After the rain stopped, the church doors slowly opened. But the believers waiting at the entrance exchanged suspicious looks until the person standing at the very front let out a scream. Only then did they see crimson liquid flowing down the steps with the rainwater.
"Corpses... there are corpses!!!"
The police soon filed inside and found a corpse hanging from the rafters. It was a completely naked woman. Her muscle definition showed that she had received professional training. Her abdomen had been cut open and filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, with a piece of deer antler placed on top.
Blood dripped from her feet and was washed away by the rain. The police looked up at the ceiling. The church roof was more than a dozen meters high, and the corpse hung there, swaying back and forth, an exceptionally bloody sight.
Thus, a piece of news began to spread without wings: the Gestapo had merely found a scapegoat who looked capable of committing the crime. The real Church Killer had never been caught and was still committing crimes.
Nick was also puzzled when he received the news, because the forensic examination showed that the woman had died during the night—precisely while Schiller had been examining Felix here.
Could he really not be the Church Killer?
That was actually hard to say. Doctors, especially those who did not work for the German military, were particularly vulnerable to persecution. Those lunatics followed the principle that if they could not have something, then the Soviet Union absolutely could not have it either. They had persecuted countless skilled workers, and doctors with exceptional surgical abilities were naturally on the list as well.
And Schiller had given him that string of numbers.
That was what truly shook Nick, because he had indeed