Chapter 1925 U Transcendence Event (XVI)

Bei Bat looked at the bloody scene in front of him with a little shock. In fact, such scenes are rare in Gotham, because the young man named Dick was almost evenly distributed in the forest in front of him. He was torn into pieces.

Let alone the soft skin and internal organs, human bones are quite difficult to deal with. It is difficult to break bones so much without professional tools. Could it be that this murderer also brought a wood chipper with him?

Bei Bat slowly narrowed his eyes. He thought carefully and felt something was wrong.

The body was severely damaged, so it was impossible to determine the specific time of death, but judging from the coagulation of blood, the body fragments should have been scattered here for no more than two hours.

But there is a problem. People will die when they are killed, and they will definitely scream before they die. Even if the suspect killed Dick first and then broke him into pieces, Dick would definitely resist and run away when he killed him. Even if he couldn't run away, he would shout for help because he knew the camp was close.

But Bat did not hear any screams, which means that the young man who was killed did not die after Bat returned to the camp. His death time may have coincided with the time when Bat left the camp to explore the creek.

But there is another problem. The camp was not completely empty during the time when Dick was killed. Not to mention the couple who ran to the other side of the camp for unknown reasons, didn't Dr. Schiller hear the call for help in the camp?

Bat turned to look at Schiller, and Schiller obviously understood what he meant. He shook his head slowly and said, "No, I didn't hear any sound, not even the sound of fighting."

Bat immediately frowned, which meant there might be two situations. The first is that the killer is so strong that he can kill with one blow, beheading the opponent directly, leaving the opponent without even the chance to make a sound. The second is that the killer used drugs or something like that, kidnapped Dick to another place and brutally killed him.

"The second possibility is higher." Batman suddenly said.

Bat was stunned. Did their minds communicate? This should be another self who is exactly the same as what he speculated, after all, they are both Batman.

The amazing thing is that the female agent named Natasha and Dr. Schiller seemed to understand what Batman meant and knew what the second possibility he said was. Natasha took the initiative to propose it.

"You returned to the camp earlier, which means that the murderer did not have much time to do it and throw the body. If he chose to kidnap, it means that his base would not be far away from here, otherwise he would not have time to walk back and forth."

"Why did he throw the body back to this place, and make it so..." Schiller put his hand under his nose, seeming to be a little disgusted with the bloody smell. He shook his head and said, "He could just flush the body away with the water."

"Don't forget, doctor, this is not a murder case that happened in a civilized society." Batman walked up and picked up a piece of uniform fragments, pinching the edge of the fragments hard, his voice became deeper, and he said, "The murderer is not going to destroy the body and escape legal sanctions, but to use all means to make us angry and afraid. He is here to torture us."

"I think we should move forward." Na Tasha looked into the distance and said, "While it's still light, maybe we can find the killer's home in this direction. I guess it will be a fairly obvious hunter's cabin."

Both Batmen nodded and agreed to this statement, but at this time the main universe Batman said, "We also need someone to stay in the camp to protect our survival supplies and fire, so who will stay?"

After a little thought, Schiller said, "It's not safe to stay alone. With our physical strength weakened, I'm afraid we don't have the ability to face the killer alone. It's better to cooperate with two people."

Bebat also began to think. In fact, it is difficult to say which is more dangerous, staying in the camp or going out to explore, because the killer may be in the camp, or he may use Dick's body as bait to lure them over and then raid the camp and plunder their fire, so as to put them at a disadvantage at night.

"How about this, the three of you have relatively strong reconnaissance capabilities, and I can go back to prepare food, and you can choose one person to stay." Schiller took the initiative to stand up and say.

"Then I'll stay." Natasha sighed softly and said, "I'm an agent, not a detective. You guys are better at finding clues."

"Although I'm a little superstitious, I believe in my intuition." Natasha turned her head and looked ahead and said, "The killer is probably not in his base now. This is a great opportunity to collect clues and find his weaknesses. It's better to find two efficient people to avoid wasting precious opportunities."

What she said was reasonable. If they could really break into the killer's empty door now, they would have to go with two Batmen, because in addition to finding clues, they might also be able to do some damage, which requires both the brains of a detective and strong physical strength. No combination can compare to two Batmen.

The two Batmen looked at each other and finally nodded. They turned and walked towards the depths of the woods.

After they left, Schiller and Natasha smiled at each other and turned back to the camp.

The two Batmen walked one after the other, one paying attention to the left and the other to the right in tacit understanding. They walked forward without finding any footprints until they saw the shadow of a building in the gap of the dense forest.

They immediately lowered their bodies and hid behind a thick bush, observing the situation in the cabin.

The house didn't look big, with only one floor. It was a very typical wooden house in the forest, but it had a relatively empty yard. From this angle, you couldn't see what was in the yard, but you could just see a window in the house.

The window could almost see the whole scene in the house, but there were indeed some places in the corner that could not be seen, but Batman stared at the front with a burning gaze and said in a low voice: "He's not here, I think we can go in."

After that, he moved his feet lightly and walked forward quickly, followed by Batman, and the two came to the bottom of the wall behind the wooden house one after the other.

Bei Bat pulled off his mask and removed his conspicuous bat ears before looking inside. The house was indeed empty, with no signs of human presence.

They went around the front yard and found a small logging camp, but it was not surprising. Living in such a jungle, the most important thing was to keep warm.

Anyone who had used a fireplace knew how bad wood was at burning. It was possible that a spacious warehouse full of firewood would barely last for a winter, so in autumn, they had to go out to chop wood almost every day, and then split and store the firewood.

Bei Bat looked around with his hands down, as if he was looking for something. Suddenly, he paused and walked to the other side of the cabin. He lifted the black waterproof cloth and saw that it was indeed a wood chipper covered with blood foam.

Seeing the bone fragments inside, Bei Bat sighed. He completely tore off the waterproof cloth and began to look around for possible clues.

He saw Batman walking towards the house, but soon turned back and stood at the door and said to Batman: "You should come and see this."

Batman put down the waterproof cloth in his hand and walked into the house with Batman one after the other. It was indeed a typical hunter's cabin. There was a deer head hanging above the fireplace opposite the door, and there were animal skin carpets and two sofas in front of the fireplace.

The dining room and kitchen were two-in-one, with the island on the right and the door to the bedroom on the left. There was a bed after walking in, and the pillows and quilts were also made of animal skins. From the corner of the bed exposed under the sheets, it should be a handmade wooden bed.

Batman walked to the fireplace and took a look and said: "These are all new firewood. The other party should have left not long ago."

Walking out of the door on the side of the kitchen, you came to the tool room and warehouse. The wood chipper was placed outside the warehouse window, and the warehouse was full of hunting tools.

Including tripwires, ropes, carts, various traps, and a lot of shotgun bullets, but unfortunately there were no hot weapons. There were two very good axes.

Bat picked up one of them and weighed it in his hand, then frowned slightly. He turned back and looked through the two doors at the bed in the bedroom, thinking.

Batman stopped in front of a hanging board, on which hung a bait-triggered trap, the kind that is common in cartoons, with a piece of cheese in the middle and snapped shut.

Bat also came over. He found that there were four nails on the hanging board. It should have four traps, but now there are only three left. Judging from the dust accumulation, the last trap should have been taken away just now.

Then they found that there was a bundle of wire missing from the box where the tripwire was placed, and the springs and parts also showed signs of being turned over.

"He probably made a pressure trap himself," Batman guessed, "Using the pressure of people tripping to launch something, the most likely thing is a metal spike, or a pointed wooden stick he cut himself."

"A typical horror movie plot," Batman concluded.

Suddenly, Batman seemed to realize something, and he said, "Wait, isn't it also the most typical horror movie plot that we split into two groups? Isn't this giving the killer a chance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint shout of killing in the distance, and the two Batmen immediately rushed out the door and rushed back without stopping.

The sound of a gunshot immediately made the atmosphere tense to the extreme. The two Batmen could no longer be stingy with their physical strength and rushed back to the camp at the fastest speed.

There was a faint smell of blood in the wind, indicating that no one was seriously injured, but they saw Schiller bandaging Natasha with a strip of cloth torn from the bat cloak.

There was an obvious grazed wound on Natasha's upper arm, but it was not bleeding because of the burn. Schiller was helping her wipe the edge of the wound and peel off the charred skin tissue.

"What happened? Did you see him?" Bei Bat asked anxiously.

Schiller shook his head and said, "Natasha hit a pheasant with a stone. I planned to cook it and make soup, but it would be a waste to use bottled purified water, so she planned to go to the stream to get some water."

"Then I saw his figure behind the bushes." Natasha sighed, then gasped in pain and said, "He was holding a gun in his hand, a long wooden stick on his back, and something hanging on his waist. I guess it was a trap."

"He found me first, and I immediately hid behind a tree, but I didn't expect him to shoot directly. Fortunately, his shooting was not very accurate, and the bullet flew past my arm."

"Did you see him clearly?"

"I was in a bad light position, so I didn't see it clearly, but this guy is very tall, I'm afraid he is very strong, and very alert."