Chapter 115 Dead Person?

"Are we here?" Hannibal's voice came from behind Ziliang.

Ziliang didn't speak. He just looked at the countdown on the page and remained silent.

"What's wrong?"

Ziliang shook his head: "I don't know, the compass gave a countdown at the first time. This is very strange. Usually it should match the world for a period of time before giving clues."

"Countdown? What kind of countdown?" At this time, Harley Quinn came over and asked immediately.

"The compass has no prompts." Ziliang responded: "But what makes it respond so quickly is usually a big event."

"For example?"

"Earthquakes, wars, volcanic eruptions, asteroids hitting the earth, continental shelves rupture, nuclear explosions, the earth being punched through, the solar system being blown to pieces, etc. Anyway, these are the things we will definitely die here if we don't speed up. Things." Ziliang said casually.

"Well, that's really good news. In other words, we have successfully arrived in a city that will be destroyed without us taking any action, right?" Quinn said, leaning on the door frame.

Ziliang put the compass back into his pocket: "That's pretty much it. No matter what, we can't wait for the compass to slowly scan this plane this time. We have to find what I'm looking for quickly."

"What are you looking for?"

"How do I know? I just know that there is something here that can bring alive the old man lying in the morgue downstairs."

"This" Hannibal seemed a little confused: "In other words, you don't know much about this plane, right?"

"Of course I don't. Do you know how many planes there are in this world? If I could remember them all, why would I need a compass?" Zi Liang said with his eyes closed, "But don't worry too much, this city doesn't look like it. People in such a big or small city should be very hospitable, so just ask any residents and you should be able to find clues quickly."

"How do you know this city is not big?" Quinn lowered his head and said, then looked at the small building next to him that was still glowing with fire: "And I think the residents here are a little too enthusiastic. "

Ziliang ignored Quinn's words: "Whatever, anyway, let's find someone to ask first."

With that said, he scratched his disheveled hair and walked into the rain

The night in Raccoon City is much quieter than expected. The late night wind blows directly through the dim streets, and you can feel the obvious coldness when it hits your face. Ziliang and the other three people are walking on the street, except for the sound of raindrops. Apart from that, it is difficult to hear other sounds.

"There's something wrong with this place." Quinn finally couldn't help it and said it out.

In fact, for the first few blocks, she was only slightly surprised. But now that they had walked three blocks, this slight surprise had long since turned into intense doubts.

The three of them had just walked through a bus stop. There was a simple map posted on the platform. According to the minds of these three people, they could memorize it just by looking at it. So at this moment, everyone is sure that this "Raccoon City" is indeed a small city... But Xiao Guixiao, walking for so long without seeing a single person, is a bit unreasonable.

For example, the street in front of you is called Beppe Street. It is a very spacious street leading to the city center. The buildings nearby are very complete. There are many coffee shops and popular restaurants on both sides, as well as several specialized restaurants. Cinema showing horror films and adult comedies. According to Harley Quinn's understanding, this should be considered a very popular place among the young people in Raccoon City.

But now, almost all the shops and restaurants on this street have no lights on - although a few shops are still on, there is no one inside. There were many vehicles parked on both sides of the road, but none of them were started, not even the young people who were shaking their cars.

"Well, maybe there was some kind of celebration event held here, which was free spaghetti tasting, or a beer festival or something like that, so everyone went to participate." Ziliang kept looking around and muttered with a straight face. With.

"It was really a grand festival. They were so happy that they even lit up the house." Quinn said, "And didn't you smell it? There always seems to be an unpleasant stench on this street."

No one spoke, and there was a faint uneasiness in this deserted environment.

At this time, the three of them passed an alley.

Because Quinn was walking on the inside of the street, she subconsciously glanced into the alley, and then stopped.

"What's wrong?" Ziliang and Hannibal stepped back in confusion, then looked into the alley.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was stunned.

The alley is very narrow, but there is still a street light that flickers on and off. Under the light and shadow, there was a large group of dark shadows gathered in a circle, which looked like a huge vortex made of leaves. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a group of crows. Although the crows were so close, they couldn't hear their cries, only the faint sound of flapping wings. They gather together as if they are enjoying something.

It's a corpse.

Moreover, it was a human corpse, which was certainly unmistakable to the three of them.

Although the deceased was lying face down, it could still be seen that it was a woman - judging from the blood-stained shirt on her body, she was not a college student who drank too much beer and took a nap in the middle of the road.

In the cold air, the stench became clearer.

"Well, the security conditions in this city don't seem to be much better than where I lived before." Quinn couldn't help but muttered.

Ziliang frowned and slowly walked towards the corpse. The group of crows didn't seem to care about anyone approaching, and continued to frantically eat their dinner. It wasn't until Ziliang came to a very close distance that they finally reluctantly flapped their wings a few times and flew away.

Ziliang leaned down and looked at the corpse carefully.

The over-the-knee jeans and flat shoes made of chinos were still intact. Although the blood-stained shirt covered the body, there seemed to be more than a dozen wounds-the wet clothes had split open, and the bloody muscles underneath could be seen.

Ziliang held his breath and reached out to touch the exposed arm of the corpse. The cold and slippery touch suddenly spread to the whole body through the fingers. This stiffness obviously meant that he had been dead for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Ziliang used force to turn the corpse over. The sight in front of him made him raise his eyebrows again.

The shirt of the corpse was torn open, exposing the chest. The sternum with some pieces of meat remaining was bright red. The ribs that made up the woman's moving curves were mixed with the torn internal organs. It was like being thrown to the ground forcefully, and then... being bitten crazily.

The bite marks were definitely not caused by crows, because with their beaks, no matter how long it took, they could not produce such results.

Then Hannibal came over.

"A corpse?" he asked calmly.

Ziliang shrugged his shoulders: "Obviously, and it's still a corpse that has been bitten by something."

Under the flickering light, Hannibal's gaze slightly passed over the wounds on the body.

"This tooth mark is from a human being." He said lightly.