Huang Xiaotao asked, "Song Yang, what does 'empty' mean?"
I couldn't help but wryly smile, "Are you asking me to explain the idiom, or asking why it's empty?"
"You!" Huang Xiaotao stomped on my foot and glared at me fiercely.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" I waved my hands repeatedly, "The deceased's stomach was empty, extremely clean from hunger."
"That's nothing, she was probably kept by the murderer for a few days." Huang Xiaotao said unpleasantly.
"But there was not even feces in her intestines," I continued.
"Wha...what?"
Next I did something that made everyone nauseous. I spread the deceased's legs apart and inserted my finger deep into the deceased's anus, almost the whole finger went in. Huang Xiaotao's mouth was wide open, her eyeballs were about to pop out.
"Nothing to be surprised about, haven't you seen a doctor examine the prostate before?" I said.
"Can you compare that?" Huang Xiaotao said, "You're simply...forget it, I don't want to say it."
Actually I was quite innocent, this had to be done to examine here, now there were gloves and thermometers which was better, without these tools in ancient times, the coroners directly inserted their fingers into the anus to measure the intestinal temperature.
Of course I wasn't measuring the temperature, when I inserted my finger all the way in and pulled it out, I found a layer of oil on my hand. Also, the place that should have been the human excretory organ was exceptionally clean.
I held my finger under my nose and sniffed it, several policemen covered their mouths in disgust. I said, "There's vegetable oil in the deceased's rectum!"
Huang Xiaotao was startled and asked, "Vegetable oil?"
I nodded, "Pass me some tweezers."
A policeman took tweezers over, and gave me a strange look at the same time. Actually I could have used my finger for the next step, but I didn't want to disgust them so I used the tweezers instead.
I pulled apart the deceased's anus, and had a policeman shine his flashlight, after looking over it, I put down the tweezers and took off my gloves, the autopsy was over.
"What do you think?" Huang Xiaotao anxiously asked, her tone was like a worried family member asking about the condition of a patient.
"There is some damage to the intestinal mucosa, the murderer should have inserted a soft tube into the deceased's intestine, and poured oil in, while also making the deceased drink a lot of oil," I said.
"Why would he do that?" Huang Xiaotao was very puzzled about this.
"To make the deceased empty all waste from her body," I answered.
Just now when I examined the bones, I discovered that the liver had shrunk to some degree. The liver is like a built-in battery in the human body, when a person is in a state of starvation, the glycogen stored in the liver will start to be consumed to provide energy for the body.
This meant that the deceased was starved for at least a week before death. In addition, oil was poured in from the mouth and anus to forcibly empty the intestines.
Based on this, it could be deduced that the deceased had been missing for about twenty-seven days.
Most importantly, feces in the human body contain a lot of toxins. When the body is starved, the intestines will start to 'squeeze' the feces again for nutrients, and naturally these toxins will accumulate in the muscles and blood.
The murderer was obviously aware of this, so he used this method to forcibly empty the deceased's feces!
Also, when an animal dies in extreme fear, it will secrete some toxins into the blood, causing the muscles to become stiff. Therefore, the murderer let the deceased inhale laughing gas, to die slowly in a painless manner.
The murderer went through so much trouble not to torment the deceased. The conclusion is so twisted that even I feel it's excessive – the murderer did this to ensure the deceased's meat reached the most 'delicious' state!
After hearing me explain, two policemen rushed out covering their mouths, Huang Xiaotao had almost eaten a human meat bun before, so she had some immunity, but her expression was still somewhat horrified, "You mean the filling in the buns wasn't made by the murderer to destroy evidence, his original intention for abducting the victim was to take the best ingredients to make human meat buns..."
I answered, "Yes, I guess the murderer has no awareness of murder at all, to him people are no different than pigs and cows, he is a mentally twisted gourmet! Also, the third reason why the corpse doesn't show signs of decay that I mentioned earlier is this – because the deceased was starved for a week, some probiotics in the intestines were emptied from the body, the rest were killed by her own immune system, in layman's terms the bacteria starved to death, so the corpse did not rot severely."
Huang Xiaotao lowered her head without speaking for ten seconds, I thought she was sad for the deceased's tragic fate, but I was wrong, if she cried that wouldn't be Huang Xiaotao.
She angrily clenched her fists and gnashed her teeth, "Damn it, scum like this really deserves to be hacked into pieces! We must stop him from committing more crimes no matter what!"
But I was a bit pessimistic, this deceased had been abandoned for twenty days, twenty days was far too long, there may have already been a second and third victim.
I comforted Huang Xiaotao, "We'll do our best, even if we have to work non-stop these two days to catch him!"
"You're right!" Huang Xiaotao nodded.
After the autopsy, as usual I took out some spirit money, burned it in front of the deceased, recited the Rebirth Mantra, then covered her with a white sheet.
We left the morgue, Xiao Zhou had analyzed the results, he excitedly said, "Song Yang, you were completely right, the deceased did inhale nitrous oxide."
"What about the rope's components?" I asked.
"Polypropylene and some cotton textiles," Xiao Zhou answered swiftly.
"Thanks!" I nodded, it was as I expected.
Huang Xiaotao said, "It looks like we need to focus on tracing the ropes and laughing gas for clues now. Let's increase manpower and mobilize all the police officers and auxiliary police from the local police stations, we must solve this case as quickly as possible."
I asked Huang Xiaotao, "Where's Wang Yuanchao today?"
"He happened to be patrolling near the meat factory this afternoon, I asked him to trace Jin Huo Ma's clues, so he didn't attend the meeting," Huang Xiaotao said.
"Right, are there people staking out the bun shop?" I continued asking.
"How could I forget such an important place, I've sent four colleagues to keep watch there," Huang Xiaotao replied.
By now the sky was bright, I had actually spent two hours examining the corpse. Huang Xiaotao said let's go eat something.
We went to a nearby Western restaurant and simply ate some pizza. After eating, Huang Xiaotao said, "Song Yang, you didn't rest well last night, you must be tired, why don't you go back to school first, I'll notify you if anything comes up."
"What about you?" I asked.
"I still have to work on the case," Huang Xiaotao smiled wryly.
"I'll go with you, if you ask me to go back and sleep now will I be able to rest easy?" I said.
Huang Xiaotao smiled, "Okay!"
Huang Xiaotao called a few people back at the police station, one of them was Wang Yuanchao. After hanging up she told me, "Wang Yuanchao said Jin Huo Ma resigned from the meat factory three months ago, the pork he delivered afterwards had nothing to do with the factory. Also the head of HR said he had a habit of petty theft."
This was about what I had guessed, but it also meant this lead was cut off.
Soon, two policemen brought over a thick stack of files, saying they were the case files and records of people in Nanjiang City who had gone missing or lost contact in the last three months, from all police stations and public security bureaus.
Huang Xiaotao was surprised, "There are so many missing people in Nanjiang City in three months, are there aliens appearing in the city?"
"Not all are missing, some are just lost contact," one policeman said. "After all, Nanjiang City is quite big, with a lot of migrant population, coming and going unpredictably. Some in here are also debt dodgers who ran away."
"Okay, leave them here, I'll go through them slowly," Huang Xiaotao said.
Facing a table full of files, Huang Xiaotao smiled wryly, "Song Yang, lend me your eyes to help me out!"
I picked one up and flipped through it. Let alone there being so many files, checking them one by one would consume huge amounts of manpower and time. I suddenly had an idea, although a bit sinister, but it could indeed save massive manpower and time, after all, being a second late in solving the case would increase the probability of the next victim appearing.
I said, "Why don't we try reverse thinking!"
"What kind of reverse thinking method?" Huang Xiaotao asked.
"Looking at it from the killer's perspective, which of these people are the 'tastiest'!" I looked over the thick dossier and said.

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”