Sen Lang's eyelid twitched, but the layered wrinkles on his face remained still.
As one of the pieces of physical evidence, this head had already yielded relatively detailed examination results:
This was a corpse transferred from elsewhere. It had not been tortured to death, but appeared to have died naturally, most likely from a drug overdose.
As for the time of death, factoring in the Evil Cult's preservation measures, the decay of similar corpses here, and information from some individuals whose identities could be traced, it could roughly be determined to have been half a year ago.
Fifty weeks ago?
Then the on-site supervisor from Xingsheng Laboratory whom he had met fifteen hours ago and this man simply looked alike?
With a population base of two hundred billion, it would not be strange for two people to resemble each other.
But combined with the grim atmosphere at the scene and that "Infant Cry," it was difficult to dismiss it so simply.
Sen Lang did not linger long on the head. He continued with the usual procedure, listening to the report from the Silver Screen Star System police and sharply questioning the weak points in it.
While the attendees trembled in apprehension, he seemingly casually raised a new question.
"Have the identities of the victims in the several Thousand-Person Pits all been confirmed?"
Clearly, this was another hidden thunder.
The heads of investigation and forensic review on the Silver Screen Star System side could not help hesitating, unable to speak.
At that moment, Priest Yumin, who had been listening in the whole time, could not resist speaking up for them. "This Evil Cult Organization deliberately blurred and destroyed the identity information of its 'sacrifices.' They are clearly repeat offenders. Under such circumstances, it is very difficult to be thorough..."
"Precisely." Sen