Chapter 228: The Art of Killing

Trying her best to ignore the powerful coercion emanating from the man in front of her, the female forensic doctor bit her lip and carefully conducted a simple preliminary examination of the girl in his arms.

"The preliminary judgment is that she only inhaled some drugs in her nose and was injected with a certain amount of anesthetic, and there are no other wounds on her body, and she will regain consciousness in about three hours."

After speaking, she took out a rubber tourniquet and a disposable blood collection needle from the medical box on the side, and was about to tie the tourniquet in her hand to the girl's arm, but was stopped by the man's voice.

"What are you going to do?" Gu Cheng looked at her with cold eyes, and his voice was as thin as water.

"We need to have blood tests done to get a better picture of her condition and see if there are any other chemicals in her body." The female forensic doctor tried her best to maintain the calm explanation on her face, but her heart was extremely broken, it was okay for this man not to speak, and when he spoke, it was even more terrifying from the bottom of his heart than when he didn't speak.

Gu Cheng frowned, pinched the girl's slender arm and hesitated, and then gently lifted the girl's arm with her movements and asked her to tie a tourniquet.

His expression was clearly distressed, and the female forensic doctor deeply felt that if she pricked the needle a little harder, it was estimated that she would be torn into several pieces and fed to the dogs, and there would be no corpse.

It wasn't until after the blood was drawn that she exhaled a long breath and wiped the sweat that came out of her forehead, and finally it was done, her little life was saved, right?

"Thank you." The man looked up at her, his thin lips open and closed, and said thank you. Then he lowered his head, half-closed his eyes, and continued to focus on the girl in his arms.

The female forensic doctor was flattered and a little stunned, as if she didn't expect such a noble man as high as a god to say thank you.

Watching him bend his fingers and gently wipe the red blood on the girl's face, for fear that a careless look that would hurt the girl if he accidentally had a little more strength, a wave of envy suddenly arose in his heart. To be treated gently by such a man should probably be the happiest thing.

After passing through a dark hallway, Xie Rin and the others saw the room with the lights on in front of them. After taking a few steps forward, the smell of blood wafting from the room filled almost the entire nostrils, trapping the person tightly.

Everyone slowly walked into the room according to the light, and after seeing everything in front of them, a cold chill that seemed to come from hell suddenly rushed from the soles of their limbs, invading every pore and every hair, which was terrifying.

There was blood splattered everywhere, and the person lying on the ground could no longer be described as a human being, only red flesh and blood were left all over his body, and two black and white eyes were unusually abrupt on a blood-red face.

A heap of bloodied unidentified objects can be seen in the dissected chest and abdomen; On one side is the human skin that has been completely peeled off from head to toe, loosely soaked in viscous blood.

It was like entering a small slaughterhouse, and the corpse on the ground was like a pig that had been slaughtered by a butcher and then peeled off. If it weren't for the human skin next to him, it would be impossible to tell what the deceased looked like just from the bloody corpse.

The man in white clothes and black pants slowly stood up from the pool of blood, looking at the letters written in blood on the white wall like ghosts, and the eyes under the lenses were floating and intriguing.

“this is the real art―――vs”

This is the real art, Ye Yan's pupils are deep, heh...... The art of killing?