Just by listening, Du Kang felt his stomach churn. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and asked Yang Kangle about the other person's death. Yang Kangle's Adam's apple bobbed, and he calmed down before continuing.
The other person's death was even more miserable. They found him on the stairs leading to the basement. The victim was lying face down on the ground. With the shadow just now, the accompanying forensic girl didn't dare to go over and turn over the body. In the end, it was Yang Kangle and another criminal police officer who was known to be extremely daring who went over and turned the body over.
It was a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils were completely dilated due to extreme fear. One of his eyes was almost white, and his mouth was wide open with blood flowing out of his orifices.
The fatal wound was a laceration on his chest and abdomen, from the left side of his chest to the belly button. The flesh was torn open, and because of the excessive blood loss, Weiwei's skin had turned white. Thick blood hung on the flesh and dripped down to the ground.
A belly full of large intestines, small intestines, heart, liver, spleen, and kidney all flowed out of the wound, forming a long river of blood on the ground.
Looking at the man's posture, it seemed that he wanted to climb out of the basement. When they found him, one of his hands was still stretched forward.
"Forget about me, but Captain Jiao has been in this line of work for more than ten years. He said that this was the first time he had seen such a bloody and cruel case. Torturing a person to death bit by bit is far more cruel than dismembering the body."
Yang Kangle took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath before he slowly continued.
"I also kind of understand why Liu Song had to be transferred to the office. Damn, sometimes this kind of work is really not for humans."
"You've done very well." Du Kang patted Yang Kangle's shoulder and comforted him.
Because of their conversation, Yang Kangle and Du Kang were left far behind by Jiao Zhitong. When they arrived at the entrance of the basement, a little girl in a white coat was running out while covering her mouth. They hurriedly stepped aside to make way for her.
Du Kang touched the tip of his nose as he watched the girl run away. He smiled and asked Yang Kangle, whose face had turned pale from Weiwei, "Kang Le, is this the medical examiner you mentioned just now?"
"Yes."
Yang Kangle tried his best to control himself. He nodded, but he couldn't say a word. He was afraid that his mouth would spit out too.
"Is it worth it?"
Du Kang smiled and touched the tip of his nose with his finger. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he could smell the scent of blood. "Hmm, interesting."
"Go by yourself."
Yang Kangle frowned. He covered his mouth with his right hand and said something to Du Kang. He then turned around and ran up the stairs. Then, he could vaguely hear the sound of vomiting.
"Oh my god." Du Kang smiled and shook his head. He put his hands in his pockets and sauntered into the basement.
The basement of the autopsy building was very large, almost the same size as the ground. It was very spacious. Other than a few load-bearing pillars, there was nothing else. The pale light from the lamps illuminated the gray floor, making it look cold.
In the middle of the basement, Jiao Zhitong and Weiwei were squatting. Blood was flowing under their feet, but it was already half-coagulated. It was a shocking sight.
"This …" Du Kang walked to Weiwei's side and lowered his head to look at the woman lying on the ground. From her clothes and figure, she should be a young woman about the same age as him. Her long hair was stuck to her face in clumps, making it impossible to see her face.
His clothes were torn and hung on his body in strips. His exposed skin was a very uncomfortable dark gray color due to excessive blood loss. Moreover, there were many small wounds where his skin and flesh were turned inside out, revealing the grayish white muscle tissue.
"Where is her fatal wound?"
Du Kang looked for a long time but did not see any fatal wound on the surface of the woman's body. Although there were many small wounds, they were only bleeding and were not fatal.
"Here, Xiao Pang, you have to be mentally prepared."
Jiao Zhitong turned his head and looked at Du Kang. Only then did Du Kang realize that Jiao Zhitong's face was also pale. His Adam's apple was moving, and it was obvious that he was also trying to hold it in.
Du Kang nodded. Jiao Zhitong grabbed the woman's legs and flipped her over.
"Hey, wait!"
Du Kang frowned. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. From the way Jiao Zhitong flipped her over, he did not use much strength. But how could a dead woman that weighed about 50 kilograms be flipped over so easily?
Must
He knew that the dead were very heavy.
"You noticed it too."
Jiao Zhitong pointed at the woman's back. The skin on her back was completely exposed. It was not like the front which was full of scars. Instead, it was smooth and moist.
"Little Xiao just did a preliminary check and found that all the bones in this person's body were pulled out by an unknown method. What's left is a human flesh bag." Jiao Zhitong said slowly.
Weiwei also frowned, as if she was thinking about something. Du Kang picked a place without blood and squatted down. He used his hand to gently press the woman's lower abdomen. It was soft.
His thumb slid up the middle of the lower abdomen and pressed on the left and right ribs. As expected, the slightly bulging flesh was pressed down. There was no force at all. There were indeed no bones to support it.
"Can I see this?"
Du Kang said to Jiao Zhitong. He stretched out his hands to show that he wanted to separate the woman's hair from her face. Jiao Zhitong nodded and agreed that it was no problem as long as the body was not damaged.
"There's nothing to damage on this body."
As Du Kang spoke, he had already dug out a pair of disposable plastic gloves from the toolbox thrown by the accompanying forensic doctor. He moved his body, squatted down on top of the woman's head, and carefully removed the hair that was stuck to her face bit by bit.
Because the blood was already half dry, it was difficult to remove it. The feeling of hair being removed from her face made one's hair stand on end. At the same time, there was a twisted pleasure.
"I!
Blergh … "As the hair on the woman's face was removed bit by bit, Jiao Zhitong, who had been staring without blinking, could not stand it anymore. He had only run two steps when he leaned against the wall and vomited.
"Damn, it's really a heavy taste!"
Du Kang also fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a wave of disgust in his heart. If it weren't for the experience of fighting water corpses, destroying evil ghosts, and the White Vortex Pit, he would probably have vomited on the spot. Even so, his face turned pale, and his hands stopped moving.
"Phew … phew … it's nothing. I'm someone who watched Resident Evil and ate braised pork. This is nothing, nothing!"
Du Kang took two deep breaths to comfort himself. As a result, the smell of blood in his mouth made his throat itch.
He regained his composure and began to tear the woman's hair off her face bit by bit. A completely bloody face was revealed. The skin on her face was completely torn off, revealing the dark red muscles under the skin. Her eyes were also full of hair.