Old Master, have you ever been beaten by a Pokémon?

Chapter 454 Sin

Liu Tianci purchased a large number of high-end weapons and props without hesitation, and then distributed them to his own people for research.

Just as he was concentrating on thinking about the uses of these weapons and props, the vibration of his cell phone suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

He scratched his head in annoyance, and the flash of inspiration disappeared instantly. He reluctantly took out his phone from his pocket, and a message from TALK appeared on the screen.

The sender was He Ye, and the message read: "I found something similar to what you said, the link is below."

Liu Tianci replied: "Okay, thank you."

He clicked the link below the information box, and a web page popped up on the phone screen. However, this page was not a common website, but a news briefing page made by He Ye.

At the top of the page was a striking headline in bold black: "Serial murders, is the murderer a cannibal?" Liu Tianci's attention was attracted by the title. He continued to stuff barbecue into his mouth while scrolling down the page.

Then he saw several photos of lotus leaves pasted on. Unlike the mosaic-covered pictures above, these photos were obviously circulated through private channels.

The scene in the photo is a bit blurry, but some details can still be seen, such as bloodstains, corpses, and some strange traces.

With just a quick glance, Liu Tianci knew what was going on - this could definitely not have been done by humans!

Because the teeth marks on the corpses and the torn flesh and blood were so horrific that if it was really done by a human, then that person could probably no longer be called a "human".

Liu Tianci did not blame Mawala for this tragedy at first. After all, he had witnessed a corpse being devoured by sand snakes. Those sand snakes would not tear their prey apart so savagely, but would directly suck their flesh and blood.

But just when Liu Tianci was about to exclude this incident from Mawala's "masterpiece", his eyes were suddenly attracted by several places that He Ye had circled on the photo.

After a closer look, Liu Tianci was surprised to find that the wounds in these places were obviously different from other bite marks.

Although there were some damage to the flesh and blood on the corpse here, these damages were not caused by biting.

"Tsk, it seems you've found a backer this time..." Liu Tianci narrowed his eyes and slowly licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, "It's another one as bloodthirsty as you. It's just right, I can get more reward money if I solve it together."

His knuckles cracked on the grill, and he stared at the small flames that jumped as the grease dripped down. He would never let the mouse slip through his fingers again - next time they met, he would take the dog's head off with his own hands.

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“Fifteenth.”

The steel pipe made a wet, sticky sound as it pierced the woman's chest, stopping precisely in front of her ventricle. Dark red blood plasma poured out along the pipe wall, forming a twisted flower on the ground.

“The sixteenth.”

The kitchen knife spun in a silver arc, carrying sand with it. The baseball bat and the arm holding it broke. The man's head hit the floor and rolled under the dining table, his frozen expression of horror facing the steaming food on the table.

"Such a blatant way of killing..." The companion kicked away the severed finger at his feet, "Are you sure this is the effect you want?

Now all the surveillance cameras in the outer city have our faces stored in them. "He pulled open a crack in the curtains, "In less than three days, the SWAT will turn this slum upside down. "

As a Class B wanted criminal, Mawala was experienced in the criminal field. He casually glanced at the pair of sand snakes beside him, who had no desire for flesh and blood and were full, and he couldn't help feeling irritated.

He frowned, his eyes passed the sand snakes and fell on the man behind him. This man was his accomplice, but at this moment, he felt a little disgusted with his existence.

In just two days, they had brutally killed more than a dozen people. This number shocked Mawala because it was almost equal to the total number of people he had killed in the previous month.

Mawala never considered himself a murderer, and he did not feel any pleasure from killing ordinary people. On the contrary, this meaningless repetitive killing only made him feel more disgusted and bored.

"So what? So what even if the Public Security Bureau finds us?" The man suddenly spoke, his voice revealing a hint of indifference and disdain.

Lucas stood there quietly, holding a photo frame tightly in his hand, as if it was the most precious thing in his life. His thumb gently stroked the photo, as if he could feel the temperature and texture of the photo.

The photo shows a happy family of three, with parents and children smiling brightly and warmly. The child's eyes are as bright as stars, revealing innocence and purity. However, this picture is in sharp contrast to the environment Lucas is in at the moment.

But the person in the photo had nothing to do with him, he just missed the humanity that was gradually being lost.

He took a deep breath and snapped his fingers. With this crisp sound, the monster behind him rushed towards the locked door on the side like a flash of lightning.

Without any hesitation or delay, the monster slammed the door open with amazing force, making a dull thud.

Then, a creepy sound came from the room - the sound of flesh being torn and chewed. Lucas' face turned pale, and he closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out the terrible sound.

After a while, when everything was quiet, Lucas slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the room that had been knocked open. A strong sense of disgust surged in his heart, as if the room was filled with the breath of death and fear.

Mavala also looked at Lucas with disgust, then pulled a chair next to him out from under the table. The chair made a harsh sound when it rubbed against the floor, as if protesting against this rough treatment.

He stretched out his foot to open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of juice, and drank two gulps without hesitation. The coolness of the juice flowed down his throat, causing his body to tremble slightly.

He hoped that the cold liquid would calm his mind, which had been producing hallucinations and strange thoughts recently.

"It's true that we won't have the chance to go to court," Lucas' voice echoed in the room, as if carrying a chilling aura, "but that's not because we're dead, but because we're alive... and we've completed the plan alive."

His eyes fell on the potted plant in the corner of the room. It was a pot of emerald green plants, and the leaves were shining faintly in the sun. Compared with humans, Lucas seemed to prefer being with these plants.

He slowly approached the potted plant, stretched out his fingers and gently touched the leaves, feeling their texture and temperature. At this moment, he seemed to forget everything around him, completely immersed in the communication with the plant.