He squatted down again, channeling his perception into the Blood Well Human Brain, and asked: "During the early hours, what did you sense within the hunger-stricken body?"
Aside from terror, it was only terror. The Blood Well Human Brain seemed like someone traumatized beyond repair, with certain memories erased automatically for self-protection, unable to provide the information Zhou Xuan sought.
"I guess I'll investigate on my own."
Zhou Xuan stood up and walked out of the research institute.
Li Chengfeng was sitting by the door, smoking his pipe.
"The person inside, who was cut into countless fragments, wasn't Wang Yiweng—it was the killer who murdered Wang Yiweng."
Zhou Xuan lit a cigarette as well, calmly sitting beside Li Chengfeng, narrating what he had seen.
Li Chengfeng asked: "The killer came from the water?"
