Chapter 235 The Corpse Hidden in the Pickle Jar

Facing the courier's doubts, Lin Ting shook his head innocently, "I don't know."

She also didn't know how the family's neighbors suffered.

Rather than this, she wanted to know what was in the tank.

Lin Ting put the little mouse on his shoulder.

Although she had already communicated with the cow about releasing the mouse, the mouse was still instinctively afraid of the cat catching it, so she had to put the mouse on her body first to relieve the mouse's tension.

Lin Ting went forward and knocked on the doorman, and even called out twice, but no one came out.

Seeing this, the courier couldn't help but say, "Is he not at home?"

"These elderly people often leave their doors open and go to the pavilions near the community to gather and gossip about other people's families."

Commonly known as intelligence organization.

Lin Ting also knew these things.

Although she lived in a wealthy area and had never seen it, the Internet was so vast that she had seen all kinds of things.

"Little girl, why don't you just go in and open it and take a look? It's just placed at the door anyway. We'll just take a look and leave." The courier was a little anxious. They had been out for such a long time. If they didn't go back quickly, those who came to pick up the packages would make a wasted trip and might complain again.

Now that customers are complaining, it’s not easy for these couriers to do their job.

I don’t know when this family will come back, so this is all I can do.

Lin Ting was standing at the gate of the yard, reaching to untie the bag tied to the vat when a gray-haired old man, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, walked out of the room. He was holding a wash basin. Seeing Lin Ting and the courier standing in his yard and trying to touch his vat, he immediately yelled, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Are you planning to steal my pickled vegetables?" The old woman looked at Lin Ting and the courier. She took a quick step forward and pushed Lin Ting away.

Lin Ting didn't expect the old lady to be so strong. She staggered and almost hit the wall. Fortunately, the courier reached out and pulled her in time, preventing her from hitting the wall.

After Lin Tingtong thanked the courier, he turned to the angry old woman and explained, "Grandma, please listen to me. We didn't come here to steal your pickles. We were just passing by and smelled a foul odor coming from your pickle jar, so we wanted to see what was inside and why it stunk so badly."

Even after listening to Lin Ting's explanation, the old lady did not let down her guard against Lin Ting. She looked Lin Ting up and down with a pair of sharp eyes, "I think you just want to steal my vegetables. You deliberately found this excuse and said that my pickles are rotten. If they are rotten, how come I didn't smell it?"

It's strange that I didn't smell anything even though the smell is so strong.

Lin Ting frowned slightly, feeling that this old man was a little strange.

"If you don't believe me, ask other people. There really is a bad smell."

"Get out, get out. I don't smell anything, and neither do the neighbors. If they do, why don't they come and tell me? I think you're just looking for trouble. If you don't get out now, you're delaying my cooking for my eldest grandson, and I'll teach you a lesson for meddling in other people's business."

The old lady pushed Lin Ting and the courier out.

Lin Ting staggered after being pushed by the old lady. If he hadn't grabbed the wall in time, he would have fallen down.

The delivery boy was so upset by the old lady's push that he stepped forward and pulled Lin Ting's arm, saying, "Little girl, I think you should stop meddling in other people's business. This person is just a bitch and doesn't know how to appreciate a good person. It has nothing to do with us if the pickled vegetables become smelly and moldy."

If it was just smelly and hairy, she would naturally not care about it, but she suspected that it contained human tissue and she had to take care of it.

After Lin Ting stood up, holding the wall, she came up with an idea. She smiled and walked forward again, "I'm sorry, grandma, I was wrong just now. I smell your pickles and they are very fragrant. I wonder if you can sell them. I can give you double the market price for one pound."

Hearing this, the courier stared at Lin Ting in surprise.

He had just smelled it too. The pickled vegetables were clearly rotten. This old lady looked ungrateful and there was no need to save such a person.

I don't quite understand why Lin Ting is so obsessed with this jar of pickled vegetables. If he really wants to eat them, there are plenty of pickled vegetables for sale outside. He would pay a high price for rotten ones, unless he has a problem with his brain.

When she heard that Lin Ting wanted to buy pickled vegetables, and offered double the price, the old lady who had arrogantly chased them out immediately changed her expression. She smiled happily and took Lin Ting's hand and walked into the yard, "Little girl, you didn't lie to me, did you? Do you really want to buy my pickled vegetables?"

"Grandma, why would I lie to you? I just smell it and want to buy some to try. If it tastes good, I'll come back another day to buy more."

"I just said that because I wanted to see what your pickles look like."

"Okay, okay, I'll go get you some bags right now. Little girl, let me tell you, my pickling skills are unmatched in this village. If I weren't so old, I'd open a shop just to sell my pickled vegetables."

"My neighbors have all tried my pickled vegetables before, and none of them said they weren't delicious. Little girl, just buy some and eat them with confidence. I guarantee that after you try it for the first time, you'll want to buy it again."

The old lady muttered to herself as she took a bowl, a spoon and a bag from the room. The spoon was specially used to scoop out pickled vegetables.

"Little girl, you should have seen the vegetable garden outside when you came here. That vegetable garden belongs to my family. We grow a lot of vegetables every year. If we can't eat them, I use them to make pickles. These vegetables are grown little by little by me and my old man. There is absolutely no pesticide used, so they are very healthy to eat."

As the old lady spoke, she stuffed the bowl into Lin Ting's hands and went to open the pickle jar.

When the plastic bag on the pickle jar was opened, a head with sunken eyes appeared in the pickle jar. The woman's head was floating in the pickle seasoning, and vegetables around her were soaked to the point of growing hair.

The old lady and the courier couldn't help but scream when they saw this scene, and the courier even ran to the side and vomited.

Although Lin Ting had seen corpses several times and was mentally prepared, it was the first time he saw a corpse in such a tragic state. He couldn't help but shudder and took two steps back. Although he had expected it, he was still shocked when he saw it.

Lin Ting reacted quickly and sent a message to Si Chen, and also sent his location.

Although the old woman was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, she couldn't help but slap the ground and curse, "That damned beast, he killed someone and hid in my jar. What hatred do I have against you? You are ruining me and my jar of pickles like this."

"How shameless!"

The old lady was cursing fiercely. Lin Ting now understood why the neighbors didn't come to tell the old lady even though there was a foul smell coming from the jar.

I'm afraid they already knew who the old lady was and were too lazy to argue with her, or some of them came to complain, but were scolded back by the old lady.

Because they were nearby, Si Chen, Wu Dachuan and others came over very quickly.