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Chapter 58 - 50: Mysterious Scene!

Chapter 58: Chapter 50: Mysterious Scene!

The store owner pushed the door open, not daring to look inside:

"This lady guest, around eleven o’clock last night, arrived alone in her car with a large suitcase and a small dog, and checked into the hostel.

She paid for one day’s room fee, but asked me to call her around eight in the morning to remind her to check out.

When the time came today to check out, she didn’t answer the phone.

I thought the lady guest was still resting, and since there was a deposit, I didn’t go up to disturb her.

Around ten.

She still hadn’t come down.

I knocked on the door and found it unlocked, and upon entering, I just... vomited~"

The unfortunate store owner once again covered his mouth, making a retching gesture.

After listening to the information provided by the store owner, Brian put on gloves and shoe covers and pushed the door open.

He hadn’t even entered yet.

A strong scent of blood hit him straight in the nose.

Susan frowned.

Brian, accustomed to this, activated his "Olfactory Enhancement" before stepping into the small room.

It was a typical quick-rent room.

Right at the entry was a small bathroom.

Taking two steps forward, one could see a TV cabinet and in front of the cabinet, a lofted large bed that occupied seventy percent of the room.

A large travel suitcase lay beside the cabinet.

Above the large bed,

on the wall where there should have been an oil painting or something similar, a corpse in a dark crimson hue was displayed in a spread-eagled position, gruesomely nailed to the wall.

The woman’s corpse had a face devoid of skin, twisted in agony, eyes wide open and mouth agape as if trying to scream, but all that was left were pitch-black voids, and numerous streams of blood flowed down the off-white walls, as if sinister bloody tentacles had sprouted from behind the corpse...

The murderer had taken the victim’s eyeballs and tongue.

...

Staring at the flesh-exposed corpse, Brian felt a vague sense of familiarity.

The current state of the corpse

would be unrecognizable to her own mother.

But Brian felt something familiar.

Some recognize people by their facial features,

others by their skeletal structure.

Having personally dissected over a thousand bodies, Brian belonged to the latter category.

He might have known the victim.

Susan, wearing shoe covers, came up behind Brian. After scanning the tragically dead body, she furrowed her brows slightly before tapping on Brian’s shoulder, "What are you spacing out for?"

Brian shook his head, masking his thoughts: "It’s just that the scene feels very strange."

Susan looked puzzled, "Other than being brutal, what’s strange?"

Brian...

He stepped forward, pointing at the neatly laid bedsheet:

"The victim had a large frame and was corpulent, appearing to weigh at least a hundred pounds.

How did the murderer manage to fix her to the wall?

Moreover.

The crime scene is too clean!

According to the blood distribution behind the deceased,

she was most likely alive when she was nailed to the wall, but apart from the wall, there’s no excess blood splattered on the bedsheet or quilt below.

Nor are there any obvious signs of cleaning elsewhere at the scene.

This means that the murderer had nailed the deceased to the wall before proceeding with the skinning.

This is too bizarre.

Even the world’s greatest Skinning Master couldn’t achieve such a clean finish!"

At these words, Susan nodded, "Now that you mention it, it is suspicious. Could the murderer have injected some kind of coagulant into the victim?"

Brian shook his head immediately.

Not to mention, his nose hadn’t detected any scent of medication.

The color change in the victim’s blood also didn’t match the symptoms of a coagulant.

In fact.

In the room, apart from smelling scents from the store owner, the deceased, and a canine, Brian had detected no other living creature’s scent!

...

Brian kept his suspicions to himself.

Stepping on the chest by the bed, he allowed Susan to support him as he placed his intact right foot on the chest to begin a more detailed examination of the deceased’s body.

Upon closer inspection, things seemed even more amiss!

There were no visible external injuries on the female corpse.

But there was a large amount of blood, trailing down the wall and pooling on the floor.

The amount of blood was nearly equivalent to the total volume within a human body!

This implied...

The victim had bled to death while still alive!

But that was scientifically impossible!

Normally, after death, rapid changes occur in the body, causing the blood to start coagulating.

Even if the killer had drained the blood immediately, it would be difficult to extract more than two-thirds of the blood volume.

Unless the perpetrator had directly slit the victim’s artery to cause death.

However, Brian found no such wound on the body!

This case was too bizarre!

Brian took a deep breath and after confirming there were no other odors, he activated the recorder on his body and said gravely,

"The victim, female.

According to the wear on the teeth, she is roughly estimated to be between thirty and forty years old.

All outer skin on the body is missing.

No apparent... adhesive... on the surface of the flesh."

Brian swallowed.

Another strange finding surfaced.

Under what circumstances would the skin tear and peel off without showing clear adhesion?

Does slaughtering pigs ring a bell?

In the old days, black pigs with multiple folds on their bodies made it easier to remove hair by first making a small cut on the pig’s feet. Then, an air pump would be used to inflate and separate the skin from the flesh, ballooning it...

But the problem was...

Brian hadn’t found any obvious cuts on the female corpse.

He licked his lips and continued,

"The victim’s limbs were penetrated by large nails without apparent signs of struggle.

The victim’s eyeballs are missing and the wounds are exceptionally clean.

The victim’s tongue is missing and the break at the base is smooth and even.

The victim..."

By the end...

Brian confessed weakly, "The cause of death... remains unclear."

This corpse was undoubtedly the most bizarre one he had ever seen.

Between the residual traces and clues...

There was no logical explanation!

Susan’s eyes were still keen, "Didn’t find anything?"

Carefully stepping down from the chest, Brian steadied himself with his cane and nodded, "Her death was highly illogical. By reasoning based on the marks on the body, we encounter many inexplicable aspects. I cannot imagine how the killer managed all this."

"Don’t dwell on it for now," Susan suggested nonchalantly, "The motel has surveillance, and here we have the victim’s suitcase and her parked car outside. Let’s first confirm the victim’s identity and then revisit the matter of how she died."

Brian nodded.

With no leads from the autopsy, it was all they could do.

The coroner’s van had not yet arrived.

After locking the room, they took the victim’s suitcase and headed back downstairs.

The other guests had already been questioned.

After Brian reviewed the information, finding no issues and confirming all were coupled, he memorized their scents before letting them go.

They asked two officers to first go upstairs and secure the crime scene.

Brian and his companion followed the innkeeper to the counter to review last night’s footage.

Thanks to the technological advancements in this world far surpassing those of Brian’s previous lifetime,

even though the innkeeper’s surveillance cameras were cheap, they could still clearly display the visuals from early last morning.

According to the surveillance,

just past eleven o’clock, a plump woman wearing a hat, dragging a suitcase, and leading a dog, rapidly approached the counter.

Seeing the woman’s profile and the small dog...

Brian’s pupils constricted.

It was her!

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