Chapter 595: Serial Killer, the Skinner

He was lying on the bed.

He had a layer of sticky cold sweat on his body.

And a frowning stench.

This was the smell of corruption emanating from his body.

His condition was even worse today.

Pus and blood kept flowing out of his throat.

However, this disease just kept hanging on to his life. Although he was tortured by the disease in every way, the disease did not take his life.

And Xia Bo did not have the courage to die.

He was still hoping that the curse would disappear.

Perhaps, after he had just experienced some torture and suffered a lot, the symptoms of these diseases would disappear?

Just like those people who were also infected with the disease.

Xia Bo knew that he was actually different from those people.

But he still had a fluke mentality, in the final analysis, he was just afraid of death.

Two sheriffs were guarding outside the door.

They looked inside the door and saw his appearance, and they couldn't bear to look closely.

Because Xia Bo now had a festering disease, his skin cracked, and black pus and blood kept oozing out of the festering.

I'm afraid Xia Bo is in pain and itching now.

In addition, they did not continue to give him medication, so the pain can be imagined.

But who made this person related to that incident?

Eagle Country lost a large amount of compensation, and this hole has not been filled.

Those houses were damaged, and there were injured people, and they had to spend a lot of money to compensate.

Xia Bo did not have much savings. Even if he sold his house, how much money could he get?

The officials were also worried!

As for Xia Bo's treatment, of course, they were as perfunctory as possible.

The two yawned and looked at each other.

"Let's go, let's drink something to wake up?"

"Anyway, he can't move like this now."

The two were about to leave.

But suddenly they smelled a very pungent smell coming from the depths of the corridor.

Then they rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.

A tall figure walked over from the depths of the corridor.

He came to Xia Bo's ward, held the door handle, opened the door and walked in.

Xia Bo was tortured by pain and couldn't fall asleep. When he heard the door open, he opened his eyes and looked outside.

Then, he saw a tall and strong man who looked like a giant bear walking into his ward.

With that came the strong smell of blood on the man.

Xia Bo met a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.

A shudder rose from his spine.

"Help!"

He trembled his eyes uneasily, raised his hand hard, and wanted to press the call bell on the bedside.

However, before he raised his hand a few centimeters.

The man took out an iron hook, hooked it into Xia Bo's body, and dragged him from the bed to the ground.

...

The two sheriffs woke up in a daze and got up from the ground.

"Hiss, what happened to me?"

"Oh my ass and my head."

"Why did we fall asleep here?"

"When I fainted, I seemed to see someone walking over?"

The two suddenly remembered something and rushed into the ward.

However, when they opened the door of the ward, a pungent smell of blood made their faces pale.

And when they saw the scene in the ward, the two finally couldn't help but rush out and vomit.

"Ugh!"

"Quickly notify the higher-ups!"

"Something happened here."

Soon, several police cars came downstairs and surrounded the place.

Many sheriffs rushed up.

There were also some forensic doctors inside.

The tragic scene made everyone who entered frown.

The forensic doctor put on a mask and gloves, and he checked a pile of meat on the ground.

There was a body lying on the ground, which had been skinned, leaving only bones and bloody flesh.

"The technique is very clean and neat."

"It's very clean."

"This technique doesn't seem to be practiced a few times. The person who did it must be a habitual offender."

"And there is no biological sample left by the other party around, fingerprints, hair, shoe prints, etc., not a single one is left."

The sheriff looked solemn: "Do you think this is a serial murder case? At least someone has died at the hands of this suspect before?"

"No, I just guessed that this person is a veteran."

From a novice to a veteran, there must be a process of proficiency, and human skin is different from other animals. How many personal experiments are needed to peel the skin of an adult man so skillfully.

Thinking about it, the sheriff present couldn't help but feel numb.

"But there have been no similar crime scenes and victims in recent years."

This suspected serial killer threw the skinned people at the crime scene without covering it up.

If this happened before, they would not have been unaware.

Result

Some police chiefs said awkwardly: "There are quite a lot of missing people recently, and aren't there more and more strange things? Our police force is used to maintain order."

"For those who have disappeared, there is really no more manpower to search for them."

They all assumed that missing means death.

Unless the missing person is powerful, they will just deal with it casually.

The forensic doctor continued to perform the autopsy, and the more he tested, the more confused he became.

"Strange."

"This is impossible."

"How could this happen?"

The sheriffs were puzzled and curious.

"What happened?"

Forensic doctor: "I suspect that this is not a crime committed by an ordinary person. The skin was peeled off too cleanly. More importantly, the flesh and blood tissue underneath was not damaged at all."

"It can be seen that the deceased was skinned while alive. It was estimated that it took a long time before he died of pain."

Sheriff: "Is it an abnormal incident?"

"Then we can't solve this matter. We must report it to the Investigation Bureau."

When the skin peeler walked out of the hospital, he was already targeted by Tan Zhi and others.

Tan Zhi is now driving a car, following behind it.

"Do you think it will really lead us to find the copy?"

Slack: "You have asked this question twenty times."

Tan Zhi: "I am afraid of delaying the precious time of the cadres."

The skin peeler walked very fast in the dark.

It disappeared in the night in a short while, and it left in the direction of the city.

Tan Zhi stepped on the accelerator.

Relying on his superb reaction ability and excellent eyesight, he started racing in the dark.

A few dozen minutes later.

They drove out of the city.

This was a forest, and there was no road, so they could only pull over.

"Do you think we can still encounter the dungeon if we don't go in?"

"If we can't, doesn't that mean that what's written in the diary won't happen?"

Tanzhi was still there studying how to get the diary bug.

An iron hook hit him in the face.