Chapter 183: Corpse

Backbite......

Backbite......

Backbite......

Will Graham sat in front of the hospital bed like a dead man, staring blankly ahead, his unfocused gaze for a long, long time.

After ending the call, he urgently called Jack Crawford, and the FBI immediately arranged for a plane to the marathon, while asking local law enforcement to rush to Will's home.

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late, and when the police arrived, Molly, who was already dying, and Walter, who was unconscious in the back seat, stopped on the side of the road.

Molly looked as if she had just been fished out of a pool of blood, with an extremely hideous external wound on her body, and even the wound on her neck collarbone had seen the aorta.

"The medical examiner said someone should have treated Molly's wounds before the police arrived, or she might have ......," Jack Crawford said as he stood in the doorway and spoke to Will.

"I saw it. Will crossed his fingers in his messy hair, apparently he didn't want to talk to Jack about it right now. He was not blind, and the wound on Molly's body was more unique than the red dragon's spear and headshot technique, which was the mark of a beast.

Somewhere far away......

"It seems that this time the hole in the space wall is not big, and the cosmic bug can't deliver more powerful power. Siwen held his cane in both hands, as if he were talking to an old friend.

But the surroundings were not so harmonious, and a corpse, a corpse that could barely tell what it was like before his life was in front of him.

The intact human skin sits on a nearby chair, and the warmth of the body indicates that the man was awake to bear it until the last piece of skin was detached.

"Very crude machinery. The black-clad man with the bird's beak looked at him with expressionless disdain, "He's driving this beastly armor entirely by will, and it's more of a shackle than a murder weapon." ”

A little beast blood can go crazy like this, and he put on a set of metal armor for himself, which is really weak. Sivin shook his head and left the room with the man in black.

It's really a waste, I was going to help him get rid of the madness on his body and let him return to his original appearance, but unfortunately he couldn't communicate and communicate at all.

"Do you have any plans for the future? Xiwen came home and looked at the girl who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and watching a TV series.

Fleur tilted her head, her eyes slightly raised, as if she was thinking about the question, but there was no answer.

"I felt the blood in my body start boiling again. "And it seems to be buzzing in my ears all the time, I wonder if it's because of practicing dragon language." ”

Looking at the girl's immature and cute face, Siwen felt as if he had been purified, and he sat next to Fleur, feeling the faint fragrance of the girl in the air.

"Why don't we visit Hepburn tomorrow?" asked Sivin.

Fleur's eyes suddenly widened, shining brightly, but she quickly pouted: "No, you can finish your business first." Also, I want to see what the red dragon is all about. ”

Soon, the FBI found Teil's body, which was inside the paleontological museum where he worked. The corpse was dissected and reassembled, and fit perfectly on a cave bear fossil that he had excavated and restored.

"He's done his transformation, or rather, the person who started it helped him to do it. Will looked at the scene in a bad mood.

He felt that the face of Tyr's hideous corpse was less of pain and more of a glory, and his fantasy of Tyr standing beside him recounting the beautiful transformation and rebirth.

"Are all the murderers now having such a noble reason for doing so? Jigsaw is to make people reflect, this is to help him complete the transformation, and the red dragon also says that he is evolving. ”

Will took a deep breath to calm his feelings about seeing the suspect, after all, he was the one who burst into his house and attacked Molly and Walter.

Until now, Walter has stayed with Dr. Alana Bloom to receive subtle psychological trauma therapy. And Molly has just woken up.

Obviously, the first conversation after waking up was not very pleasant, although Molly said that it was because of her persuasion that Will went to the FBI again, and only blamed himself and Jack Crawford of the FBI.

But Will can clearly feel that there is a layer of separation between him and Molly, maybe the separation will disappear with time, and maybe, he will never go back to before.

Frustrated, Will accepts Jack Crawford's assignment to go to the New York Museum to investigate clues about Blake's painting, that is, as a relaxation.

When he stepped out of the elevator with the museum staff who came to pick him up, the elevator doors were slowly closing.

Will suddenly felt an inexplicable inspiration that drove him to quickly leave the office he was about to enter, and clamped his hand between the elevator doors, forcing them to open again.

Empty?

He squinted at the empty elevator, only to find a corner of the exposed shoe.

A tall white man stood in the dead corner of the elevator, short haired and lean. There is a surgical mark on his face, which is a cleft lip and palate (rabbit lip).

The two men looked at each other silently, and the air froze instantly.

At this time, the museum staff, who had just walked into the office and didn't have time to pay attention to Will's departure, noticed the two female employees who had fallen to the ground, and shouted in panic.

Everything is understood.

Will hurriedly reached out and pulled out the gun on his waist, but unfortunately he didn't know that a man named Li Sanguang, who liked to have a parted hairstyle the most, had long said that when it came to close combat, it would be better to choose a dagger next time.

Will, who was not an FBI commissioner, was easily grabbed by the other party, and then lifted it up and threw it out like a rag doll.

By the time he stood up, the elevator had already gone away, and Will quickly ran down the fire staircase to the first floor of the museum, but unfortunately it was already empty and long gone.

"That person is the Tooth Fairy. Will said with great certainty, "The cleft lip and palate of his face is why he has to crumble all the mirrors, and he came to see the painting." ”

"But if that's his faith, why did he eat Blake's original painting? He destroyed it, and now the people at the New York Museum are going crazy. Jack Jack Crawford looked at the information sent back.

"A stomach worth tens of millions is really worth their madness. But why did he destroy that painting?"

"Maybe ......," Will sighed, "he doesn't want to evolve anymore, he wants to end this." ”