Fake Fan

Chapter 630

Where was Akagi Kakubu?

The answer was already obvious.

Officer Lin shoved aside the passengers blocking his way, squeezed to the edge of the platform, and looked down intently:

Before the scene even entered his sight,

a thick stench of blood rushed straight into his nose.

Akagi Kakubu lay on the tracks, pinned beneath the wheels in an utterly gruesome state—

At first, he had merely been knocked flying by the incoming subway train, his body landing on the tracks ahead.

But a subway needed a certain braking distance. It could not stop the instant it was told to.

So the massive train slowed as it moved forward, inevitably rolling over him in the end.

By the time Officer Lin saw Akagi Kakubu,

his lower body had already been crushed into pulp beneath the wheels, clogging the underside of the train like mud.

Blood had spilled everywhere, staining a large stretch of track red.

That horrifying patch of red silently told everyone that he was beyond saving.

But Officer Lin still jumped down onto the tracks at once, approached Akagi Kakubu, and performed a quick examination.

Akagi Kakubu was indeed dead.

"This..." Officer Lin's heart sank.

Bodies from train accidents like this had always given forensic examiners the worst headaches.

It was not because they were especially difficult to investigate.

The main issue was how troublesome it was to collect the body.

In ordinary cases, the body could simply be placed into a body bag. But victims in cases like this often did not even retain a complete human shape. If they had been crushed badly enough, the forensic examiner would have to use tweezers and a small brush to collect bits of flesh from the tracks piece by piece.

With the double burden of psychological shock and