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A severed head!

Dripping with blood!

Wrapped in cling film, surrounded by charcoal, a severed head!

Even with ntal preparedness, Ryosuke was still taken aback.

"Damn it!"

"Not just betrayal!"

"But murder too!"

Ryosuke muttered fiercely to himself.

Despite the cling film and bloodstains, Ryosuke could still clearly make out the outline of the head as that of a young woman.

The head of such a young woman imdiately triggered the mories that Ryosuke least wanted to recall.

His breathing beca slightly heavier.

But his rationality remained.

He knew why he was here.

After closing the closet door, Ryosuke continued to search for potential evidence.

However, when Ryosuke opened another closet nearby, the scene before him left him in shock.

Another severed head!

Of a young woman!

Wrapped in cling film!

Accompanied by charcoal!

Just like the one before.

"What the?!"

Ryosuke was stunned for about a second before he quickly opened the rest of the closets.

Inside the remaining five closets, there were heads.

And in a larger one, there was also a section of a torso.

"Bastard!"

Ryosuke cursed.

Then, his gaze turned to the not-so-small refrigerator.

Naturally, Ryosuke had another guess.

But he would rather have been wrong.

His hand trembling slightly, Ryosuke reached out.

The refrigerator door opened.

Chill air spilled out.

One by one, the transparent containers ca into Ryosuke’s sight.

Inside were hearts.

Human hearts.

In the layer below, there were livers.

Ryosuke didn’t open the freezer.

But it was likely sothing similar.

"Cannibalism?"

"Or..."

"A psychopath?"

Ryosuke speculated in his heart as he turned to leave.

At this mont, he guessed that he had looked in the wrong direction.

The target was not what he was searching for.

The concealnt was rely due to the criminal’s deeds.

But just as Ryosuke was about to turn around, the muzzle of a gun pressed against the back of his head.

Ryosuke’s face twitched.

Since when?

Though the scene just now was shocking, Ryosuke could swear that there had been no strange noises in his ears.

"Hey, Chief Ryosuke."

"Please put down the gun."

"Slowly."

"Yes, slowly."

Ryosuke frowned.

But he did not resist.

He did as he was told.

With a gun pointed at him, he had no room to resist.

However, this did not an he was without options.

He placed the gun on the ground and was about to stand up when the voice behind him spoke again.

"You have another gun, probably hidden under your armpit, right?"

"And a little dagger, you should have it inside your waistband."

"Take them out, all of them, and lay them on the ground."

The familiar voice from behind, causing Ryosuke to sink.

Having a gun pointed at you is not the worst thing.

The worst is when the person holding the gun against you knows you too well.

Taking a slight breath,

While maintaining a half-bent position, Ryosuke started to take out another gun and a dagger from his body and placed them on the ground.

"Good."

"Now stand up."

"And slowly turn around to face ."

Seeing this, the familiar voice behind him spoke up again.

Ryosuke did as he was told.

But just as Ryosuke awkwardly turned around in the narrow space, the figure behind him kicked him in the abdon.

The massive impact lifted Ryosuke off his feet, slamming him against the wall behind.

Bang!

In the dull sound, Ryosuke hung on the wall for a good three to four seconds before he slowly slid down.

The wringing pain from his abdon ant Ryosuke couldn’t stand up at all; he could only sit, supported by the wall.

He looked at the figure before him with shocked eyes.

The flashlight that fell to the ground cast a beam of light.

With this flickering beam illuminating the scene, Ryosuke could roughly make out this forr colleague.

The face had not changed.

Lean, of average height.

But this lean figure had just exploded with surprising strength.

That kick just now was far beyond Ryosuke’s imagination.

Keep in mind, at the police station, he was known for his fighting and shooting skills.

And the other party?

Average in all aspects.

Especially in fighting where he lagged behind many of his colleagues.

"Surprised?"

"At first, I was quite surprised myself."

"But now, I’ve gotten used to it—after all, in this world, there will always be so unexpected things... I thought it was a deadly disease, but who knew, it turned out to be the beginning of my transcendence."

The gaunt figure questioned Ryosuke.

A mysterious sense of mockery was on his face.

"I knew that after that day, you would definitely suspect ."

"So, I started to deliberately distance myself from you all."

"Then... I was diagnosed with a terminal illness."

"At that ti, I thought it was retribution for what I’d done, I lived in fear every day, I was even close to telling you everything."

"But who would have thought!"

"This isn’t a terminal illness, it’s a new beginning!"

The mockery on his face turned into excitent.

"So, you killed that doctor?"

Ryosuke sharply caught sothing in the other’s words and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course!"

"Doesn’t a quack deserve to die?"

He looked as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"What about them?"

Ryosuke pointed with effort at the wardrobe.

"You an to say they were innocent?"

"Joking."

"They’re food!"

"When you eat pork, beef, lamb, do you think they’re innocent?"

"Not really, right?"

"What right do you have to judge ?"

He scoffed coldly.

"To be human, one must at least know not to harm one’s own kind!"

Ryosuke retorted angrily.

As a result of such a retort, his ankle was crushed under the other’s foot.

Crack!

"Ah!"

Amid the slight moans of his joints, Ryosuke let out a miserable cry, then clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.

The other’s eyes twinkled with the light of a cat toying with a mouse, as he began to slowly apply pressure.

Crack, crack...

Snap!

Ryosuke’s ankle was broken.

Ryosuke’s body trembled, sweat erging like syrup.

But still, Ryosuke bit his teeth and remained silent.

The other person smiled, then placed his foot on Ryosuke’s other foot.

Crack, crack...

Snap!

Another foot was broken.

Ryosuke bit so hard that his teeth bled, but still kept silent.

This appearance made the other shake his head.

"Truly worthy of being called ’Hard-boned’ Officer Ryosuke."

"But Commandant Ryosuke, this is really not fun."

"When I hunt food, what I enjoy most is listening to their wails and screams."

"Do you know why I choose young won?"

"Because their screams are the most delightful."

He sighed, drew back his foot, and raised the gun again.

Ryosuke watched the gun muzzle without blinking.

Suddenly the other laughed.

"Do you think I don’t dare to shoot?"

"You think shooting will bring trouble upon ?"

"Don’t worry."

"There will be soone to take care of it for ."

"Just like Yan Xia, and the hitman this afternoon—as long as you demonstrate a certain value, soone will take care of everything for you, even if it’s murder or cannibalism."

"Otherwise, why as a policeman, would you not know about so many missing girls?"

He sneered mockingly.

Anger gathered on Ryosuke’s face.

He wanted to stand up.

But the pain in his abdon and the broken bones in both ankles deprived him of such ability.

rely struggling a bit, he fell down again.

But Ryosuke did not give up.

He fell down again and again.

And tried again and again.

As Ryosuke was about to truly stand up on his fifth attempt, after failing four tis, the ard man imdiately stepped forward and crushed Ryosuke’s broken ankle with his foot.

Ah!

Ryosuke fell.

The short scream excited the other.

He began to forcefully trample Ryosuke’s ankle.

"Cry out!"

"Scream for !"

But Ryosuke fell silent once again.

Nevertheless, Ryosuke’s scream just now had given the other hope.

Letting him know that Ryosuke too, could scream.

Imdiately, the other raised his foot towards Ryosuke’s fingers.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart!

He believed such pain would be enough to make Ryosuke cry out.

And the distance between him and Ryosuke was also closing.

Snap!

One of Ryosuke’s fingers was crushed.

At the sa ti, a bag of white powder was thrown by Ryosuke—

Li!

After Hui Lijing’s suggestion to Urashima, Ryosuke thought it made sense, so he prepared quickli in advance.

The very next mont—

"Aaaaah!"

"My eyes!"

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