Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1938 Flood Service Provider

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When Lin Sanjiu recognized the shape of the hat, she immediately jumped forward and fell into the puddle. The water splashed all over, and she turned around, still feeling a hot pain on her back, it was obviously scratched by something-too late to turn her head to look, Lin Sanjiu kicked backwards while the man took two steps back At that time, he jumped on the ground.

At the back of the alley, in a place out of the light, a black shadow stood erect.

The man stepped back into the shadows and wore a hat again to make it difficult for people to see his face; however, when he went down, he found that he could not hit the woman, and seemed surprised; then the man gasped for a while. , Turned around and rushed into the darkness behind him, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to chase him, he stopped abruptly. In the alley ahead, the rainy night was solidified into a thick blackness, and there was nothing to see.

At this time, she has lost her ability, and the other party has a long knife...

Gasping for breath, Lin Sanjiu touched the wound on her back; fortunately, she reacted quickly just now, except that her clothes and a layer of skin were torn. It's just that although the injury is not serious, blood is oozing fiercely, and he touches every hand.

Looking at the dark alley, Lin Sanjiu hesitated, wondering what happened to the young man—the man who was tall and sturdy just now would not be any of the evolutionaries; she wanted to scream, but suddenly remembered that she had never been I have asked the young man’s name, but I don’t even know what to call it.

After listening for a moment, the alley was just silent, there were no voices, and no screams. On the contrary, more and more pedestrians gathered on the road behind him. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while, turned around and walked under the light of the dim street lamp, and followed the crowd of buzzing discussion to the place where the commotion occurred.

The rain flew down in the yellow light, and the wet road was glowing. One after another people squeezed into a circle, surrounded by the end of the road, and even several carriages were pushed away; like a frightened bee colony, this large group of people whispered, pushed and squeezed, From time to time, the pale person fell to the ground.

Relying on his own strength, Lin Sanjiu unceremoniously pushed the people in the way aside and squeezed into the front row despite the complaints and protests of the people around him.

The police\chat is still on the way, no one maintains order. But everyone unknowingly kept a long distance from the dead person on the ground, as if they were all shocked by this tragic death—"Hurry up, someone fainted", "Don't "Let a woman come over and see" and so on, low and pale, filled with the sound of rain.

Under the half-dark night, it seemed at first glance that it was just a blood-stained human figure, as if someone had thrown a few ropes on his body. But when Lin Sanjiu took a few steps closer and took a closer look, he finally saw clearly—

The corpse wrapped in rags on the upper body was deeply cut open from the throat to the lower abdomen; the greasy internal organs, which were lucky to have not been mashed into blood, shone wet in the night lights. Several other organs were excavated and thrown on the rain-filled ground, like a mass of smashed mud—from the information provided by the young man, Lin Sanjiu knew that it should be the uterus and kidney of the deceased.

The skirt of the corpse was gone, her legs spread wide, and the flesh and blood between the roots of her legs gurgled out, and the blood hole was torn out by someone. As for the few "ropes", they were just **** intestines pulled out of her belly, which seemed to stretch out endlessly, and lay on the dead person in circles.

Even after seeing a lot of misfortunes, Lin Sanjiu still couldn't help but feel nauseated-she swallowed a puff of acid in her throat and eyes, and before turning around and walking out of the crowd, she glanced at it one last time, and was stunned.

…The body is not Anne Chapman.

Did Annie run away?

Lin Sanjiu was puzzled for a while, and hurriedly squeezed away from the crowd. When she was about to go back to the dark alley just now to take a look, she walked a few steps, but met two familiar, stunned faces-it was Brother Tudou.

"What's the matter?" When my brother saw Lin Sanjiu, he immediately asked, "What happened before?"

"A prostitute died, and it should be the killer who did it."

The brothers blinked blankly, expressions blank, as if they didn't understand them at all.

Lin Sanjiu sighed and didn't want to tell them more. He just asked, "Have you seen that young man?"

"I saw it," the younger brother stared at Lin Sanjiu, and replied: "We just heard the commotion. We came over here and happened to run into him. He seemed to be looking for you everywhere."

After asking for directions, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly searched for him, but he did not see the young man; he wanted to go back and ask the Tudou brothers, but found that they were also missing. At this time, more and more people gathered on this road, and the police and chaser finally arrived. The whistle and the sound of carriages and horses in the rain curtain were everywhere—Lin Sanjiu searched for a while, but no one found it. Simply walked back to the residence of the Dalton brothers.

It didn't seem to be a problem when chasing Anne Chapman all the way out, but when I walked back step by step, the road seemed longer and longer. When she finally reached the door of the apartment, when she was about to push the door to enter, there was a sudden "Hey!"

Lin Sanjiu turned his head and found that it was the coachman in the next room. His bright round head came out, sparsely scattered with a few clumps of curly hair; the whole round head rose to crimson, and a breath of wine came out.

"Carol, what did you sneak back for?" After he drank, he laughed again: "Did you know that Mr. Dalton just left and came back to steal things?"

Lin Sanjiu just remembered that her identity here is a prostitute|girl.

The round-headed coachman seemed to be very concerned about Dalton's financial situation, and while asking Lin Sanjiu if he had got the money, he looked inside the house with his head. When he mentioned to Lin Sanjiu that his wife was also engaged in the skin and flesh business, hoping that she could introduce her, the latter finally couldn't help but raised his foot into the door, shutting his voice out with a "boom".

No candles were lit in the living room, and it was so dark that you could not see your fingers. Lin Sanjiu fumbled to the position of the candle, opened the drawer again and found the matches, which were lit one by one.

When the flames lighted up, she glanced around the room and saw that nothing was wrong. Only then did she relax her tight nerves a little bit-she was really fed up with the darkness.

She walked to the couch, threw her body into the couch, and then let out a long breath.

The rain outside the window, the occasional candle wick "slap", the faint human voice from somewhere, the damp musty smell, the smell of horse urine aroused by the rain...I don't know how long she was alone. Sitting on the sofa, in this absolutely uncomfortable environment, quietly feeling the exhaustion flowing through my blood vessels.

The person who attacked her tonight is probably Jack the Ripper. Annie was supposed to be the third deceased, maybe because of their intervention, now the third deceased was replaced by another person—he killed five people in history, and now there are three dead; seeing this homicide experience The game will soon be over.

From the physical point of view, no evolutionary is likely to be Jack the Ripper. Since the people around her are not assassins, she has nothing to worry about; as for catching assassins, since it is not a necessary condition to end the game, she naturally does not have that much interest-let the young man worry about it!

Determined, Lin Sanjiu leaned back on the sofa, feeling that in the past few days, his nerves finally had a chance to relax. She rested for a while, perhaps because her spirit was relaxed, and she was a little hungry—when she was in the mountain village before, she and the gift package changed their way to eat, and the appetite had already been cultivated. After a while, no grains of rice were added. , I'm really not used to it.

Thinking of this, she looked around and found that the brown bread that the young man had bought was wrapped in a piece of kraft paper and was thrown on the low table. He ate half of it, and there was another one that he hadn't moved. When Lin Sanjiu reached for it, he bent over and slipped the copper plate out of his jacket pocket, and rolled into the dark sofa.

She cast her gaze down the copper plate, facing a snow-white face.