"Ha...you forced me...this is you forced me..."

A male voice echoed in a not-so-high room.

This is one of the dormitory buildings of a university.

The boy stared at his masterpiece with empty eyes, grinning upwards while murming something nervously.

In front of me were several stitched corpses, both men and women, both around twenty years old.

After standing for a while, the boy suddenly squatted down with his head and began to whimper continuously.

"It's not my fault...it's not my fault..."

"Why do you have to do this...Why do you have to do this to me...Why..."

The whimper echoed for a long time.

"This is a dream...I'm still dreaming..."

"It must be a dream..."

"Dad...Mom..."

Pick.

...

Pick.

...

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground continued to resound in the room for a long time.

Is it blood?

Or tears.

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[Thanks for listening to Bailu City Golden Voice Radio Station.]

[Today is February 16, 2045, New Year's Eve, the weather is sunny and the temperature has risen slightly.]

[As the saying goes, the end of the year, and the end of the year is approaching, I hope you and your relatives and friends will be happy to meet again on the day of the year.]

【Below is the recent news time.】

[At 3 pm on February 12, 2045, Bailu City Mayor Yuan Chongyue spoke on the progress of collective culture construction in the city, and praised the Dongyuan Community, which performed well, and wished the community owners a happy New Year's Eve and welcomed the spring.]

[At 9 a.m. on February 12, 2045, Shrike Group successfully held a press conference at the location of the Bailu City branch to make relevant announcements on the development progress of this specific influenza vaccine.]

[At 4 a.m. on February 13, 2045, a male student at Bailu Medical University was found jumping off a building in his dormitory and committed suicide. It is reported that the police confirmed that he was suspected of a vicious kidnapping and murder, so this behavior may be a suicide due to fear of crime.]

In the afternoon, in the small room, an old radio was randomly placed in a corner of the reception table, and female voices with standard accents were constantly coming out, accompanied by the sounds of sizzling from time to time.

"Hey... I can't really lose a little more?"

Lin Sheng sat on the side of the table, his eyes twitchingly at the greasy man in front of him who always kept a business-style smile.

"Mr. Lin, it is definitely not appropriate to compare the service fees of the public funeral home with the prices of our surrounding services."

The air conditioner was operating in the room, and Lin Sheng saw the other party pulling out a tissue from under the table to wipe the oil stains on his forehead, and then turned back to his smile.

"I just asked you to collect a body and send it to the funeral home. After burning it, pour the ashes into the sea. Apart from the cost of the funeral home, you just need about 10,000 yuan?"

"That's right, Mr. Lin, it's around the Spring Festival now. We need to send additional staff to complete the process for you. The cost is naturally not low, but don't worry..."

The smiling man said as if he was about to take out something from under the table. Then, a somewhat yellowed photo was placed in front of Lin Sheng.

There are five men in suits and ties, each wearing a pair of sunglasses and a hat with a ceremonial characteristics. The black skin cannot cover up his slightly arrogant expression. Just looking at it is enough to make people feel at ease about his professionalism in related fields.

"Mr. Lin, what is different from other places is that we have a very professional and international funeral team, so we can ensure that the memorial ceremony of your friends will be very grand, and it will leave memories related to it and will never be forgotten for everyone present. Of course, you can rest assured that this service is a gift, no extra cost."

Looking at the photo of a black man carrying a coffin, Lin Sheng felt that the corners of his eyes were twitching even more...

"No need, I just want to handle this matter quietly... Besides, no one will participate."

"This is your fault. Even if your friend has few relatives and friends, isn't this at least you still have?"

"Really not."

Lin Sheng was a little amused and crying when he held the photo.

The smiling man was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

After a while.

"Well... Although it may be a bit pretentious to say this, the friend you are talking about... could it be you, right?"

"Oh, ten thousand is only ten thousand, but this bonus service is not needed. At that time, just ask someone to sprinkle me into the sea next to the suburbs and you'll be done."

Lin Sheng was too lazy to continue to get involved in this issue. It was barely enough to make up all the money now, but there was no surplus grain to be reborn and donated in his welfare home.

"Sorry, you look quite healthy, so I didn't think about that. Let's do this, I'll give you two thousand yuan. This is the limit for me to make the decision."

It seemed to be sympathy for the man in front of him who had no relatives or friends and had to give him a funeral after running away. The smiling man relaxed for the first time in his career.

"Okay, thank you."

Lin Sheng was not polite, after all, the business relationship between the two parties was only this time.

After signing the agreement and paying the relevant fees, Lin Sheng walked out of this private shop called "One-stop Professional Funeral" and walked towards the bus stop.

Just like what the smiling man said, just looking at his appearance, it is hard to see that Lin Sheng is already dying.

But he himself knew very well that his symptoms of consciousness withdrawal were very serious and probably not a few days later, so he came to the city today to arrange for himself what happened behind him.

Faced with the upcoming finish line, Lin Sheng's mentality was relatively calm.

People like them who are "cursed" will always have one or another ending, and only a very small number of people can die peacefully.

Arriving at the platform, I was bored waiting time.

Lin Sheng wrapped his windbreaker tightly, and then looked across the road with some curiosity.

If I remember correctly, it was a medical school, and the location was pretty good. There were usually bustling crowds of people at the school gate.

But at this time it seemed a little deserted.

Several policemen were walking back and forth at the school gate, driving away the onlookers and cordoning the area.

The red and blue headlights on the police car on the side flashed alternately, allowing more pedestrians to subconsciously avoid them.

"Is there something wrong inside...?"

Lin Sheng suddenly recalled the radio she heard in the funeral shop just now, but that was already three days ago. Now he is still holding a cordon, and it seems that there is a new situation again.

But it doesn't matter to him whether he eats melons or not. Now he just wants to get in the car and go back to his small nest in the suburbs as soon as possible, and then have a good night's sleep.

The same moment.

Bailu Medical University dormitory building, in rooms 641.

"Chen Zai, I tell you, it's really evil. The student before... wasn't it just like this that sewing the bodies of a few people into messy messes, just like what we see now."

A police officer whispered to his companion next to him.

"Indeed... this is the second time this cleaning company has discovered in the past week. She was the last time the reporter reported the case, and she was also in this dormitory building."

The policeman named Chen nodded.

"I know, if it weren't for the analysis and judging that she really had no motivation or conditions, Team Zhang would have thought that she was one of the suspects. This would be too damn evil."

Having talked about this, a man in the police uniform who looked about three or five years old and looked haggard, suddenly stepped in from outside the door.

"Captain Zhang, you are here."

Seeing the man coming in, the people present looked back.

Zhang Er nodded to the people present and then looked at the location of the incident.

"The staff from the Criminal Technology Office are here. Let the photographer take a picture and record the on-site situation, and then let the physical, chemical and biological inspection team and trace inspection team complete the information collection as soon as possible."

Not long ago, the police received a call from the school cleaning staff, saying that they found a headless body while conducting a screening for school closure.

Fortunately, it is now before the Chinese New Year, and most of the students have left school for a long time, so this incident did not cause much riots.

Zhang Er carefully stepped on the temporary passage built on the site, then looked at the location of the body and frowned.

The corpse itself is very strange and has no head. Judging from the torso, it is obviously a woman, but the left hand comes from a relatively strong man, and the right hand is very thin. It should be taken from a teenager, and the legs also have different sources.

But these parts were pieced together and sewn together to form a very inconsistent whole.

Two forensic doctors were squatting around the body for recording. When Zhang Er came over, one of them got up and walked up.

"Lao Qian, what's the situation? It looks almost the same as the case two days ago."

"Yes, just like before, the identity of the deceased is unknown and the age cannot be judged. At first glance, all parts should come from people of different ages and genders." Forensic Qin replied.

"That means that we can consider including the previous dismemberment case?"

"It's OK, it's just..."

Forensic Qian felt a little embarrassed when he said this.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that the other party wanted to speak but stopped, Zhang Er asked in confusion:

"As before, it is obvious that the murderer divided the limbs of several victims and pieced them together again. Analyze and compare the DNA to see if the source of the various parts of the body this time overlaps with the last one. By the way, has the last autopsy report come out?"

"It's almost done."

"What's the result? Are there information about those victims?"

"This...the problem lies here..."

Forensic Qian took off the latex gloves from his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Those few body parts that obviously come from different people..."
Chapter completed!