[Part 1·Broken eyebrow scar]
"There are two eyebrow scars on the deceased's eyes. Why?"
Hasband wore gloves and lightly brushed the brow bone of the female corpse with his fingers.
"The scar is very narrow and has completely healed, and there are these weird scars on both eyes - very special."
Before operating, Hasband needs to collect more clues to identify the blood-giving monster.
"It's as if the deceased's eyes were injured earlier, and he cut the eyes cleanly with a knife. Later, the injury was cured with Lady White products or panacea. Is it to hide objects in the eyes? ?really weird..."
Continuing to search along the head, Haspen almost pressed against the side of Jacqueline's face, brushing away the wet hair on the side of the face, and checking the ears and brain.
"There is no trauma to her head. The cartilage and flesh of the auricle appear gray-green in an environment of 16 degrees Celsius. The blood vessels are clearly visible. Looking into the ear socket..."
Hasband held a small flashlight and shined it into Jacqueline's ears.
"This good sister who is so beautiful is still leaking water from her ears...wait a minute..."
At this moment——
——Something retracted from Jacqueline's ear canal and disappeared all of a sudden.
Hasband wasn't sure. He didn't know whether it was a shadow illusion caused by looking at such a narrow and small organ with a flashlight, or an inspired vision produced in an environment with strong light and high pressure.
Just now, there was indeed such a thin and weak tentacle in Jacqueline's ear canal, like a moist and dark catfish tentacle, without a suction cup. When the flashlight was shined on the ear canal, it did not move. Hasben mistakenly thought that this was High light imaging in the ear canal. But when it moved, it was so quick and sudden.
"What the hell..."
The young Ranger finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the regional surveillance electronic eye. The warden remained silent, motionless, and showed no sign.
Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and the fear of unknown life suddenly surrounded him.
"Warden..."
He was frightened by such a small thing and could not move for a while, and his hands and feet began to stiffen due to the sudden drop in temperature.
After playing side A of the Guns N' Roses album, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, like a dead cemetery, and not even the cries of crows, birds, and night insects could be heard.
At this moment, there was only the sound of gurgling water and the inexplicable squirming sound of the body due to temperature changes.
"Warden, you are not going to take care of this matter?"
Hasbun said towards the electronic eye.
"If this is what you mean, do nothing, don't care about anything, then I will continue working?"
The young man immediately turned over the tape and prepared to go under the knife.
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As for what the warden is doing?
This has to start from the interrogation room of the eldest sister.
"G117! Please stop your jailbreak immediately!"
Xueming leaned against the one-way mirror, staring at the interrogator in the mirror. When she heard the interrogator's roar, she didn't make any sign, and leaned against the one-way mirror with an almost threatening glare.
"I don't know who you are, you haven't even shown me your ID, and you're going to put the crime of murder on my head - all the charges I've been charged with, how many years will I stay here? How much is the fine? Money? Can you decide my life just by your words?"
The interrogator was covered in cold sweat and looked at the eldest sister who was close to Chi Chi: "Don't come here again!"
"Beyond suspicion, this is an iron law in the trial process." Jiang Xueming slapped the one-way mirror, and the fragile glass immediately showed cracks: "If there is no evidence, you definitely can't convict me."
The interrogator wanted to press the alarm and said in a panic: "You... don't come here again!"
But the next second, a cool breeze blew in the stuffy felon interrogation room.
The one-way mirror was pushed to pieces by Xueming's palm. The interrogator immediately straightened his legs, and the wheels of the rotating chair quickly retreated.
He pressed the yellow warning button in his hand, but he couldn't ring the emergency summons bell. Suddenly he looked up at the broken window sill.
Female prisoner G117 held a handful of cables, like tearing off soft potato rice noodles, and tore off the tough copper wires and rubber together.
They stared at each other, motionless.
Xueming did not cross the window and enter the interrogator's territory. The interrogator was gasping for air. When he watched the man-eating tiger tearing apart this fragile fig leaf, he felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his body. He made eye contact. There is always a chill in my heart.
"Huh...huh...huh...hum hum..." The little old man suddenly began to laugh, finally understanding that the tiger was also afraid of the power of God, "You don't dare to come over, right?"
Xueming has already seen the structure of the entire room.
This window, like the door, is the warden's domain. If you intrude into other people's space without authorization——
——Like the half of hair she held in her hand.
The hair stretched forward slightly and was sent to an unknown location along with the fragments of the one-way mirror.
She didn't act rashly just now because of this terrifying space soul power, which can separate almost anything in the world.
When Xueming destroyed the one-way mirror, he didn't hear any noise when the lens fell to the ground. This made her more cautious.
If you leave the room rashly, you will be considered lucky if your body is cut in half. If the interval between activation of the warden's soul power is very short and its cooling time is only a few tenths of a second, you may see slices of human flesh scattered around this prison. in front of each door.
This is serious [knocking on the door of heaven] - the power that can send people to heaven.
With God's backing, the interrogator immediately became arrogant.
"At this moment! I am in the territory of God! The evil devil can never hurt me at all! Hehehehehe! I am in God's garden! I am his most diligent gardener!~"
He smiled ferociously, showing the power of the gods to G117, taking a cup of scalding hot drink from the coffee machine, and splashed the nearly 100-degree Celsius liquid on the prisoner's face.
"I want to use this holy water! I want to reveal your snake-like heart! Stop trying to hide in that woman's body! You murderous demon!"
If this cup of coffee were spilled on Xueming, more than 700 milliliters of boiling water would cause blisters on her skin and blind her eyes.
Xueming didn't evade, she just shouted out the fragrant dream.
The moment the Iron Cat appeared——
——The supersonic airflow bursting out from the gap in the armor produced a striking Mach ring. The dark mud liquid was blown back by the strong shock wave in mid-air.
But these water mist and dew droplets rushed into the window and disappeared immediately. It was as if an invisible hand sent them elsewhere.
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[part2·I eat myself]
Under the protection of [Heaven's Gate], this annoying little old man is confident.
"Female prisoner G117! You still don't repent! Do you want to go against me?"
"I just want to know..." Jiang Xueming pointed to the room and the two piles of money on the table: "Where did this money come from? Why is there so much money on your table - you are interrogating me and s272 During the process, you must keep these two wads of money with you.”
Upon hearing G117's question, the interrogator's expression immediately changed. He raised his head and looked at the surveillance camera in the felon interrogation room. At some point, God's eyes had adjusted their angle and were shining towards the window.
The warden couldn't speak, but he would definitely be curious about what this subordinate who had received two bribes was thinking.
"This is dedicated to God..." The interrogator felt guilty and hugged the money bag tightly. "This is a gift dedicated to the warden... I will keep it for you... I..."
In just a few seconds, the little old man's mind finally came to his senses, and he immediately became ferocious.
"I won't answer your question! Prisoners are not qualified to ask questions to interrogators - g117! You are so brave!"
The eldest sister specifically turned around and sneered mockingly at the Eye of God: "So that's it?"
"What is this? Who are you talking to! Look back at me! Look at me!" The interrogator became more and more guilty. He had to shout loudly and use his powerful voice to embolden him: "You can try it !The warden is still protecting me!"
The eldest sister shrugged helplessly, and said to Electronic Eyes with a helpless face.
"Yes! I really want to beat this guy up. I promise you, I will never beat him to death. This is not too much to ask, right? I will take away the two oil paper bags in his hand and send them to the service desk. go..."
The words have not yet fallen——
"——Come and try! If you have the guts, try it!" The interrogator screamed: "Come and beat me! The warden will cut you into human flesh and sashimi!"
Xueming returned to the window sill and stretched out her hand towards the window.
At that moment, the interrogator's breathing became heavy and wild, and his eyes were bloodshot.
When the slender white nails touched the edge of the window sill, they suddenly disappeared. Not even the scratching sound of nail trimming could be heard, and the cover of the middle finger was silently separated.
The eldest sister froze in place, motionless.
"Hahahahahaha! Bitch..." The interrogator laughed with a distorted face: "You think this kind of game is fun? Hahahahaha! I'll stick my face over and let you beat me!"
The little old man's head looked forward, as if provoking, to prove the power of God.
"If you dare to go too far..."
Before I could finish this sentence——
——The eldest sister’s whole body crossed the window sill.
"[sweet dream·Fragrant Dream]! Crush his teeth!"
The irritable little cat grabbed the interrogator's head and seemed to be beating a timpani!
The chaotic fist shadows reduced their strength, and with every punch, a tooth flew out!
Until the old chicken thief lost his sight, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the cartilage of the bridge of his nose sank into the position of the nasopharyngeal tube. After thirty-two punches, he stood frozen on the spot, hugging the two bags of money tightly, and still refused. He fell down, a shrill scream came from his throat, and his tongue was broken.
The eldest sister looked at this guy indifferently.
"I've never heard such a strange request."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." The little old man's nose and tears flowed all over the floor. Xueming grabbed his hair and used his hard head to smash open another window.
Ah Xing was still roaring angrily when he was suddenly startled by the blood-red head that came out of the broken window.
The eldest sister held up the rag doll and handed it out.
"This is the guy who wants to harm us, s272 - beat him up."
From beginning to end——
——The powerful and silent God seems to do nothing and appears to have done everything.
He scratched his head in the secret room and rubbed his blood-red hair, which was the hair of those who gave blood in the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
He thought about it repeatedly, but it was difficult to come up with a reasonable answer.
"Does Interrogator Mike really want to be beaten?"
"Otherwise, why would he say these incomprehensible words to this girl - [Come and hit me? Stick your head out and hit you]?"
"He made me so confused..."
At the same time, there are nearly four hundred closed-circuit televisions in God’s secret chamber.
God had no interest in what happened in Hasburn Madison's autopsy room.
"And this kid, why is he telling me these things?"
"It's really strange... He is obviously doing the autopsy, what does it have to do with me?"
"Does he want me to call the guards to accompany him? Is he scared?"
"These Riddlers are making me so confused! I have to guess everything!"
"Can you please speak clearly! Explain clearly!"
Most of the images transmitted back by more than 400 closed-circuit televisions have no audio. The human brain has its limits. To listen to more than 400 sound sources at the same time, unless the warden is really God, no one in the world can Can't do this.
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Right now, right now.
Hasband Madison raised the scalpel.
He took off Jacqueline's clothes, cut the knife from the chest, expanded the wound in the chest, and took out the lungs. The body showed no change and showed no signs of coming back to life.
This made him feel at ease a little, thinking that these changes in hair color and childlike color were special techniques used by the blood-giving monster to disguise itself as a human.
"The sternum has been removed and the cause of death can be determined. I am cleaning out the bone fragments and fluid accumulation."
Then he quickly took out the lungs and took out the heart.
"There were a lot of shadows on the lungs."
Pricking with a scalpel is like piercing a catfish's bubble, and mud-like mucus emerges from it.
"There was a lot of fluid of unknown composition in the lower lobes of her lungs. It had the same smell as the corpse, a sweet sea breeze smell."
Putting the heart back into the storage tray first, Hasband began to remove the stomach.
Carefully avoiding the gallbladder, his technique was superb and he was an excellent surgeon.
"She has a huge stomach and a pitifully short intestine. I have never seen such a beast..."
Cut open the gastric tube and dig out the food accumulated in it and the things contained in the cilia of the stomach.
Hasben's eyes widened, and he finally began to tremble in fear, almost to the point of crying: "These are..."
Although highly decomposed, the food digested by gastric juice reveals its true appearance under rounds of picking.
"There are seventeen bone fragments. After being put together completely, it can be seen that it is the right pelvis of a woman aged about twenty-seven years old..."
"Champagne-colored hair, gastric juices can't digest human hair."
"And this thing..."
Mr. Hasborne held a tooth——
——That is the [Tooth Fairy Room] with artificial holes for hiding small items.
He held the tooth, opened Jacqueline's mouth again, and compared the similarity between the two teeth. They were two identical molars.
Hasband was almost going crazy. He couldn't help but cover his chin and cheeks, his teeth chattered, and he almost spoke the language of a madman that no one could understand. It was impossible to understand just by relying on the tape recording!
"She! Prisoner j76! Did she eat herself?! But..."
Then he continued to rummage in the fat stomach bag, and in addition to the soft human bones, there was also more rotten human flesh.
"But this female corpse in front of me! What is it!"
