“Does it feel better now?”

Kelin Tiri sucked her small and delicate pipe and spitted a cigarette ring at Todd beside her.

The latter's huge body sat on the head of the bed, holding his head hunched, as if he had aged ten years old after a dream.

The last scene of the dream kept wandering in his mind, and his heart hurt as if it was about to crack.

What does the coroner and the room full of corpses mean? The relatives who have been pursuing for a long time are no longer alive.

A bleak life finally sent out a ray of hope, but it was ruthlessly extinguished.

Compared to the physical pain that had been seriously injured and dying, this inner torture made him even more painful.

However, the will he tempered in his long-term mercenary career made him force himself and quickly get rid of his bad emotions.

"Sorry, I'm going to let you laugh." Todd's eyes were covered with bloodshots, his voice was hoarse as if he had been seriously ill. He suddenly stood up.

"I can understand," Bu Mengzhe spat out a mouthful of cigarettes, his eyes blank, as if he remembered the unbearable past. "Nothing is more painful than losing a loved one, and this pain can never be cured."

The two of them were silent for a moment.

"Master Roy is still downstairs, don't let him wait too long."

"Um."

Todd turned his back and was dizzy in a trance. The man with a blurry body seemed to flash in front of him. His fingertips tightly into the flesh in his palm.

"When I find Aisha. No matter who he is, I will pay blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts and blood debts!"

...

Nuocheng was covered with an orange gauze dress, and the sky was approaching the evening.

The witch hunters and mercenaries rushed to the morgue without stopping.

But I found two soldiers guarding the door with long swords on their waists.

This is quite abnormal. Under normal circumstances, Novigre will not assign duty to the morgue.

After all, the deceased who were transported to the morgue would be first removed by the corpse collector, and the rest would be unprofitable.

As for those who are psychopathic and have ill-intentioned attempts to corpses, naturally, there are coroners and his assistants to drive them away.

There is no need to mobilize soldiers.

The witch hunter exchanged glances with Todd.

"What are you two doing?!" The young soldier with his left hand glanced at the two casually, reached out to stop them, and scolded sternly, "Hide me away, don't come over and cause trouble. Now the morgue is strictly prohibited from entering and leaving the morgue."

"Good afternoon, the guardian of Eternal Fire, I am Roy, the witch hunter of the snake sect." The witch took a step forward, and the dark gold's pupils swept across several people, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"This friend's relative has encountered an accident and the body is lying inside. Can you please let us go in and see her?"

The soldier's eyes swept at the snake pendant between his neck, and his face suddenly became ugly, but he still stubbornly blocked the door and stretched his neck.

"Snake Sect Witch Hunter, we have never offended you. Please don't make things difficult for us... Not long ago, a murder occurred in the morgue, which is of great importance. I hope you understand."

He emphasized his tone on "will".

"I understand, you can't do it, right? The two brothers were tired after being exposed to the sun for a day... You should know that the witch hunter is best at searching clues. Maybe I can help the 'Great Eternal Fire' a little bit?"

"You might as well talk about what happened in it first? I will help investigate later and be exempted from commissions. If you can find a little clue for the two, you will be commended by Chief Schappeller."

The two soldiers exchanged their eyes and were quite moved.

But there was still a little hesitation.

Seeing this, Roy blinked at the man beside him. The latter immediately understood and threw out money shells that were more powerful and more secure than the Akshifa Seal. The two soldiers completely surrendered, revealing the reason for martial law.

Two days ago, the coroner and his assistant were found dead in the morgue. It was strange, or inexplicable. The soldiers of Eternal Fire have not yet discovered the whereabouts of the murderer.

Roy felt an ominous premonition in his heart. In Todd's dream, Elsa appeared in the morgue, and the coroner passed away on the spot.

"Coincidence? Or is there some connection between the two incidents?"

After a while, the two continued to use money to open the way and successfully entered the morgue.

The soldiers also stopped when they saw the good news. After explaining some precautions and the situation in the room, they took the money to go to the Spear Cave for fun.

As a commercial capital, Novigre, the city of freedom, is pursuing interests, life, interpersonal communication, everything is inseparable from money.

...

The morgue is lower than the horizontal ground and is almost the underground layer, which is more conducive to the preservation of corpses, and its walls are thicker to isolate the heat from the outside world.

It is completely different from the sunny outside and the warm climate. The morgue is cold and humid inside. Torches are hung on the gray-black walls on both sides, and braziers are standing, swaying dim flames.

As soon as a person passes by, his shadow hits the wall, and is stretched by the fire, and his yin energy is tremendous.

The morgue is divided into six small rooms, with a complex structure, some like the cave where Sharma lives in the deep mountains, surrounded by a pungent smell of medical preservatives, as well as the rotten smell of flesh and blood and fishy smell.

Roy and Todd walked straight forward for about half a minute, passing empty wooden beds along the way, most of which were tilted and missing a corner, and obviously had been hit by a huge force not long ago.

The footprints on the ground nearby were messy, and there was splashing blood on the walls and pillars.

Open the witch hunter's senses and you can clearly see several crossed flesh and blood ribbons.

Very fresh, just these two days.

"Obviously, the coroner struggled to resist before his death, but unfortunately the perpetrator was too powerful, and he could not resist."

"More than ten wooden beds weighing more than fifty pounds are touched in a mess. If a normal person dares to play like this, he will damage his body joints."

On the edge of the wooden bed, the witch hunter discovered some broken dander, which belonged to humans.

The murderer or the coroner?

After checking and analyzing the whole way, the witch hunter came to the innermost room, paused, and then pressed the slightly trembling pendant between his neck.

Well, there is a situation.

"You are the corpse collector here, Quasimodo?"

A middle-aged man with a hunched back and a haggard body appeared in Roy's sight. He was wearing a dirty and smelly apron and a mask, fiddling with a pot of transparent liquid.

The witch hunter's nose moved, which was a medical preservative.

According to the explanation of the guard at the door, after the coroner and assistant died two days ago, Novigre's corpse collector Quasimodo temporarily took on the morgue business until the next coroner was transferred from Ossenfort Medical College.

The middle-aged man seemed to be startled, turned around and looked at the two of them strangely, pulled down his mask, "Yes, I am Quasimodo, who are the two?"

"This is the family of the dead, and I, a witch hunter, helps Eternal Fire find clues."

The demon hunter explained according to the agreed speech while looking at the person in front of him - he should have been born with a deformity, not a hunchback caused by long-term fatigue. He was ugly, with a few sparse black hair on his head, eyes the size of rice grains, garlic nose, and a mouthful of yellow and rotten teeth, which could stop a child from crying at night.

Moreover, when he heard the witch hunter introduce himself, his eyes flashed a little and was captured by Roy.

Quasimodo?

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Identity: The corpse collector

…

This honor is too shocking. According to Roy's idea, it is a little better than Kaiyan.

And there are many hidden diseases on the body, probably because they live in a cold and humid environment for a long time.

The physical fitness is very ordinary.

Roy said, "We need to check the body again..."

There was obvious suspicion flashing across his hunchbacked face, but for some reason, he cleverly chose to obey, pointing out the location of the coroner and assistant, and placed it on the two beds on the outermost side of the room, covered with white cloth.

Under the white cloth are two bloody corpses, which can be vaguely distinguished from two human males, one of whom is thirty-four or five years old and the other is seventeen or eighteen years old.

Todd whispered to the witch hunter, and went to another room to look for Elsa.

Roy stayed in place to examine the body, the first thing he noticed was the dark, empty eye sockets of the deceased - their eyeballs were taken away.

Next was the suture marks covered with all over the body. It was obvious that Quasimodo had conducted a detailed autopsy on the two.

"I rarely see such a strange way of death..." Behind the hunchback, two yellow eyes, one big and one small, turned strange light, "The whole body is covered with wounds, and the wounds are very complicated, including fractures, cutting tools, and... the wounds left by teeth gnawing."

"Bitting teeth?"

Roy happened to find a bite on the deceased's face and head - a piece of flesh was missing on his side and half a scalp was missing on his forehead. However, based on the shape of the remaining tooth marks, he concluded that the attacker was not a beast such as a wolf, a bear or a monster like a ghoul, but a human.

Who is so crazy?

It's not like simply killing the coroner - the attackers are torture them.

"How is the internal situation of the body?" Roy asked again after looking at his body surface.

Quasimodo paused and swallowed, "There are some missing internal organs. Do you want to see it with your own eyes?"

The witch hunter nodded, took the scalpel, and opened it again to confirm.

Five minutes later, he sewed the wound neatly like a zipper and took off his bloody gloves.

The coroner and assistant did not find any chaotic energy that caused the badge to shake, but the internal organs did have creepy missing and chewing marks.
To be continued...