"KGB agents, always well-informed. Can you tell me how these three women and two men died? Is the murderer a man or a beast? Yulia pulled back the white cloth that had been hidden over the corpses, revealing the five horrific corpses.

Frank Mill frowned, he had seen many dead people, and the death was so terrible, it was the second time in his life that he had seen it. As for the last time I saw it, it was not so long ago in the pine forest on the outskirts of Vladivostok. It's just that the sixty-seven corpses in the pine forest have been frozen by thick frost, and the corpses here, their skin is cracked and peeled off, their muscles are badly rotten, and their white bones are shining with cold light in the dimness, and they are menacing and aggressive. In two completely different places, the corpses were also badly bitten, and the misery was torn out by disembowelment.

Frank Mill carefully observed the corpses of the five rounds, the corpses with hard and yellow muscles exposed, had begun to decompose, emitting a strong smell of corpses, the blood on the corpses was all congealed into ice, the bones were also very badly broken, the tendon tissue was torn and fragmented, and the internal organs were all exposed. It can be seen that the deceased must have suffered unimaginable torture when he was killed.

"By these two days, do you mean the bodies that were only found in the past two days, or did they die in the last two days?" Frankie Mill asked curiously, she didn't understand Yulia's previous words, and she didn't fully understand what she meant.

"That's a good question, they died in the last two days." Yulia's eyes were wide open, and they were about to fall out.

"It can't be! You may be a bioengineer, but that doesn't mean I don't have any common sense. The corpses in front of me didn't look like they had just been dead for three or four days. Frankie Mill's face was full of disbelief.

"That's just the way it is." Yulia clasped her hands in front of her large breast, and did not explain further, her expression serious as if to tell Frankimir that she was not lying.

"These bodies appear to have been dead for at least a dozen days, and if you take into account the cold weather right now, they may have been dead for a month." Frank Miir emphasized.

"I completely agree with you, but it is true that they died in the past two days. I'm sure there were prisoners who spoke to them three days ago, unless you insist that those prisoners had gone to hell too. We also had the same ** as you, after an autopsy, we extracted some catalytic mold from the previous corpse. I think it's these molds that accelerate the decomposition of human tissue, which in turn causes corpses to decay much faster than we think. As for how the mold appeared, further testing is pending. Yulia pouted, looking cute.

"Why did the murderer use these catalysts?" Frankie Mill shook his head in confusion.

"I think maybe this is some kind of experiment, have you heard about the plague catalyst in Austria-Hungary during World War I?"

"Oh! Is that too far away, and there are no more recent cases? It has been almost forty years since the collapse of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Frankimir smiled reluctantly.

"Not long ago, after Texas, California and Mexico joined the New Cassitian movement, the United States appears to have used similar chemical and biological weapons. By dramatically accelerating the decomposition of corpses and wounds, it triggers a large-scale multiplication of harmful germs, causing cross-infection and illness among soldiers, thereby weakening the enemy's viable force. ”

"Those things are only effective in the tropics, and high temperatures can breed a lot of harmful germs, and in the icy and snowy Far East Sea, using this weapon is just a waste of money."

That's why I said, maybe it's some kind of experiment. Although these catalysts, which have reached weapon level, are still in the research stage and have not been equipped with armies or put into combat. ”

"You mean to say that the military is secretly conducting some kind of biochemical experiment?"

"The possibility of such a possibility cannot be ruled out."

"It can't be! Biochemical tests, unlike mechanical industrial tests, like nuclear tests, are not so close to people's living areas, and usually choose inaccessible places. If we have to be close to the living quarters, the test unit has to be brought in to inform all parties, and even if we don't know what they're developing, at least we'll know that there's a trial project going on. What's more, after the new government took office, it stopped biochemical experiments throughout the Soviet Union, and you, as a bioengineer, should not be unaware. ”

"You're right, but how do you explain that? Could it be that a middle school student made it in the school laboratory? I don't think there is a middle school to have enough equipment to grow bacteria. Yulia was a little dissatisfied with Francier's statement, and although he was right, it could not explain what happened to the corpse.

"Have you heard about the outskirts of Vladivostok where many dead bodies have been found?" Frank Mire asked changing the subject.

"We've received the documents." Yulia nodded.

"Do you think there will be a connection?"

"The Secretariat of the Primorsky District Political Committee sent documents saying that in the pine forests of the northern outskirts of Vladivostok, the bodies of more than thirty escaped prisoners were found who had been frozen to death in the cold winter while absconding to avoid being pursued, and were later attacked by Russian wolves. It is said that this happened because the wind and snow were so strong at night that it collapsed an old house in the Gulag. They are already trying to apply for a budget to renovate the facilities in the Gulag. At the same time, we must also take precautions and strengthen our precautions to avoid similar incidents from happening again. What Yulia said was very different from what Frankimir knew.

"What? What the? Frankimir thinks he misheard.

That's what it says in the document I sent. I don't think there should be any connection with what happened here, the fugitives are not from our '2371', I heard that they are prisoners of '2366' in the east of Vladivostok. ”

Obviously sixty-seven corpses, how did they become more than thirty? They may be prisoners, but is it possible that so many people escaped at the same time and went completely undetected? If the prison break really happened, why did the Ministry of Public Security, the KGB and the State Security Service not receive any information. They were obviously bitten alive, why did they become frozen to death? Everyone can see that such a scar is very different from the scar caused by the Russian wolf. Those coroners who are knowledgeable and skilled are definitely not fools.

Frankimir touched his chin and lowered his head in silent contemplation, his face solemn and many things that he couldn't figure out. Is this a blatant lie, or is there another reason for it?

Yulia saw the strangeness on Frankimir's face, which made her feel a little puzzled, and then asked, "Do you think there is a connection between the two?" ”

"No, as you say, it's too far-fetched to link these events together." Frankimir didn't say anything about his doubts, he knew that even if he did, Yulia wouldn't believe it.

"Didn't the KGB ever encounter something like this? I thought you were always aware of all the strange things in the world. ”

"With all due respect, I really don't know. Although we are called secret police, we are not much different from ordinary police officers, except for some special work. We are not novelists who write Arabian Nights, how can we know so many strange things. ”

"Thank you for being so honest with me."

"It sounds, it's like some kind of sarcasm."

"Is there one? You must be mistaken. ”

"Well, take it as a compliment to me. There's one more question I want to ask, is that okay? ”

"If it has anything to do with these dead bodies, of course you can."

"Is there a wolf or a polar bear or something? You just mentioned the Russian wolf. ”

"How could there be! The Gulag here is not a zoo, and there are only a few hunting dogs guarding the door. ”

"So here, in the Gulag, or among the people who can come in and out of the Gulag. Is there anyone who is so burly that he can tear a person apart like this and tear out all the internal organs? Judging from the wounds, there are no metal cuts on the body of the deceased, in other words, the murderer did not use murder weapons such as axes and machetes. ”

"Maybe an extremely cruel thug." Yulia stared at the dead body, her mind trying to remember everyone she had seen in the Gulag.

Frankimir was right, if it wasn't for the beast, the murderer must have been a burly and powerful man, and ordinary people could not have such great power.

"Do you think I'm cruel enough? I mean, I don't dare say I'm strong. In fact, I don't think I can find a few people with arm strength above me. No one knows whether Frank Mire is humble or arrogant.

"Hmph, you're so modest." Yulia smiled stiffly, she took off her glasses, wiped the lenses with the corners of her white coat, and brought them back to the high bridge of her nose.

"You look embarrassed on my face." Frankie Mill shrugged.

"Really?" Yulia opened her eyes wide again, which seemed to be a habit of hers.

"I'm just trying to make a metaphor like I'm the thug and you're the victim. Maybe I could easily tear off the blue embroidered bra inside your white uniform, but to tear your huge boobs, and tear your lungs and organs out, I don't think I have the ability to do that, even if I tried my best to breastfeed. Your boobs are much bigger than this corpse, bigger than her head. I'm sorry, but I just want to say that I don't think it's going to do anything to slow down the impact. ”

"I'm disgusted that you use such metaphors." Yulia's face showed a hint of anger.

"Forgive me for my presumptuousness, if anything offends you, just because you are so beautiful. I just want to show that the methods used by the murderer are extremely cruel and completely insane. But before that, the murderer must also have the capital that can make him cruel. If this is really done by humans, then the murderer must be burly, and it is enough for us to recognize him at a glance. As he spoke, Frankimir took off his prison gown, revealing his perfect muscles.

A strong physique, a perfect body, smooth skin, bulging muscles, and broad shoulders exude endless masculine charm. This is the most instinctive beauty of human beings, and any woman will be captured by this masculine beauty, catalyzing the most primitive desires in her heart.