Ruins And Search

On the second day of the town, the air is surprisingly fresh, the grass is greener, the flowers on the roadside are more gorgeous, and the pedestrians on the road with umbrellas of various colors make up this warm A beautiful view of the town.

But everyone in the town was talking about two topics.

The barbarians, the largest gangsters in the town, were wiped out, and the golden beam of light that shocked the sky last night.

And the place where the vision broke out was the gang headquarters.

Obviously there must be a connection between the two.

One of them would be enough to be the talk of the town, let alone two together.

At the moment, the headquarters of the gang leader was completely in ruins.

More than a dozen police cars and medical vehicles stopped around the manor cordon.

Almost all the police officers in the town were mobilized. Dozens of police officers and auxiliary police officers used instruments to search and record all useful information in the ruins. Unfortunately, it was raining continuously, and the pattering rainwater mingled with blood, seriously affecting the inspection work.

In front of the ruins of the manor, all the high level police officers from the chief and deputy chief were present.

It can be seen how sensational this case is.

The white deputy director held an umbrella and sighed: "God, I have lived for so many years and handled many cases, but I have never seen such a scene."

"Yeah, it's too shocking."

The rest of the police officers, including the chief, nodded in sympathy.

It is not uncommon for them to have seen scenes where gangs exchanged fire and caused countless casualties, but this time it was far more than before. The entire 4,000-square-meter manor was potholed and messy, with hundreds of dead bodies showing fear, and only standing Four or five dead bodies were nailed to the wall by a steel bar.

That's not something guns can do.

In particular, the center of the ruined manor is a huge deep pit with a diameter of more than 50 meters. The rock formation on the surface of the pit is crystallized, which is obviously not something ordinary thermal weapons can do.

"Director, according to our preliminary inspection, we know that there are 382 dead bodies in Shelton Manor, but~~"

While the director and the others were chatting, the grizzled senior forensic doctor walked over to his apprentice holding an umbrella, took off his eyes, and handed out a handwritten report.

Seeing the old forensic doctors hesitant to speak, the director of the results report seemed to take a deep breath: "John, are you sure you're not joking? Or is it that your 1,000-degree myopia test was wrong?"

"Steven, you know I'm never negligent in autopsies."

Seeing old John's serious nod and the amazed look in his eyes, the director's face darkened instantly, and he frowned anxiously and cursed in a low voice.

"damn it!"

He has been in office in the small town for so many years and has never seen such a tragic case. The death toll has reached nearly four hundred, which is enough to cause a sensation even in the whole world.

There were also more than 20 lives belonging to the barbarian bar, and he felt that he might have reached the end of his position.

The deputy director and the others looked at each other, not understanding the expressions of old John and the director.

Old John shook his head, and the clever apprentice behind him said, "According to our preliminary examination, most of the known 382 corpses have been hit by a huge force, and none of the bones or internal organs are intact. "

"How big is it?"

"Equivalent to the impact of a train traveling at a speed of nearly 400 per hour."

"Hiss~~~"

All these people couldn't help but gasp, and turned their heads to look at the stumped limbs and arms at the scene, with a shudder in their hearts, thinking about what kind of despair they felt in the picture.

"My God, this is unbelievable."

"Together, this is more than 400 lives. What is it that can do this? Could it be a hell butcher?"

"That's from the movie, and I don't think Hell Butcher can wipe out nearly 400 gangsters who are fully armed and even have RPGs, especially since it seems that the gang is smashed and even has no power to fight back."

"That's enough of a headache."

"It shouldn't be a headache for us, here..." A senior police officer pouted at the convoy of eight or nine black SUVs driving outside the manor: "Isn't this coming?"

At the same time, the others turned their heads and looked at it immediately.

County-level law enforcement agencies like them simply cannot intervene in cases of this level, and they still have to be handed over to higher agencies.

Boom!

Following the sound of closing the door a few times, the leader man in a suit came down, followed by twenty or so detectives in casual clothes carrying boxes.

The leader middle-aged man in a suit with sunglasses came over with an umbrella. He didn't care that the ground was muddy and his shoes were stained. He took out an ID from his pocket and flashed it: "I'm Agent Steven, thank you for your hard work, here Let us take over."

"That's up to you, if there is any need, we will cooperate at any time."

The director gave a wry smile and shook hands with Steven.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Steven nodded resolutely with a smile and waved his hand. The detectives who were already wearing raincoats behind them skillfully opened the metal box and took out various advanced instruments to start testing in the manor.

"Can I see your test report?"

"Definitely."

"Wow, it's amazing." Steven took the preliminary on-site report, glanced at it roughly, and already had a general idea in his mind.

There was no shock on the surface, but it surprised the director and his group.

The agent is so calm.

After reading the report, Steven looked up at the director and the others: "Gentlemen, maybe you are going to sign a non-disclosure agreement."

That night.

The original light rain seems to have become a bit heavy. The site of Shelton Manor was completely dealt with after a day, and the tiles, bricks and rubble were also cleaned up.

Agent Steven was wearing a raincoat and standing on the edge of the 50-meter pit in the manor, looking down at the agents who were using the sling to detect, and the communicator in his hand made a "didi" sound.

"Sir, yes, it has been tested by us repeatedly, and there should be no errors."

"In addition to these people, Blood Clan was also detected at the scene. The person who caused this should be the woman. She has undergone big data analysis on posture, height, and behavior. There is no matching person in Forks Town, so it can be ruled out."

"Well, okay, I will continue to follow up and find her."

Putting down the communicator that had been turned off, Steven looked at the big pit with his eyes flickering slightly.