Chapter 469

When I asked for more details, Mrs. Mu insisted the young man leave the room. "Officer, didn't you just say I was poisoned? Should I go to the hospital?" he asked uneasily.

"This poison temporarily makes it impossible for you to ingest protein. But aside from that, theres nothing to worry about. Please leave your contact information and well inform you when we find a cure."

After leaving his contact information, the young man walked out of the study.

Mrs. Mu poured herself a gla.s.s of bourbon and asked if we wanted a drink, but I declined. Then, dropping into the desk chair, she began her story.

Half a year ago, Mr. Mu joined a club through a friend's introduction, but the details werent disclosed to Mrs. Mu.

To put it bluntly, Mrs. Mu believed that the pastimes of the rich involved pleasure of the flesh. As a mistress herself, she was open about such matters. After all, she was only with Mr. Mu for the luxuries and couldnt care less if her husband had a debauched life outside of their home.

However, upon returning from the club, Mr. Mu seemed spirited and full of vigor. Naturally, there wasnt much s.e.x for a man in his fifties. But ever since he joined the club, he had become so pa.s.sionate and intense in the sheets that even Mrs. Mu was frightened!

Every time she looked into his eyes, she found them red and bloodthirsty like a wolf. Once, Mr. Mu even bit her neck. It was not the playful intimate sort between lovers, but a bite so hard blood gushed out of the wound. Mrs. Mu screamed in pain and tried to push her husband away. Despite apologizing, Mr. Mu licked the blood with terrifying greed in his eyes.

Mr. Mu was so keen on this club that he wouldnt eat or drink, counting down the days till the weekend.

And as soon as the weekend arrived, he would get dressed and leave at five in the afternoon.

Although unaware of what her husband did at the club, Mrs. Mu couldnt fight the uneasiness she felt. She would occasionally remind him to be careful outside given his age, but Mr. Mu wouldnt listen at all. Upset with his behavior, Mrs. Mu started inviting friends over for weekend parties.

There was one other strange thingMr. Mu had asked where he could purchase human placenta. Since Mrs. Mu was hospitalized for some time, she knew that human placenta wasnt easy to obtain. She managed to procure it via her friend and ended up stewing it for Mr. Mu. In fact, human placenta was similar to a piece of skin with a little meat. But just thinking about its origins made Mrs. Mu disgusted.

Strangely enough, Mr. Mu, who hadnt eaten meat for half a year, devoured it with relish.

"Officers, has my husband done something illegal? asked Mrs. Mu. Tell me the truth. I wouldnt want all his property to be confiscated when the time comes. What a huge loss it would be if I don't get a penny!"

"Youre really straightforward, arent you?" scoffed Xiaotao.

Mrs. Mu laughed, "Why should I bother pretending with the police? Doesnt it boil down to that between men and women?"

"Dont worry. You wont lose your a.s.sets," a.s.sured Xiaotao.

Mrs. Mu nodded, "Thank goodness. But then again, if he has really committed a crime, do go easy on him. After all, he is my husband.

"Thanks for your cooperation. Well leave you to your party!" I said.

Upon exiting the villa, I furrowed my brows, "From the clues we have so far, this mysterious club is probably dealing in the same business as Chef Tang."

Xiaotao gasped, "I really hope my dad wont get mixed up in all this."

Ill at ease, Xiaotao planned to wait for Mr. Huang in his apartment. Right then, we received a call from Bingxin, reporting her findings. "Song Yang-gege, the poisoned liquor has no reaction with the chemicals in the mices blood."

"Have you tried feeding the mice with the poisoned liquor and then their own kind?" I suggested.

"I did think of it so I separated the alcohol content from the poisoned liquor and injected the mice. I tested them with beef jerky, milk and the meat of other mice. They wouldnt eat any of it."

I turned my attention to the cage on the table. The mice were nibbling on the peanuts and celery but ignored the meat next to them.

"Perhaps the poison doesnt react on chemicals in the blood but on human proteins. Can you get a sample of human protein?"

After all, this wasnt a hospital so we couldnt just grab a blood bag. "Can we use human milk? asked Xiaotao. A colleague of mine just gave birth. I can ask her for some milk."

"Thats too much trouble, just take my blood!"

"Gosh, do you have to be so dedicated!" laughed Bingxin.

Rolling up my sleeves, I allowed Bingxin to tie a tourniquet around my arm and extract a tube full of blood. Then, she placed the blood into a small plastic cup meant for feeding.

At first, the mice were indifferent, but one soon crawled over and began licking at the blood. It continued licking frantically, drawing the attention of the other mice. In a matter of seconds, the mice finished a small cup of human blood, their red eyes gleaming like s.h.i.+ny adzuki beans as if they were still looking for that "delicacy.

How horrifying! Theyre drinking human blood! exclaimed Bingxin. Let's get rid of these mice!"

"Don't! I stopped her. We have to study how to relieve this effect. I don't want to be a vegetarian my entire life!"

Xiaotao-jiejie, Ill have to trouble you to get some human milk."

"Oh no!" I cried, palming my forehead.

When the girls asked me what was wrong, I smiled bitterly, "I drink milk every time I use my abilities. But now I can't ingest protein unless its human, which means I cant use my abilities..."

Should I ask my colleague to give you some?" Xiaotao interjected.

"G.o.d, no! I dont think Ill be able to stomach that!"

"What's the big deal? Many fitness enthusiasts drink human milk. If my colleague knows that you drank her milk, shed be very proud." The girls threw their heads back in laughter.

After handling this matter, Xiaotao planned to wait at Mr. Huang's apartment, along with Bingxin who wanted to spend the night there. Since the apartment would be empty except for the two, I was duty-bound to watch over the girls.

We stayed up all night watching movies and snacking. I eventually fell asleep on Mr. Huang's couch while the girls shared his bed.

Early the next morning, Xiaotao ran out of the bedroom, looking a mess. "Is my dad home?" she cried.

Sitting up, I shook my head, "No!"

"I just had a nightmare that my dad came back with blood. He scared me half to death!" she said, patting her chest. Returning to the bedroom, she got properly dressed and tried to reach Mr. Huang once more but to no avail. Xiaotao knitted her brows in consternation.

"Check if Mr. Mu is home," I suggested.

This time, the call to Mr. Mu actually connected. As soon as she said the words Uncle Mu, he hung up on her. Gritting her teeth in anger, she cursed "That b.a.s.t.a.r.d knows Im a policeman. Something must have happened... Bingxin, get up! Weve got to go!"

At her call, Bingxin reluctantly got up. Who said that girls took forever to get ready? We were out of the apartment in fifteen minutes!

Xiaotao drove over to Mr. Mus villa like a madman on wheels. Even Bingxin turned pale with fear. I had to keep reminding Xiaotao of the traffic policeman ahead so she would go easy.

Unfortunately, we saw only Mrs. Mu, having narrowly missed her husband. She reported that Mr. Mu packed up and left right after returning home and receiving a phone call.