Abyss Express

[Part① Broken eyebrow scar]

"There are two broken eyebrow scars on the deceased's eyes, why?"

Hasben was wearing gloves and lightly brushed the browbones of the female corpse with his fingers.

"The scar is very narrow, it's fully healed, and there's this weird scar on both the left and right eyes - very special."

Before the operation, Hasben needs to collect more clues to verify the identity of this blood-sponsored monster.

"It's like earlier, the deceased's eyes were injured, and the eyes were cleanly cut open with a knife, and later the injury was cured with Mrs. Bai's products or panacea. Is it to hide the objects in the eyes? ?really weird."

Looking down the head, Husband almost stuck to the side of Jacqueline's face, flicked the wet hair on the side face, and checked the ears and brain.

"Her head is not traumatized. The cartilage and flesh of the pinna are gray-green in an environment of 16 degrees Celsius. The blood vessels are clearly visible, looking into the ear socket."

Husband held a small flashlight and shone it on Jacqueline's ears and eyes.

"This beautiful sister who is so beautiful is still dripping from her ears. Wait a minute"

At this very moment——

——something retracted from Jacqueline's ear canal, and suddenly disappeared.

Haspen wasn't sure. He didn't know whether it was the illusion of shadows caused by the flashlight's inspection of such a narrow and small organ, or the illusion of inspiration in the environment of strong light and high pressure.

Just now, in Jacqueline's ear canal, there was indeed such a thin and weak tentacle, like a wet and dark catfish whisker, without a suction cup, when the flashlight was shining on the ear canal, it didn't move, Husband mistakenly thought it was Bright light contrast in the ear canal. But when it moved, it was so fast and sudden.

"what the hell"

The young Ranger finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the area monitoring electronic eye, and the warden remained silent, motionless, without any indication.

Cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and the fear of unknown life surrounded him all of a sudden.

"The Warden"

He was frightened by such a small thing, and he couldn't move for a while, and his hands and feet began to stiffen with the sudden drop in temperature.

After the Guns N' Roses album finished playing side A, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, like a dead cemetery, not even the crows, birds and night insects could be heard.

At this moment, there was only the sound of drizzling water, and the inexplicable sound of wriggling in the corpse due to the temperature change.

"Warden, are you not going to take care of this?"

Husband said to the electronic eye.

"If that's what you mean, do nothing, don't care about anything, then I'll get on with my work?"

The young man immediately flipped the tape over and prepared for the actual operation.

As for what the warden is doing?

This has to start from the interrogation room of Big Sister University.

"G117! Please stop your jailbreak immediately!"

Xue Ming leaned against the side of the one-way mirror, staring at the interrogator in the mirror. When she heard the interrogator's roar, she didn't make any gestures, and leaned against the one-way mirror almost glaring and threatening.

"I don't know who you are, you didn't even show me your ID, you're going to put the crime of murder on my head - how many years will I stay here for all the charges I've received? How much is the fine Money? Just by your mouth? Can you decide my life?"

The interrogator was covered in cold sweat, and looked at the eldest sister who was close at hand: "Don't come here again!"

"There is no doubt, this is the 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 will definitely not be able to convict me."

The interrogator wanted to press the siren, and said in a panic: "Fuck you. Don't come here again!"

But in the next second, a cool wind blew in the stuffy interrogation room for felons.

The one-way mirror was crushed by Xue Ming's palm, the interrogator immediately straightened his legs, and the rollers of the swivel chair quickly retreated.

He pressed the yellow alert button fiercely in his hand, but he couldn't ring the emergency summons bell. He suddenly looked up at the broken window sill.

The female prisoner G117 held a handful of cables, as if she were tearing soft potato rice noodles, and the tough copper wires and rubber were torn off together.

They looked at each other without moving.

Xue Ming didn't enter the interrogator's territory through this window, and the interrogator was panting heavily, watching the man-eating tiger tearing off the fragile fig leaf, his whole body seemed to have been poured by a bucket of ice water, making eye contact It's always a heart-wrenching chill.

"Huhu.huh.huh." The little old man suddenly started laughing, and finally understood that tigers are also afraid of God's power. "You dare not come here, do you?"

Xue Ming has already looked at the structure of the entire room.

This window is the same as the gate, it is the domain of the warden, if you break into other people's space without authorization——

—like the half of her hair clutched in her hands.

The strands of hair protruded slightly forward, and together with the fragments of the one-way mirror, it was not known where it was sent.

Just now she didn't act rashly because of this terrifying space-type soul power, which can almost separate anything in the world.

When Xue Ming destroyed the one-way mirror, he didn't hear any noise when the mirror fell to the ground. This made her pay more attention.

If you leave the room rashly, your body will be cut in half. If the interval between the warden’s soul power activation is very short, and its cooling time is only a few tenths of a second, you may see sliced ​​human flesh scattered all over the prison. in front of the various doors.

This is the real [knock on heaven's door] - the power that can send people to heaven.

With the support of God, the interrogator immediately became arrogant.

"At this moment! I am in the realm of the gods! There is no way the evil devil can hurt me! Hee hee hee hee hee! I am in the garden of God! I am his hardest gardener!~"

He grinned grinningly, showing the power of the gods to G117, took 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! Show your femme heart! Stop trying to hide in that woman's body! You murderous demon!"

If this cup of coffee was spilled on Xue Ming's body, more than 700 milliliters of boiling water would scald the skin and cause blisters, and even blind the eyes.

Xue Ming didn't dodge, but just called out Fragrant Dream.

The moment the steel cat appeared——

——The supersonic airflow bursting from the gap in the armor produced a striking Mach ring. The dark muddy liquid was blown back by the strong shock wave in mid-air.

But these mist and dew drops fell into the window and disappeared immediately. It was as if an invisible hand had sent them elsewhere.

[Part②·I eat myself]

Under the protection of [Heaven's Gate], this miserable and hateful little old man has nothing to fear.

"Female prisoner G117! You still don't know how to repent! Are you going against me?"

"I just want to know." Jiang Xueming pointed to the room, pointing to the two wads of money on the table: "Where did these money come from? Why is there so much money on your table—during the interrogation of me and S272 , keep these two wads of money with you.”

Hearing G117's questioning, the interrogator's face immediately changed. He looked up at the surveillance camera in the interrogation room of the felon, and at some point—God's eyes had adjusted their angle and looked at the window.

The warden couldn't speak, but he must also be curious about what this subordinate who received two bribes was thinking.

"This is for God." The interrogator felt guilty, and immediately held the money bag tightly, "A gift for the warden. I will keep it for you. Me."

But within a few seconds, the little old man's mind finally brightened, and he immediately became vicious.

"I'm not going to answer your questions! Prisoners are not qualified to ask questions to the interrogator—G117! You are so brave!"

The eldest sister turned her head specially, and sneered mockingly at the eyes of God: "So it is like this?"

"What is this? Who are you talking to! Turn around and look at me! Look at me!" The interrogator became more and more guilty, so he had to shout orders, using a powerful voice to embolden his courage: "You can try ! The warden is still protecting me!"

The eldest sister shrugged indifferently, with a face full of helplessness, and said to the electronic eye.

"Yes! I really want to beat this guy up. I promise you, I will never beat him to death. This kind of request is not too much, right? I will take the two oil paper bags in his hand and send them to the service desk go"

The voice has not yet fallen——

"—Come and try! Try it if you have the guts!" The interrogator screamed in horror: "Come and beat me! The warden will cut you into human flesh sashimi!"

Xue Ming returned to the window sill and stretched out his hand towards the window.

At that moment, the interrogator's breathing became heavy and wild, and his eyes were bloodshot.

When the slender and fair nails touched the boundary line of the window sill, they suddenly disappeared, and the sound of trimming the nails could not be heard, and the cover of the middle finger was separated soundlessly.

The eldest sister froze in place, motionless.

"Hahahahaha! Stinky bitch." The interrogator laughed with a distorted face: "Do you think this kind of game is fun? Hahahahahaha! I stretched out my face and gave it to you!"

The little old man's head looked forward, as if provocative, to prove the power of God.

"If you dare to go one step further."

Before this sentence was finished——

——Big Sister's whole body went over the window sill.

"[Sweet Dream·Fragrant Fantasy]! Crush his teeth!"

The grumpy kitty grabs the interrogator's head like he's beating on the timpani!

The chaotic shadow of the fists withdrew their strength, and a tooth flew out with every punch!

Until the old chicken thief lost his eyesight, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the cartilage on the bridge of his nose sank into the position of the nasopharyngeal tube. When 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 snot and tears flowed all over the floor. Xue Ming grabbed his hair and smashed open another window with this guy's hard head.

Ah Xing was still roaring angrily, but was suddenly startled by the blood-red head coming out of the broken window.

The eldest sister took the rag doll and handed it out.

"It's this guy who wants to entrap us, S272—beat him up."

From beginning to end——

- The mighty and silent God who looks like he does nothing, looks like he does everything.

In the secret room, he scratched his head and rubbed his blood-red hair, which was the hair of the blood-givers in the Mad Butterfly Sect.

He thought over and over again, but it was difficult to come up with a reasonable answer.

"Could it be that Interrogator Mike really wants to be beaten?"

"Otherwise, why would he say such inexplicable things to this girl—[Come hit me? Stretch out your head to hit you]?"

"He messed me up so much"

At the same time, there are nearly 400 closed-circuit televisions in God's secret room.

God was not at all interested in the changes that had taken place in Husband Madison's coroner's room.

"And this kid, why did he tell me these things?"

"That's weird. It's obvious that he is doing the autopsy, so 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 messing me up! I have to guess everything!"

"Can you speak clearly! Explain clearly!"

Most of the pictures sent back by the more than 400 closed-circuit televisions have no audio. The human brain has a limit. If you have to listen to more than 400 audio sources at the same time, unless the warden is really God, anyone in the world will have no audio. Can't do it.

Right now, right now.

Husband Madison raised the scalpel.

He uncovered Jacqueline's clothes, cut the knife from the chest, enlarged the chest wound, and took out the lung lobes. There was no change in the body, and there was no sign of life.

This made him feel a little more at ease, thinking that these changes in hair color and eye color were a special skill used by the blood granting monsters to disguise themselves as humans.

"The sternum has been removed and the cause of death can be determined. I am cleaning out the broken bone and fluid."

Immediately afterwards, he swiftly took out the lungs and pulled out the heart.

"There are many shadows in the lungs."

Pricking with a scalpel is like puncturing a catfish's blister, from which a slime that looks like mud emerges.

"The lower lobes of her lungs contain many liquids of unknown composition, which are the same as the scent from the corpse, a sweet and greasy sea breeze smell."

After putting the heart back into the storage tray, Husband began to take the stomach.

Carefully avoiding the gallbladder, he is a masterful surgeon.

"She has a huge stomach and a pitifully short intestine. I've never seen such a beast."

Cut open the stomach tube, and dig out the food piled up in it, as well as the things mixed in the cilia of the stomach.

Husband's eyes widened, and finally began to tremble in fear, almost to the point of tears: "These are"

Despite being highly rotten, the food digested by gastric juice reveals its true appearance under successive rounds of selection.

"There are seventeen bone fragments. When they are pieced together, it can be seen that it is the right pelvis of a woman about twenty-seven years old."

"Champagne-colored hair, gastric juices can't digest human hair."

"And this thing."

Mr. Hasborne gritted his teeth—

——That is the [Tooth Fairy's room] where holes are artificially drilled for hiding small items.

He squeezed this tooth, opened Jacqueline's mouth again, and compared the similarity of the two teeth, they were exactly the same two molars.

Husband was almost going crazy, he couldn't help covering his chin and cheeks, his teeth were chattering, and he almost spoke the language of a madman that no one could understand, and the tape recording alone could not understand!

"Her! Prisoner J76! Did she eat herself?! But."

Immediately afterwards, he continued to rummage in the fat stomach, besides the soft human bones, there were more rotting human flesh.

"But this female corpse in front of me! What is it!"