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"It's all blood."

Gu Bin wrinkled his nose, such a hideous and terrifying torture instrument was sending a pungent bloody gas into his nostrils, Rao had seen the bloody and terrifying scenes many times with his own eyes, but at this time, Gu Bin was also a little unbearable This smell that had accumulated for an unknown amount of time before it was generated.

He could probably use his imagination to reconstruct what had happened on this torture instrument.

While examining the girl's body in the basement, Gu Bin noticed the peculiar distribution of the real wounds on her body.

The corpse had more or less wounds on its back, arms, legs and feet, although each of these wounds was very hideous, but they were not fatal, from these wounds, Gu Bin could see that the executioner must be extremely familiar with the human body, such a rough attack method did not touch any vital point, but at the same time it could bring great pain to the other party.

"Those people were hanged here?"

"Not exactly."

Gu Bin answered Zhao Yan's question: "To be precise, the real fatal injuries are not these physical traumas at all, but some other things. ”

"The report they sent at the time was basically the same as the situation on the corpse in the basement, and since the climate in this reality copy is similar to summer, it can naturally rule out that the soldier died due to the temperature." Gu Bin explained to Zhao Yan in a low voice, he placed the mechanical fox with Zhao Yan's soul aside, and began to examine his metal limbs that had been damaged in the chaos just now.

"No problem...... It can be fixed in a moment. Zhao Yan's voice was very calm: "You can continue." ”

Gu Bin raised his gaze and met the mechanical fox's green eyes for a second, then turned back to the iron arm that had been visibly bent in the collision: "Since the executioner wants to make the deceased feel fear, pain, and despair, there must be something to match it in the whole ritual. ”

"When examining the body, there was one thing that struck me as strange, and that was the wound in the palm of the deceased's hand." , Gu Bin's gaze was a little wandering, he raised a hand and lightly swiped it in the palm of his hand: "I am too familiar with this kind of wound, it is a blade, slipping through this side, the palm of the hand just holds it, and the blade cuts the flesh at the same time, and it also stops." ”

Then he pointed to his abdomen: "At this point of the corpse, there is a penetrating wound, and the wound corresponding to the back is relatively small, which is obviously slender and curved. ”

"It's like the tip of a scythe."

Gu Bin stood up, looked at the wooden shelf and said, "So what kind of scene is that?" ”

"The deceased was hung on an iron hook, and the butcher watching her might have left her field of vision, so she began to struggle, but at this time, something like a sickle appeared in front of her, and made her feel threatened, so even if it hurt, she had to use her hand to grasp the blade that threatened her life." , Gu Bin stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, and his fingers stopped for a moment on the thick black blood stains in the middle of it: "But after all, the manpower is limited, and with the blood loss, she soon lost the ability to resist, so the blade was out of her control, easily pierced her body, and completed the whole ritual." ”

Speaking of this, Gu Bin stretched out his hands to the iron hook above the wooden shelf: "According to the flow of the entire ceremony, it should be divided into three steps, first of all, hunting. ”

Zhao Yan saw Gu Bin's fingers clasping a steel plate at the junction of the iron hook and the wooden shelf, and before he could ask, he heard Gu Bin continue: "In this process, it is actually the accumulation process of fear and the accumulation process of hope, the former comes from the butcher, and the latter comes from the retreat left for us. ”

His right hand touched two cold bumps, and a hint appeared in his brain.

After getting the expected answer, he showed a satisfied smile, turned his head to Zhao Yan and said, "The second step is the beginning of the ritual, with the help of this kind of frame to bind the victim, in the process, it may include the application of injuries and threats against all kinds of senses. ”

As he spoke, Gu Bin walked behind a pile of construction waste and rummaged through it, but his business floated intermittently: "In the end, it is their ultimate goal, to take away the tortured and painful souls, and this process is the most technical...... I have to say that judging from all the processes that can be guessed at the moment, this gang is definitely going through the technical flow of violence. ”

As he spoke, he came back to Zhao Yan's face, but in his hand he was carrying a dusty rope and a plastic sheet.

"Don't move!" As he spoke, he quickly combined the rope with the plastic sheet, and then tied Zhao Yan up like a rice dumpling.

"You're like this, how can I move?"

"God says as if you can move." , Gu Bin replied to him disdainfully, and then hung this extremely rough temporary burden on his back, however, just as he said the extremely familiar three-character oral fetish, he suddenly remembered something.

Gu Bin shook his head gently, he reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, but there was a strange confusion in his brain: "Why does this mouth fetish give me such a ...... Odd? ”

There was a sudden flapping of wings from above, and Gu Bin immediately interrupted his train of thought, refocused his attention on the situation in front of him, and vigilantly leaned forward along the high wall.

……

Among the trees, Liang Chuansheng was trembling and hiding his body behind two trees, those messy weeds sticking through the cracks in his clothes, the tips of the grass piercing his body brought a faint tingling and itching, and the unbearable touch in the past could not attract his attention at this time.

He almost held his breath.

The sound of the heart beating in his chest almost made Liang Chuansheng crazy, and he felt that the beating sound of the heart was almost revealing his position!

"Smack!"

The sound of the branch breaking came from his right side, which made him almost shrink himself into a ball!

Of course he knew what the sound was.

Liang Chuansheng had already seen the process of making that sound, it was the burly murderer who gently waved the machete in his hand, and easily destroyed the bushes and branches that were enough to stop Liang Chuansheng from moving, he didn't dare to imagine what it would be like for such a knife to fall on him.

Then he remembered that the night before, the butcher had stepped on the girl's back and silently swung his machete at her, and he had not made a sound the whole time, and there was no laugh or triumph or pleasure that he had expected, and the murderer was as if he were performing some sacred ritual, pious and fanatical.

But no matter what kind of attitude he had to do this kind of thing, Liang Chuansheng didn't want to try it himself.

Waves of fear hit his brain and heart, gradually engulfing his mind.

"Smack!"

Liang Chuansheng almost fainted, he didn't know if the butcher had seen him, because his shadow had overlapped with the shadows of the two trees that blocked his figure, and this time, the sound of the butcher chopping branches and bushes was almost ringing in his ears!

He could smell the stench and blood that was close at hand, and he could hear the heavy breathing coming from under the mask.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

His left hand pressed against his chest, his right hand over his mouth and nose, and his eyes almost popped out.

Time seemed to stop flowing at this moment, and he didn't dare to lift his eyes or glance to the side, only staring at the vague shadow reflected from the other side, expecting his departure.

His wish seemed to have been fulfilled, and after an unknown amount of time, the shadow finally resumed its movements, moving towards the end of the woods, separating from the shadows of the trees in a matter of seconds, and disappearing from the sight of Liang Chuansheng.

Liang Chuansheng still didn't dare to move at all, he seemed to have been scared stupid, just kept that action and hid in the shadows of the trees, not daring to make the slightest movement.

The sound of heartbeat and panic gradually diminished and gradually became mild......

His ears finally got a brief peace, cold sweat flowed down Liang Chuansheng's face like a floodgate, he felt difficult to breathe, and then realized that his right hand covering his mouth and nose used too much force, and he was almost suffocating himself to death.

He shuddered and removed his right hand and carefully took a breath.

"Boom!"

The loud heartbeat suddenly exploded, and Liang Chuansheng's movements instantly stopped in mid-air, and at 0.5 seconds, he screamed like crazy, jumped up directly from the spot, and rushed towards the other side in a panic.

A machete stabbed through the gap between the two trees, but it left a startling scar on the trunk of the tree on the left, and a miserable white mask appeared between the two trees, he did not make any sound, as if he did not care about the failure of his attack just now, this burly shadow took a step, bypassed the tree, and strode in the direction of the prey to flee.

In his field of vision, everything was shrouded in red fluorescence, and what Liang Chuansheng didn't know was that on the path he had just escaped, those faint footprints and weeds broken by his movements showed a piercing bright red in the eyes of his pursuers, and these reds were like human blood, leading the ruthless hunter to the overwhelmed fleeer......