"Boy, you're not qualified to command me." Leon said dissatisfied, but he slowed down the car anyway. Since they have street lights nearby, they can see clearly. It was a couple, a woman in a skirt and a tall man in work boots. As the car turned onto the south side of Avenue Pavel, Lyon could see more clearly. The two men looked like they were drunk, and although they quickly staggered and disappeared into the shadows next to the office supply store, the jeep was heading in that direction anyway. Maybe you should stop the car and ask them what the hell is going on.

"Officer Kennedy, there's an ominous aura to this city, let's be careful." Su Tianzong kindly persuaded him, but Leon didn't care.

"Asian boy, are you going to be a psychic now?" Leon said angrily, but he was still thinking about the two people just now, they must have just come out of a bar, and both of them had drunk too much, so they couldn't drive back. Or maybe there's a big free cocktail party somewhere tonight, or a buffet-style barbecue, and in that case, your unimaginative self looks like a fool......

Leon turned the corner in thought, staring in the shadows for the two men. Although they were not found, an alley was found between the grocery store and the jewelry store. I'm afraid that the two of them want to go to the alley for convenience because they have drunk too much.

"! It's gone. Why should I slow down, damn it. Leon glared at Su Tianzong, who could only use his nose and not speak.

"Ah~la"

Suddenly, six shadows flashed in front of the jeep, and Leon hurriedly stepped on the brakes. Under the headlights, the shadows look like giant swirls of leaves. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a flock of crows. Although the crows were so close, they could not hear their chirping, only the sound of flapping their wings. The dinner they were having on the road was a dead creature, like a ......

"Ah, God. I'm not dazzled, am I?"

"No, they're eating people"

Twenty feet in front of the jeep, there was a human corpse in the middle of the road, and although the deceased was lying face down, it was still recognizable as a female corpse - judging by her blood-stained shirt, it should not be a college student who had drunk too much beer and was napping in the middle of the road.

"Is it a hit-and-run? The bastard driver actually ran away. Oh God, why is this ......happening?"

Leon turned off the engine, and without hesitation opened the door, but as soon as one foot stepped on the asphalt, it stopped, because a foul smell permeated the still, cold air. Although I had thought about doing something I had never done before, I couldn't do it, and now it's not training, and the life I chose as a police officer is exactly what it looks like.

What if it's not a hit-and-run? What if it's because of a mentally disturbed guy shooting around with a gun, so everyone is running around? Everyone is hiding in the room, I'm afraid that the Raccoon City Police Headquarters is sending a combat team here, and the couple who are walking and staggering just now is not drinking too much, but because they have been shot, so they went to ask for help......

"Wait! Don't go over! Su Tianzong shouted.

Leon glanced back at Su Tianzong, this trainee policeman was really a rookie, and he didn't have the courage to get out of the car when he saw this kind of scene. "If you're scared, stay in the car."

"No, I mean, you need to bring a gun." Su Tianzong's voice was very calm, and there was no sign of fear.

"Well, you're right, I do need a weapon." Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Leon returned to the jeep. "There's a gun in that storage box in front of you."

Su Tianzong found the Israeli-made weapon in the storage box, a special ten-inch large repeating Desert Eagle 50AE pistol with a body of gun. It was a graduation gift that Leon's father and uncle (both police officers) bought together for him. This gun is more powerful than the standard guns at Raccoon City Police Headquarters, and this big guy is the best gift he's ever received. Su Tianzong handed the gun to Leon and took out a few magazines inside. Leon took the gun in one hand and the other to reload it, and his slightly trembling hand felt the weight of the gun. He then loaded two more spare ones into his fanny pack, as he only had six bullets in one magazine, and he needed a reserve magazine.

"You wait here, don't get out of the car."

"Okay, stay safe, especially in the alleys."

Leon nodded, stepped out of the shadows of the jeep's body, and slowly walked towards the corpse. He always felt that it was dangerous for him to be exposed to the headlights, but the woman was dead, and at least he needed to make sure.

Although the long red hair obscured the face, Leon could clearly tell that it was a young woman after two or three steps. The over-the-knee jeans and flats were still intact, and although the blood-stained shirt obscured the body, there seemed to be a dozen wounds - the wet clothes had torn open, and the bloody muscles underneath could be seen.

Leon took a deep breath, then handed the pistol to his left hand and crouched down beside the female corpse. He reached out and touched the artery next to the corpse's throat. The cold, slippery touch was transmitted to his brain through his fingers, and the steps of the first aid procedure flashed through Leon's mind.

The first is to massage the heart five times, followed by two short rescue breaths, and do the movements without leaving the elbows of the body. Please, you don't want to die.

Because he couldn't feel his pulse, he didn't want to continue. Leon stuck the pistol in his belt. Then he grabbed the other man's shoulder to make sure he was breathing, but he just wanted to lift the female corpse up. He then put it back on the ground, as the sight of blood in front of him made him feel as if something was holding his heart.

The victim's shirt was torn open to reveal his spine and chest, the vertebrae with some flesh left were bright red, and the ribs that made up the woman's curves were mixed with the torn internal tissue. It's like being slammed to the ground and then ...... It's like being torn like crazy. Things that had been thought to be unimportant and understood casually suddenly became clear. True fear swirls like a black vortex in Leon's heart.

It's not a raven. If it's a crow, no matter how long it takes, they won't be able to produce such a result. Ever heard before that crows gather together to eat after the sun goes down? And this rancid smell was not emitted by this woman, because she must have just died......

Man-eating demons, cases of intentional homicide.

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