afraid something might happen to Lao Zhang. Now I see that this old boy is safe, so there's no need to worry about it." Yin Hui lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and threw it away.

Outside the window.

"Oh." Tang Yan nodded understandingly. She knew that since the murder, Yin Hui's whole person had become more sensitive, like a tight bowstring all the time, and she did not dare to slack off at all.

Alas! I hope I can catch that perverted murderer and avenge these innocent people, Tang Yan thought to herself.

There was silence for a moment in the car.

Lifting her tired eyes, Yin Hui looked thoughtfully at the scene that kept retreating behind her. The thick fog had not dissipated. With the help of street lights, she could barely see a distance of about ten meters. On both sides, she could barely see clearly.

They are all dark shop doors with shining white lanterns. Occasionally, there are a few hurried guys burning some paper money against the mist. As the north wind blows up, they seem like ghosts with snarling teeth and claws in the car.

Floating in front of the window, there seemed to be unfamiliar pale faces, left, right, in front, and behind, which gave people an indescribable feeling.

"Wontons, fresh human meat wontons!" Suddenly, a vague voice came from outside the car. Because the taxi's windows were closed, the voice sounded very small, as if it came from thousands of miles away and was not very clear. But carefully

When you prick up your ears, you find that the sound is like a sharp embroidery needle being stabbed into your ears. It gradually gathers, becomes sharper, and gradually makes you have to listen.

"Human...human meat wontons?" Upon hearing these four words, Yin Hui's chest felt like a heavy blow.

Tang Yan's expression changed even more. Human meat wontons. Someone was actually selling human meat wontons on the street?

In order to hear it more clearly, Yin Hui opened the car window, and the ghostly humming was instantly amplified countless times, as if it was echoing in his ears.

He stretched out his head, trying to find out who was playing tricks here, but all he saw was a pile of burnt paper money beside the highway.

Just here, a bumping sound was heard, and a small wheelbarrow was slowly pushed out from the corner, followed by a rickety figure with silver hair on his head, an old short coat on his body, and a prick on his head.

A black paper flower, when I got closer, I realized it was an old woman.

There was a wooden barrel separated from the wheelbarrow, and white steam billowed out, exuding a vague aroma of meat.

“Human wontons!”

"Human meat wontons..." The old woman shook the banana fan in her hand, opened the lid of the wooden barrel, and took out a small glazed ceramic bowl. The wontons in the bowl were crystal clear, white and red inside, and they looked like they had thin skin and fillings.

Thick, authentic snacks.

But Yin Hui's face suddenly became ugly, and he rolled down the car window in a hurry, and his voice suddenly became much quieter.

Through the car window, he looked at the small stall selling human meat wontons, but was horrified to find that the old woman was staring at him with a meaningful smile. Yin Hui was a little frightened, controlled her emotions, and turned her head back.

No more looking.

"Yin Hui, did you see... no." Tang Yan swallowed in fear. Shen Feifei also looked at her hands in a daze, not daring to look either way.

"You saw it, listen to me, don't worry about it. Just wait until you get home." Although Yin Hui showed his due masculinity.

Tang Yan held Yin Hui's hand tightly and was so nervous that she could not speak. Yin Hui's heart trembled. The girl's hands were indeed extraordinary. They were very different from her own 'paws'. They were soft when she grasped them.

, it was warm, and he even smelled a faint body fragrance emanating from his hands.

"Master, please go to the front and turn."

Yin Hui saw that they had reached the intersection ahead, so she spoke to the driver, because Yin Hui saw that the driver had no intention of turning.

"Master, please stop for a moment." Yin Hui shouted again.

But the driver didn't say a word.

Yin Hui was curious.

Suddenly, Tang Yan grabbed Yin Hui's hand and pulled it away suddenly, pointed at the rearview mirror and said: "Yin Hui, look... the passenger... the passenger..."

Yin Hui raised her head in surprise, but she happened to catch the eye of the person who suddenly appeared in the passenger seat. It was none other than the old woman who was selling wontons just now!
Chapter completed!