Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1077 - 1048: Bloody Flesh Chunk

"I thought you were going to stand me up today!" Shaking off the wet strands of hair, Yelu Shou only felt the tension of watching the movement behind him through the rearview mirror.

"Edmund is dead! The body was never found, I suspect it melted on the spot." Rochester’s efficiency was high, and three reports were already in his inbox before he clocked out. However, the contents of these reports did not provide much information. Each of the three householders seemed to be ordinary honest folks. This made it difficult to understand why the old gentleman lied unless the killer rebuilt the wall at the crime scene. This possibility was unlikely.

"For a body to melt without external substances, only Dragon Soul has such a liquid. You’ve seen the concentration of that liquid, and if it were used, there is no way you wouldn’t smell it." Yelu Shou didn’t want to discourage Xiao Lin but he had to state the facts!

"If it’s a new product from Dragon Soul research, then it’s hard to say!" Driving around the Days Street, this was Gambino’s territory, and the new Clan Leader was still a child. Most decisions were made from Nicholas at the top; essentially, the decision-making power of both families was in the hands of the current Godfather. "The person you were tracking entered one of the bars where the four attacks happened. I have a feeling something’s going to happen tonight."

In this fitting setting, Yelu Shou shrugged his shoulders and suddenly grabbed Xiao Lin’s arm. "Pull over!" Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Yelu Shou had already dashed out the door, leaving Xiao Lin with no choice but to pull over and light a cigarette.

The rain came suddenly, the raindrops brushing against the glass, and in an instant, the shadow of Shou was gone. Seventy-two hours had passed since the bar attack, and the adversary had not acted again, something that took Xiao Lin by surprise. The chance to cause terror or carry out a premeditated plan had been missed, with no follow-up nor harm done to anyone alive. A halfway done plan like this didn’t seem to stem from Fourth Master’s handiwork. Had he been wrong?

Just as he came to this thought, a short cry for help sounded from the alley. Xiao Lin hesitated; a rainy night like this was not suitable for acting alone.

The dark alley is called dark because most of it lies in the shadows. Due to the principles of optics, even the transparent brightness is obscured by the buildings, making it appear extremely dark, but this doesn’t mean there is no light, only that the brightness does not reach the level of light.

A faint plea for help came from the depths of the alley, with a hissing sound of something being dragged on the ground accompanying it, making Xiao Lin’s premonition more precise, hence he started running. With his extraordinary eyesight, he identified a shadow crawling on the ground about three or four meters ahead, the painful sound coming from this shadow.

"Hey!" At about a meter’s distance, Xiao Lin stopped and shouted at the shadow. "What happened?"

All that answered him was a low moan. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky as if deliberately giving Xiao Lin some light. He saw a ball-like shape slowly writhing on the ground, its grotesque form like a person who had lost their limbs, left only with a torso crawling, and the head beneath it was a mess of blood and flesh; it was unimaginable what had happened to this person.

Xiao Lin immediately notified 119, and the police arrived in the alley in about five minutes, bringing light to its dark environment and with them came the sound of vomiting. Only then did Xiao Lin see clearly what this bizarre thing was!

Can this still be called a person? That’s likely the question everyone on the scene wanted to ask. A body left with just a torso and a face without features, the severed limbs lying still behind it, and detached facial features scattered alone.

"Oh!" Another wave of vomiting sounded as Rochester’s stomach began to convulse uncontrollably. "Officer, officer, was it you who reported the case?"

"Yes!" Xiao Lin might be the only person still standing, even though his stomach was trembling and convulsing, he managed to hold it together.

"Then I’ll need to take your statement."

"Hold on!" Xiao Lin walked over to the moving ’flesh ball,’ surprising everyone by squatting down beside it. "Wang Zhantian?"

The severed ears had lost their hearing, yet for some reason, the creature reacted to those three words. Xiao Lin stood up and walked back to Rochester. "This is the person I’m looking for, his name is Wang Zhantian."

Rochester continued to write in his notebook, throwing a shocked glance over at Xiao Lin. "Who would have such a grudge against him, tsk tsk tsk! Officer, do we need to call an ambulance?"

This question was hard for Xiao Lin to answer. Humanitarianly speaking, it should be called, but this person wouldn’t survive five minutes; he would die halfway to the hospital. "The weather isn’t very good today."

"Yes!" Rochester had just finished speaking when the voices of the colleagues handling the scene called out, Wang Zhantian is dead! "I guess I don’t need to call an ambulance now."

No one wanted to look at such a gruesome sight, and the handling of the body was quick and hasty. The sudden heavy rain had washed the ground clean, making it difficult to find any clues. At this moment, Xiao Lin suddenly remembered the shadow that passed in front of his car, the figure that Shou so desperately wanted to chase.

"Officer? Officer!" Rochester called out several times before pulling Xiao Lin back from his thoughts.

"Ah, sorry Rochester, I zoned out, is there something you wanted?" Xiao Lin awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, appearing so simple and endearing that Rochester momentarily forgot what he wanted to say.

"Oh, the CIA guys are here, they want to examine the scene and the body."

"Ah, they came over so quickly! I was the one who called them over, please let them in."

Both Cross and Kate were seasoned agents who had seen plenty of bizarre cases, yet their expressions after seeing Wang Zhantian’s body were quite sympathetic. That thing could no longer be called a person; it was more akin to a bloody lump of flesh.

"Young Master Xiao!" Kate pulled Xiao Lin aside. "Wang Zhantian died here, and you are the only witness. I’m afraid this is a conspiracy."

After listening, Xiao Lin nodded. "Kate, this isn’t a pre-designed conspiracy, but it could definitely be manipulated as if it were one!"

The only person who knew he would come to Gambino Bar Street was Yelu Shou, so Wang Zhantian dying here was just a coincidence. "No, Young Master Xiao, I’m not implying it’s you, but Mr. Hua!"

Hua Qingyi! The person Palermo couldn’t find even after Troy turned the place upside down, also the one most eager to see Wang Zhantian dead. "I think it may not be convenient for me to investigate this case, if someone wished to use this for something unfavorable, my relationship with Hua Qingyi would be an easy target."

"Officer, the director’s call!" At this moment, Rochester came over holding a phone. "He needs you to take it."

"Hello! Director Meisai."

"Mr. Xiao, there has been a murder on Caesar Street just now, could you please come over, the victim seems to be someone you know!"

"Shou?" Xiao Lin screamed internally, bolting out of the alley, the screech of car brakes echoed in the air, leaving a confused Rochester and a broken phone scattered on the ground. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)