Chapter 211 On the verge of breaking out

"Doctor, can you please turn around?"

Chu Zihang put the phone back into his pocket and took a step back.

He lowered his head and saw more and more tentacles wriggling in the shadows.

The doctor frowned. "Turn around? What are you trying to do? Give me the phone now!"

He lost his patience with the brat and reached out to snatch the phone away.

The loose sleeves slid down, revealing a tentacle covered with slime!

Chu Zihang's eyes narrowed.

He pulled out the kitchen knife he had prepared in advance from under his clothes, held it with his backhand and stabbed it to the side!

Chi~
The tip of the knife pierced through the flesh, cutting a huge gash as it slid down.

Blood and mucus dripping on the ground!

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then let out a shrill scream.

But Chu Zihang did not stop at all.

He quickly moved closer to the doctor and took advantage of the situation to pull the handle.

The scarlet blade pulled out its tentacles, leaving a striking line in the air!

puff~
Like the sound of a balloon popping.

The doctor covered his throat in fear. The sticky blood kept gushing out from between his fingers, staining his white coat a horrible scarlet red.

He opened his mouth, but air leaked out from the hole in his neck and he couldn't utter a word.

Soon, he fell to the ground and gradually died in convulsions.

[Very weak.]

Chu Zihang frowned as he looked at the corpse on the ground.

He thought that the strength of this monster was far superior to the one he encountered in the morning.

Whether it's speed, strength, or skin toughness, there's a huge gap between them.

But suddenly, his pupils shrank.

On tiles.

At the front of the doctor's outstretched arm, there was a huge wound across the palm, cutting directly between the middle finger and ring finger.

——The tentacles are gone!

The corpse on the ground had two completely human hands!
[Will the monster return to its original state after death? ]

Chu Zihang felt something was wrong!
He subconsciously looked up, but did not find any surveillance cameras in the morgue. In this way, there was nothing to prove that he had killed a monster.

Taking a deep breath, he took out an empty black bag from the snow cabinet, put the doctor's body into it, and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

Then he roughly wiped off the bloodstains on the ground to delay the other party from discovering the body.

Then he quickly turned around, put the naked Ian on the operating table back into the body bag, took off his blood-stained white coat, and put it on inside out.

Putting on the mask again and picking up the black bag, Chu Zihang lowered his head and left quickly.

##
One p.m.

Brixham Police Station.

Before Henry had time to enjoy the steaming hot lunch on the table, the phone suddenly rang at the side, causing his fat body to sway.

It’s no wonder he is timid. These past two days have been so exciting that he has developed a huge fear of calling the police.

After staring at the phone for two seconds, he took a deep breath and picked up the receiver.

"Hey……"

"Oh no, Mr. Policeman! I want to report a crime! Someone has been killed here! At Brixham General Hospital!"

Henry's throat moved, and he relied on his police instinct to enunciate the following words clearly: "I understand. Please take care of yourself, we will be there soon."

Click~
After hanging up the phone, Henry rushed to the third floor.

"Boss! Boss!"

he shouted at the top of his lungs.

John frowned, pushed open the door, poked his head out of his own office, and said unhappily, "Stop making noise! ​​What's the matter?"

"Someone's been murdered at Brixham General Hospital!"

John was silent for a moment. Under Henry's confused gaze, he closed the office door again: "Wait a moment."

He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to a certain number: [Do you know what happened in the hospital? ]

A reply came quickly on the white screen: [Not sure, we are all at the dock now.]

John recalled another report from 30 minutes ago: [Is it confirmed? Are there really a bunch of dragon subspecies living in the nearby sea?]

[Most likely yes. 】

"Oh, damn it!" John cursed under his breath with a grim look on his face.

But at this moment, new message suddenly came on the mobile phone.

【Why do you let an ordinary person come here? 】

John came to his senses and typed back: [There is no way. George answered the alarm call about the fishing boat being in distress. I don't know what reason to stop him. Letting him go alone is already the result of my intervention.]

There was no more news from the other end of the phone.

John thought for a moment and continued to ask: [What about the dragon subspecies in the sea? ]

[Don't worry, we brought something from Kassel that can attract them, and we will find a way to gather them together and deal with them.]

【Then I'll leave it to you. 】

John rubbed his temple and put his phone away.

If so many things hadn't happened in the past two days and the police chief had not been needed to calm people down, he should have gone to the dock in George's place.

However, with those specialists around, nothing should go wrong.

dong dong~

"Boss, are you okay?"

Henry knocked on the door. "Even if you want to watch Playboy, don't do it now! People will complain!"

John's face darkened and he opened the door: "Shut up! You bastard! Don't ask me to do something that only you can do!"

"...Then give me back the magazine I just bought." George muttered, shrinking his neck.

John snorted coldly, pretending he didn't hear anything, and pushed him away: "I'm going to the hospital now, you stay at the police station, and make a record if anyone related to the recent cases comes over."

"Ah? Don't you want me to go with you?"

John looked down at his stomach and said, "What are you going to do? Are you holding me back?"

Henry’s mouth twitched, and his face turned red with anger.

##
Brixham General Hospital.

Led by the doctor, John took the elevator directly to the underground.

There were many people gathered outside the morgue, whispering to each other.

"Give way! Give way!"

John squeezed through the crowd and looked at the room they were watching - [Disaster/Accidental Body Storage Area].

A black body bag lay open on the ground, blood staining the inner walls red, with blood accumulating at the bottom to form rippling red bands of light.

[Knife wound?]

After a brief inspection, John turned around and asked loudly: "Who called the police? How was the body found?"

"It's me." A man raised his hand and walked out with an unnatural expression.

He explained to John: "Mr. Officer, this is what happened..."

"Mr. Jones came this morning and wanted to take his son's body back, so I asked Dr. Shirley to come and get it."

"But... he suddenly disappeared and hasn't come back for a long time. I came down to look for him, but found nothing."

He paused for a moment.

"I thought it was very strange, so I checked the surveillance video... and found that 20 minutes ago, a person actually left through the underground parking lot behind with a body bag!"

The man pointed to the body in the room and swallowed his saliva: "Then... after we took people to check, we found Dr. Shelly's body in the snow cabinet."

John frowned.

"Wait a minute! Dr. Shirley's body is here, whose body was taken away?" "It's Ian Jones' body."

John was stunned: "Who are you talking about?!"

"Ian Jones... He was the kid who jumped to his death yesterday afternoon."

The man was taken aback by his reaction.

……

Outside the hospital.

Chu Zihang witnessed the police car driving into the hospital and hesitated whether to go over and contact it.

But then he gave up this plan.

There are too many people in the hospital now, and he doesn't trust John very much.

Maybe…when John hunts him down, he can find a way to have a chat with him?
Chu Zihang took a last look at the manhole cover that had just been closed at his feet, then walked into the crowd with his phone in his pocket.

About ten minutes later.

He found a digital store on the roadside, walked in, and used the change he had on him to ask the owner to fully charge his black phone.

……

In the monitoring room, John watched the fleeting figure on the screen and rewound the image.

"Damn it! There are only two surveillance cameras in such a large hospital morgue?"

He watched two videos less than ten seconds long captured from the surveillance camera, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously.

"Mr. Officer, this is just a place to put the bodies after all. We didn't expect this to happen."

The man next to him explained with a wry smile.

John let out a light sigh, looking at the figure in the surveillance video with his face tightly covered by a mask, and sighed helplessly.

"There's nothing I can do but check the surveillance footage at the intersection... But at least I can confirm that the criminal is not very tall."

John straightened up.

But this time.

He suddenly heard a commotion behind him, and then a woman's sharp voice came into his ears -

"Wait a minute! I know him! This guy is Adam Wilson!"

John was stunned, then turned around to see an excited blonde woman pointing her finger at the big screen.

"Mrs. Jones?" John was surprised and recognized her. "How come you..."

The man next to him was sweating profusely, "Sorry officer! After we told this lady that Ian's body was stolen, she insisted on breaking in."

John motioned him to stop blocking the way, and walked forward and asked, "Ma'am, you said he was Adam Wilson."

"No mistake!" Anne Jones' eyes never left the surveillance camera: "He is Adam Wilson! William's son, I have seen him many times!"

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone, found a photo from the album and handed it over.

John frowned after the comparison.

This case involved the body of Ian Jones, and he thought it was another incident related to the Dragon Clan...

But if the murderer is William's son...

Could it be that this guy is a pervert who takes his anger out on corpses? And did he kill someone because he was discovered by Shelly?
John scratched his hair.

But at this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

He took a look, then went outside the monitoring room and picked up the phone: "What's wrong, Henry? Don't tell me there's another case."

"Of course not, sir," Henry said in surprise, "it's Devonshire! Someone's coming from their side."

Devon?
John was stunned for a moment, and after a while he remembered that it was the letter for help they sent there after the accidental deaths of Ian and William.

Henry was still chattering over there: "Great! There are more than a dozen of them in total, we don't have to worry about not having enough manpower anymore! I'll let them help us investigate the case of the past two days now."

"Wait a minute!" John stopped him immediately after hearing this.

The current situation is completely different from when he asked for help. He doesn't want too many people to be involved in dragon-related incidents.

After thinking for a while, he ordered: "Tell them to come to the hospital immediately."

"……all?"

"all!"

"But..." Henry didn't understand: "Boss, is the case over there very difficult?"

"Tsk! Stop talking nonsense, I'm the police chief!" John said impatiently: "Just follow my orders!"

Henry was choked, and after a long while he groaned, "All right, all right! I'll let them come to you now."

##
"It's no use?"

Chu Zihang looked at the black mobile phone connected to the charger, fiddled with it for a while, and found that it still could not be turned on, so he looked up and asked the owner of the digital store.

The boss took it and checked it, then scratched his head and said, "Maybe there's something wrong with the battery. I need to check it carefully."

Chu Zihang looked at the time and frowned: "How long will it take?"

"Well...it depends." The boss unscrewed the back cover and said, "This model is relatively old, and the structure is not complicated. But if you need to replace parts, I may not have all of them here."

Chu Zihang thought of the body he had hidden in the sewer, and the police who might arrive at any time, and said seriously, "Please hurry up!"

"I know, I know." The boss muttered.

The minute hand chases the hour hand.

The clock on the wall was ticking.

After a while.

The boss looked up and said, "I understand. There is something wrong with the wiring of the motherboard. Give me 20 minutes."

Chu Zihang sat there waiting.

Wow——

Wow——

Police sirens wailed as they drove past the store.

He subconsciously turned his head to look.

"Hmph! Maybe something went wrong again?"

The boss was also attracted by the news, but he only took a glance and lowered his head again: "If you ask me, the police station in Brixham is getting worse and worse. I heard that many people died in the past two days. Yesterday, a child committed suicide in the police station."

"Do you know the details? Why did he commit suicide in the police station?" Chu Zihang asked.

The boss shrugged and gestured to the side: "Here, the newspaper is right there, take it if you want to read it."

##
As the sun rose, the asphalt bubbled in the flames like black oil brewed by a wizard.

Su Beixun stood in front of the small vendor, picked up a silver fang necklace, dangled it and asked, "What do you think of this?"

"It's perfect!" The vendor praised immediately: "You have a good eye. This is our best-selling model."

But Su Beixun didn't even look at him, his eyes were always focused on the empty space beside him.

The child said perfunctorily: "Not bad, not bad."

Su Beixun couldn't help but smile and handed the money to the boss.

"You seem to have changed a lot... You were not like this when you were in Shilan Middle School and Cassel."

The child rolled his eyes: "Because I found out that you are actually a naughty child."

The stall owner looked at the customer in front of him mumbling to himself and took the money stiffly.

Su Beixun turned and left, tying the necklace around his neck: "Strictly speaking, I am an adult now."

The child pouted: "Really? But I think your mental age is probably not even ten years old... After all, only children like to show off to others everywhere."

"Did I?"

"Then why did you deliberately leave a phone in Ian's body bag?"

The child folded his arms.

After a pause, he stroked his chin again: "But... I didn't expect Chu Zihang to be so brave that he would kill someone and escape."

"Well, who knows."

Su Beixun shrugged indifferently and squinted at the police cars rushing towards him: "Maybe... after drinking the octopus' blood, he was also contaminated."

(End of this chapter)