A pungent smell of formalin permeated the dimly lit room, and a faint light shone on an operating table. The sound of footsteps echoed through the room, and it could be inferred that the room was relatively empty.

With a creak, the door opened, revealing a Yaksha face, a pair of expressionless eyes looking at the man bound to the ground, and color gradually appeared in his eyes, as if he saw a perfect work of art.

The kidnapper raised his head at the commotion, and the faint light blurred the outline of his face. What kind of face is this? It's like a ragdoll whose face has been torn apart, and it's still the kind of rough stitching.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me? Isn't it enough that you've hurt so many people? A face stitched together by seven or eight pieces of flesh looked up at the person who opened the door, and his voice was hoarse, because his speech pulled the stitches and deformed the whole face, but not a single blood flowed out, and his eyes were frightened and angry.

"You don't need to know that, you'll soon know why I'm doing it, because you're going to be a perfect person!" The sound of the Yaksha sounded eerie, like a duck being choked by the neck.

"No, I don't want to be perfect, I just want to be myself!" Sutured his face shook his head painfully, he was afraid of seeing the mirror, and now he couldn't calm down when he thought about it, what was he going to do with this madman in front of him? Taking so many people's skin and putting it on his body, it feels disgusting and terrifying to think about.

"A few more people will be enough, and you'll be grateful to me then, quack!" The shrill hoarse laughter of the Yaksha was extremely harsh in the empty room.

"No, you can't do this, you've hurt enough people, please stop!" Stitched face begged bitterly.

"Hmph, what do you know? You don't understand anything, if you don't shut up, I promise that the next one will be your family, and it will be much easier for you and me! Yaksha snorted angrily, his eyes glaring coldly at the stitched face.

"Shut up! Shut up! Please don't hurt my family, I'll cooperate with you! "The painful compromise of stitching up the face, threatening yourself with your own family every time, but why choose yourself? Who the hell is this person?

"That's good, wait, there will be fresh skin soon!" Yaksha's eyes flashed with excitement, and after saying that, he threw a bag of food and water in front of the stitched face. The creak, the door shut, the click faded away.

"Crazy! Lunatic! I don't eat, I'm going to starve myself! Sewing his face kicked aside the food and drink in front of him, and sobbed as he watched the bag of food, he didn't know how long he had been locked up here, and he didn't know what day or night. He wanted to return to his wife and daughter, to that warm home, but when he thought of his face, he dispelled this thought, is he still alone? It's not anymore, it's a monster that has been pieced together.

"This is already the third corpse!" Zhang Xingqi looked at the skinless corpse in front of him and frowned. The red flesh stenched, and flies flew on the flesh.

"I've contacted the autopsy department, let's see the results after the autopsy!" Xiao Lizi twisted his head to the side, and after reading it, he really left a shadow in his heart.

Chang Ping looked at the corpse and didn't speak, three identical corpses, and a few people who were not dead but had been partially skinned off their bodies, and one thing in common was that they were all male. The living only remember that they were coronaized, and what happened after that is not clear at all. What do you want human skin for? Graft? However, these people's blood types are not the same at all, and if they are transplanted, they are not eligible at all, unless they are transplanted for people with different blood types. According to my previous inference, the direction of the investigation can only be plastic surgery hospitals and some dermatology hospitals, but the investigation has not made any progress for a month, and even some small plastic surgery institutions and clinics have not investigated any clues.

Is it skin smuggling? All these stripped skins went abroad?

"Chang Ping, what do you think?" Zhang started to call Chang Ping, who was thinking.

"Maybe we went in the wrong direction in the first place!" Chang Ping looked up at Zhang Qi.

"Wrong?" Li Chaonan looked at Chang Ping suspiciously.

"I was just wondering if the skin that had been peeled off would be smuggled abroad? Because skin with different blood types cannot be transplanted into a person, then the need for so much skin can only flow abroad! Chang Ping said the inference.

"Well, it's possible!" Zhang started several people and nodded at the same time.

"Then it's enough to investigate those foreign trade companies, and then let the customs and ports focus on checking!" Liu Yang said and looked at everyone.

"That's all we can do for now!" Zhang started nodding. "Xiao Lizi, you contact us, let's continue the investigation!" Zhang started frowning, the above has already issued a death order to solve the case as soon as possible, there is still a week left in the deadline, if the case cannot be solved again, then he can only take the blame and resign.

In addition to the inference just now, it seems that there is something missing, yes, the victims are all men, and they are not locals, they are all here to meet netizens, and as a result, something like this happened after meeting netizens. It seems that there is no problem at all, the netizens seen by a few people are not the same person at all, and they and others also investigated those women, and there is no problem, but what is the problem? Chang Ping felt that the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, and he had no clue at all.

Several people checked the foreign trade company in H City, and they didn't even let go of the loaded goods, but they returned to the bureau in vain, and returned to the bureau one by one.

"Team Zhang, according to the data sent by the coroner's department, I drew a portrait of the deceased, according to the database comparison, the deceased is from X City, name xxx, age 27 years old, arrived in H City three days ago." Tuya handed the sorted out materials to Zhang Qiqi.

"Okay, have you contacted the family?" Zhang Qiqi took the information and asked.

"After contacting, the family will arrive this afternoon, and according to the blood type comparison, it is determined that it is xxx." Tuya nodded.

"Have you asked your family about the purpose of his visit to H City?" Zhang Qiqi asked as he flipped through the information.

"His sister said he had come to see a friend!" Tuya replied.

"Do you know who that person he saw?" Zhang Qiqi continued to ask.

"I don't know this, he didn't tell his family, he just said it was a girl!" Tuya replied.

"Then don't you have the contact information of the other party?" Zhang Qiqi closed the information and asked.

"No, he lost his mobile phone, if he has a mobile phone, he will definitely be able to find it!" Tuya shook her head.

"See the girl again?" Chang Ping's eyes lit up, as if he had caught some clues, but he felt that he had caught nothing......