Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Alex pursed his lips and asked, “Do you know about cured at?”
Alia shook her head.
Alex said, “Cured at is also called salted at. It’s mostly seen in the south of our country. People like to marinate it after winter or before the Spring Festival. They use a large amount of salt to marinate the at and hang it under the eaves to dry for a period of ti. In winter, the cured at won’t go bad easily. If it’s preserved well, it can be kept for about three years.
Therefore, it’s very popular in so areas.”
Alia: n ???” The at could still be stored for three years?
Alex continued, “This murderer must have used cured at as a reference. He marinated the female corpse with a large amount of salt and wrapped it in a plastic bag to seal it for safekeeping.” Unfortunately, she was human, not cured at. They could not hang the corpse under the roof to dry, so no matter how well they handled it, it still emitted a stench.
Alex: “Actually, it’s very good. 1 estimate that the female corpse died about two months ago.” It took so long for the stench to co out. He had to admit that the murderer’s curing skills were very good!
There was a young intern forensic doctor at the side who was helping the forensic doctor do a simple autopsy. When he heard Alex’s words, he felt terrible. From then on, he had a psychological trauma towards food like cured at…
Alex watched for a while longer. He raised his hand and looked at the ti. It was half past five in the morning. He picked Alia up and strode out. “Let’s go ho.” The traffic commander would be at work at about seven or eight. If he didn’t leave soon, he would be caught riding a motorcycle with Alia.
The sky had just lit up when Alex’s motorcycle rumbled on the road, attracting many people to turn around. In front of the motorcycle was a small figure wearing a pink helt, forming a strong contrast with the cool style.
The motorcycle stopped at a shop not far from the Walton residence. Alex casually threw the car key to his subordinate and quickly walked towards the Walton residence with Alia.
His subordinate: “…” He was just an emotionless tool.
Alex found a random wall and was about to bring Alia over the wall when his phone rang. George’s irritated voice ca through. “You’re not back yet?” Alex: I’m already sitting on the wall.”
George:
Alex said, “Tell the old lady that you just saw take Mia out.”
George:
Mrs. Walton realized early in the morning that Alia was not in the room again. She looked around but could not find her. She walked towards George with a murderous expression. George lowered his voice and said to Alex on the other end of the cell phone, “The old lady is here.” With that, he hung up.
Alex lowered his eyes and looked at Alia, who was sitting on the wall. The little girl sighed excitedly. “Wow, it’s really tall!”
Alex put away his phone and shushed her. He whispered, “Lower your voice.” He carried Alia and jumped down the high wall. Then, he instructed, “Daughter, let’s walk backward later.”
Alia was puzzled. “Why?”
Alex said, “You’ll know in a while. If Grandma asks, don’t say anything. Just watch Daddy.”
Alia: Although she didn’t quite understand, she still nodded obediently. Seeing Alex walk backward, she followed suit, but she wasn’t very familiar with walking. She had to look back a few tis and almost fell. At this mont, an angry voice sounded. “Alex!”
Alex picked Alia up. “Let’s go!” He hugged Alia and ran a few steps forward pretentiously.
Mrs. Walton went out to look around and saw Alex’s back with Alia. How could she have known that the two of them were walking backward? It looked like she thought they were going to sneak out. Hearing her voice, Alex even ran forward with Alia in his arms.
Mrs. Walton caught up with him with a broom. “Stop right there!”
Alex turned around and touched his nose. “l was discovered.’
Mrs. Walton’s eyebrows twitched. She gritted her teeth and asked, “Where are you going so early in the morning?”
Alex was about to speak when Mrs. Walton interrupted angrily. “l didn’t ask you. Mia, tell .”
Alia blinked innocently and looked at Alex. Her father had said not to say anything, but… She lowered her head and said obediently, “Grandma, don’t be angry…”
When Mrs. Walton saw Alia like this, she couldn’t bear to scold her. She looked at Alex again. Alex touched his nose. “It’s nothing. I’m just taking Mia out for a walk..
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