Now they understood what Mustache had meant. This really didn't look like something a person could have done, but rather the work of some enormous beast.
But how could a beast possibly have appeared here?
"Did you find his upper body?" Jiang Cheng turned and asked.
"No." Mustache covered his nose. The pungent smell inside the room made him nauseous, and he spoke through the hand over his face. "We searched all around here, but found nothing. However..."
"However what?" Huai Yi pressed impatiently.
Mustache looked toward the desk, gesturing for the three of them to see for themselves. Jiang Cheng immediately noticed a sheet of paper on the desk. It had a man drawn on it.
He recognized the drawing because he had drawn it himself. The man was Halson.
But now Halson was holding someone's upper body in his hand. The person's face was twisted, as if he had been terribly frightened before he died. It was the Town Chief they had seen yesterday!
"Th-the Town Chief..." Fatty stared at the drawing, a chill rising in his heart.
The Town Chief's missing upper body had actually appeared in the picture. This bizarre way of killing was more terrifying than a mutilated corpse. Jiang Cheng seemed to have thought of something, and immediately took the psychic's drawing from Fatty. Without a second thought, he spread it out on the desk. As he pointed to a spot on the page, Fatty and Huai Yi couldn't help widening their eyes.
Through the window of that room that shouldn't have existed, they could see the densely packed corpses piled inside. The corpse at the very top was missing half its body.
Its upper half.
The Town Chief's mutilated corpse had also been brought into that room.
"What... what are you looking at?"