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Chapter 610

The blade was getting closer and closer, slowly, slowly, approaching Yan Qing's chin! Yan Qing suddenly recognized that the knife was the skinning knife he usually used! The blade was shining with a cold light, and there would be a faint brown-red blood stain! The fishy smell filled the air that Yan Qing breathed!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Yan Qing screamed, subconsciously shrank his head, trying to stay away from the blade. The blade kept approaching Yan Qing's chin little by little, and the tip of the knife slowly pierced into Yan Qing's chin. A tiny wound slowly overflowed bright red blood.

The knife stopped.

Outside the iron cage, countless apricot yellow eyes looked at Yan Qing calmly, the almost completely rotten face, and the deep-sleeping eye sockets, looking at Yan Qing calmly.

A cold voice as if from hell floated in Yan Qing's ears: "You know your mistake."

"Wrong?" Yan Qing's expression showed a hint of confusion, "Wrong?"

The sound no longer sounded, and suddenly, the knife was slowly pulled down by the hand.

The pain of the tearing made Yan Qing scream like crazy, and kept shouting: "I know my mistake! I know my mistake!"

"If you know your mistake... you should die." The cold voice said calmly.

Yan Qing's eyes showed a deep despair! The owner of the voice was obviously teasing himself!

The blade slashed downwards, and a long wound spread from Yan Qing's chin to Yan Qing's heart. As the flesh rolled, blood gushed out like a fountain, soaking Yan Qing's entire body. Yan Qing had become a bloody man!

Yan Qing is now powerless to roar and scream again. Such wounds are enough for her to die a thousand times, but she just can't die! Under such pain, death has become a luxury!

The knife was still slashing downwards, and it was all the way between Yan Qing's legs. In the wound, you could already see the various organs in Yan Qing's body struggling dyingly, gushing a lot of blood! The heart, which was covered in the blood red, jumped slowly and slowly, and the blood was gushing less and less. Finally, it stopped completely!

But Yan Qing was not dead!

She could only watch the knife, shattering her entire body!

At this point, the knife slowly pulled out, and the skinless hands slowly extended to Yan Qing's body!

It grabbed Yan Qing's cut skin and slowly pulled it to both sides. The severe pain spread Yan Qing's only consciousness! The organs that were beating faintly gushed out blood, blood and flesh splattered, and those hands were resolutely splattered with blood!

"Tear!" With a light sound, Yan Qing's human skin was pulled down by those hands!

At this time, Yan Qing did not have that delicate appearance or a proud figure! She was only a blood-red flesh and blood vessels intertwined, and her body was constantly gushing outward with blood emitting a strong smell of blood!

The hands stopped in the air, and countless apricot yellow eyes around the iron cage slowly merged into two. The two calm eyes looked at Yan Qing lightly and slowly retreated.

The hands slowly retreated, and finally turned into a figure of the same size as Yan Qing. The figure had no human skin on it, only black and red flesh and blood intertwined, and there were only two deep eye sockets on the rotten face.

"This... is me..." Yan Qing's mouth slowly curled a faint smile, full of bitterness.

Those eyes slowly closed, and Yan Qing's eyes slowly closed. In the end, all the breath on Yan Qing's body dissipated.

The old man said that black cats have spirits, and they can feed evil spirits. Evil spirits protect the life of black cats. They should not offend black cats, otherwise they will be chased by evil spirits.

Her eyes were covered in blood, and there was a strong smell of blood all around her.

Apart from blood red, it is pitch black.

There was a cold breath echoing in her ears.

She wanted to turn around, but her body did not obey the instructions, and slowly walked forward step by step.

There is darkness ahead.

The smell of blood is getting stronger.

There was a faint light that lit up beside her, illuminating her front.

She was stunned, wanted to scream, and wanted to stop herself, but she saw herself, step by step, step towards the place that frightened her.

Pile of white human bones.

While dozens of police cars surrounded the entire building, Zhao Chen was doing an inspection in a room. He frowned. Although he was wearing a mask, the extremely bloody smell of nose rushed into Zhao Chen's nasal cavity, causing Zhao Chen to almost vomit.

There were blood everywhere on the ground, and an iron cage in the corner of the wall, and the almost solidified blood flowed out from there. In the iron cage, there was a female corpse, which was stuffed into it by someone. The iron cage was very small and could not be stuffed into a whole person, but the body had no trace of human skin at all, only flesh and blood vessels were exposed, and there was no restraint of human skin. The female corpse was stuffed into the iron cage. The female corpse's face was broken and even began to rot, but there was no trace of hideous and painful color on it.

Very calm, extremely calm.

Looking at Zhao Chen's disgusting expression, the old captain smiled and said, "Xiaochen, I can't help it? You still need to exercise. Tell you that this kind of case has happened six times this year. Every time the victim is skinned alive, and there are all kinds of death!"

Zhao Chen nodded, but couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Six times...ah...I don't know what evil they committed, they died in such pain..." The old captain shook his head and directed the police to take out the body from the iron cage.

The woman had obviously been dead for a long time. Her body had been stiff. Even though she was taken out of the iron cage, she still maintained that strange movement.

After careful examination, the forensic doctor said: "It is estimated that her death was between 12:00 and 1:00 a.m. two days ago, the deceased suffered the pain of skinning before his death. However, after examination, the deceased had no fingerprints, blood or hair from others on his body. It is estimated that the deceased had not tried to resist before his death."

Zhao Chen was stunned and did not resist? Could it be that the deceased was voluntary? How could this be possible!

"Chen..." A trembling female voice sounded from behind Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen turned his head and saw a female policewoman behind him. He shook his head and said, "Alan, you can't stand this kind of scene... don't watch it, just leave it to us..."

Qinglan gritted her teeth, shook her head, and said, "No...I want to know who... killed Qing..."

Zhao Chen sighed. Yan Qing and Qinglan were friends. Yan Qing's death obviously caused quite a lot of harm to Qinglan. "Alan... Actually, Aqing is not the kind of person who is shallow. On the contrary, I think she is too good at tricking... and too cruel... like those kittens and dogs..." Zhao Chen originally wanted to comfort Qinglan, but suddenly remembered something and his body suddenly shook.

"Chen?" Qinglan looked at Zhao Chen worriedly.

Zhao Chen's expression was a little excited. He suddenly grabbed the old captain's shoulder and said, "Captain, I remembered it! The deceased was a little distorted during his lifetime and liked to abuse and kill animals! There are videos of her abuse and killing animals on the Internet! I have also seen it... She likes to peel animals first and then disfigure them!"

"Skinned...disfigure..." The old captain faintly noticed something and was suddenly shocked.

"It's the same as her death!" Zhao Chen said the following words.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The old captain took out a cigarette and lit it, biting it to his mouth. It can be seen that his hand trembled slightly. How could he not be surprised! This kind of case has been delayed for a year! Zhao Chen's words are the first clue so far! If this clue is true... then... then the case is solved is not impossible!

"Captain!" Zhao Chen shouted, but was interrupted by the old captain with a wave of his hand. He severely cut off the cigarette in his hand and said, "It is impossible to send people to stay by those who are inclined to abuse... Then... we can only create such a person ourselves! Zhao Chen, you joined the team a few months ago, and this task will be handed over to you! By the way, you will also hone your mind!"

Zhao Chen hesitated a little, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and nodded. "Chen... I'll go with you." Qing Lan's voice was very light, but it revealed a sense of firmness. Zhao Chen looked at Qing Lan, thought for a while, but shook his head and said, "Alan, don't come, it will scare you."

Qinglan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything. She just turned her head to look at the solidified corpse on the ground, biting her lips, and her eyes were flickering.

A few days later, something big and small happened online - the original torture queen Yan Qing died inexplicably, and another man who claimed to be the torture king took her place. This was a new thing for those netizens who were ugly and distorted in their hearts. The video of the torture king gradually spread wildly, and the method was almost the same as Yan Qing. They all like to peel skin first and then disfigure her face. The only difference is that the man only peeled off the fur from the animal's hands and feet every time, which also made the netizens angry.

It was very cold and quiet at night. Dark clouds covered the moon. Some old people said that it would rain tomorrow. Children playing outside all returned to their beds early, and there was no one on the street.

The abandoned graveyard, the gray-white tombstones fell into a crooked area. Behind the grave, the black woods swayed gently under the night wind, without moonlight. Under the dim night sky, the shadows of the woods slowly tore apart, like a beast, spreading their gray-white fangs.

The wind is not strong, but it is very cold, and it is biting cold.

Under the abandoned grave was an abandoned wooden house. The wooden house was very old, and the wind blew the wooden house and opened the half-dipped window.
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