Like the right arm, there are intertwined wounds, and there are also life and death injuries.

Liu Qingshan has arranged for people to mark the serial number for four plastic bags.

The third bag contains the left arm.

It was still covered with scars, but Chen Yan discovered something different at a glance.

The skin color of this arm is different from the right arm just now.

What Chen Yan just saw was that the skin tone of the right arm and the right leg was the same, but the skin tone of the left arm seemed to be lighter.

I stretched out my finger and gently pressed it, but the skin did not rebound and it was a little cold.

Chen Yan took out his arm from the black plastic bag, and there was a slight cold air.

It was actually frozen!

Moreover, there is a significant difference between the size and color of the arm and the right arm just now.

These corpses...

Not belonging to the same person!

Liu Qingshan, who was following Chen Yan, was slightly stunned.

Although these four bags were opened, Liu Qingshan had not opened them and looked at them.

So this exception was not found.

At this moment, seeing that Chen Yan's left arm was obviously different from that in his hand, Liu Qingshan's face suddenly changed.

"Chen Yan, this...is not a person?!"
Chapter completed!