A passing traveler through the heavens

After hearing Ji Lin's words, everyone in the police station fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at each other, the food they had been holding now seeming like a hot potato.

No one dared to make a move, and they didn't even have the courage to take another bite.

Ji Lin frowned, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present. He then quickly found the police officer in charge of buying morning tea.

After careful questioning, the police officer finally revealed the origin of the food—it all came from a place called Eight Immortals Restaurant.

According to the police officer, the barbecued pork buns at this Eight Immortals Restaurant have recently become very famous and are selling like hotcakes.

Therefore, when he received the task of buying breakfast from Ji Lin, he did not hesitate to go to this restaurant to make the purchase.

However, as the police officer's account continued, Ji Lin became almost certain that he had encountered the horrific scenario of "human flesh char siu buns" at the Eight Immortals Restaurant!

Thinking of this, Ji Lin's face turned extremely gloomy, and he ordered his men to throw away all the suspicious food without hesitation.

He then began to systematically plan the follow-up actions.

First, Liang Xiaotang was assigned to lead a small team to the beach near the Eight Immortals Restaurant to conduct a comprehensive search, especially to look for any abandoned human remains.

At the same time, he assigned Song Zijie to obtain more detailed and accurate information about the Eight Immortals Restaurant.

He was also instructed to lead another team to conduct 24-hour continuous surveillance of the area surrounding the Eight Immortals Restaurant to ensure that no movement was overlooked.

After all the matters were properly arranged, Ji Lin solemnly explained to everyone.

"Based on my intuition, the char siu bao sold at this Eight Immortals Restaurant is very likely made from human flesh!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned, their expressions of disbelief evident.

In particular, the police officers who had previously tasted the shop's char siu bao felt their stomachs churn and could no longer suppress the urge to vomit upon hearing the news.

Seeing this scene, Ji Lin frowned slightly and sighed softly, "Actually, I also hope that my intuition is wrong..."

"However, it is too early to draw a complete conclusion; everything needs to wait for further conclusive evidence."

"When the truth comes out, I will take everyone to the Tough Guy Restaurant and give you all a good meal as compensation."

However, despite Ji Lin's attempt to reassure everyone, after his explanation, everyone seemed to have lost their appetite.

Perhaps for a long time to come, they will harbor fear and apprehension towards any meat products.

Afterwards, Ji Lin returned to his office alone and began to carefully review the detailed information about the Eight Immortals Restaurant that Song Zijie had sent over.

According to the information, the owner of this restaurant is named Zheng Lin, and his family has been working hard to run the business here for many years.

However, news recently came from the store's employees that the store owner and his family had made enough money and successfully immigrated and left the area.

Today, the new owner of the Eight Immortals Restaurant is a man named Wang Zhiheng.

After reading the information, Ji Lin was absolutely certain that this was undoubtedly the plot of the "Human Meat Char Siu Bao" from the Eight Immortals Restaurant!

Just then, his phone rang; it was Liang Xiaotang calling.

Liang Xiaotang urgently reported the latest situation to him on the other end of the phone: "Brother Lin, we carefully searched the beach near the Eight Immortals Restaurant as you instructed, and we have indeed made a major discovery!"

"There were many mutilated limbs and heads scattered there; the scene was extremely bloody and horrific..."

Upon hearing this, Ji Lin's heart tightened, and he immediately ordered, "Bring all those things back immediately and find specialized personnel to piece them together and examine them! Be quick!"

After hanging up the phone, Ji Lin fell into deep thought.

Time passed slowly, and night quietly fell. Finally, Ji Lin received the forensic report.

He opened the report, and a chill ran down his spine the moment his eyes fell on the words.

After detailed identification and analysis, it was discovered that all of these bodies belonged to Zheng Lin's family, who owned the Eight Immortals Restaurant!

Before Ji Lin could recover from his shock, his phone rang again; this time it was Song Zijie calling.

"Brother Lin, I have great news for you! We've just successfully captured Wang Zhiheng!"

"We were secretly monitoring the Eight Immortals Restaurant when we suddenly heard a shrill scream coming from inside."

“We didn’t dare to delay for a moment and rushed into the store, only to see Wang Zhiheng holding a cleaver, frantically chopping a corpse into minced meat…”

Song Zijie recounted the entire arrest process in detail over the phone.

When Song Zijie and his team finally brought Wang Zhiheng back to the police station, Ji Lin stood at the door to greet them. However, when he saw the police officers who had returned with Song Zijie, he was shocked.

These usually energetic police officers were now deathly pale, their eyes darting around.

As if they had suffered a great shock, everyone looked listless and lifeless.

Seeing this, Song Zijie quickly walked up to Ji Lin and explained anxiously, "Brother Lin, you don't know! The terrifying scenes during this operation caused the brothers' mental defenses to collapse instantly."

"And several of my brothers have eaten at this restaurant's char siu bao before!"

Nevertheless, Ji Lin mustered his spirits and calmly directed the group to escort Wang Zhiheng to the interrogation room.

After entering the interrogation room, Ji Lin secretly hypnotized Wang Zhiheng using the term "princess".

Soon after, Wang Zhiheng became quiet as if he had lost consciousness, his eyes closed and his breathing became steady and deep.

Then, under Ji Lin's questioning, Wang Zhiheng slowly began to speak, recounting in detail each of his crimes.

As time went on, Wang Zhiheng's crimes gradually became clear.

After all the records were completed, Ji Lin breathed a sigh of relief and then organized the detailed report.

Meanwhile, according to normal procedures, they will temporarily detain Wang Zhiheng in a detention room to await further trial and processing.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Just then, the hypnotic effect of Wang Zhiheng wore off, and the previously peacefully sleeping Wang Zhiheng suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a fierce and resolute look.

Taking advantage of the escorting police officer's inattention, he suddenly reached out and snatched the officer's service pistol from his waist, and attempted to use force to attack the police officer in order to escape from the police station.

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, but Ji Lin reacted extremely quickly.

Almost the instant Wang Zhiheng made his move, he swiftly drew his sidearm, aimed at his opponent, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A sharp gunshot pierced the air, and Wang Zhiheng fell to the ground, blood splattering everywhere...

"That scum deserves to die," Ji Lin said, and then instructed Song Zijie and the others to compile a report on the incident and submit it.

Then, they were made to dispose of the body properly.

Once everything was settled, Ji Lin walked out of the police station with a sigh of relief.

However, after Wang Zhiheng's ordeal, Ji Lin had long lost interest in driving home by himself.

So he strolled to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

As soon as Ji Lin opened the car door and got in, he habitually looked around the interior. Just then, he suddenly realized that the taxi driver looked somewhat familiar.

But for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it before.

Out of curiosity, Ji Lin struck up a conversation with the taxi driver: "Sir, you look familiar. Haven't we met somewhere before...?"