Great Power Technology.

Chapter 485 Amish Guess

At the same time, in the police station closest to the base, several Yindu police officers were rummaging through the corpses in front of them in the morgue.

There is no specialized forensic doctor in this small police station, so all autopsy work has to be done by themselves.

"Two scratches under the ribs on the left side, 12 cm long, 11 cm long, and 2 cm deep."

"A puncture wound on the upper thigh, almost through the entire thigh, but fortunately, no major artery was injured."

"There is also a puncture wound on the waist, but it is relatively shallow."

"There were puncture wounds on the shoulders, arms, palms, the wounds had lacerations and looked like they had been bitten by some kind of animal."

"14cm scratch marks on the face, two centimeters deep - the bones are turned out."

"The fatal injury was a broken neck, the blow was on the forehead, and the skull showed signs of fracture."

"It looked very much like a large animal attack, both of whom died."

After speaking, the old policeman named Kunal sighed and covered the cloth sheet on the corpse again.

"But how is this possible? How long has there been no record of a large beast appearing in Punjab? I remember the last attack by a wild beast was seven or eight years ago...and it was a leopard, right? The wound on the corpse was obviously not caused by a leopard. "

"Looking at the scratches on the wound, I don't think it's an exaggeration to say it's a bear. But how can we have a bear here?"

The person who spoke was a new policeman named Amish, who had just joined the job for more than a year. He was always known for his seriousness in the police station. Of course, most of the time, the old policeman thought he was just a stunned young man.

In this country, especially in this sensitive area, it is not good to be too serious in many cases, and muddling through is the only truth.

Kunal glanced at Amish, nodded slightly and said:

"You are right. Such scars are definitely not caused by small cats such as clouded leopards and snow leopards—besides, they are not capable of breaking human necks."

"Could it be a large Bengal tiger?"

Amish frowned and shook his head, then pulled the sheet away again regardless of other people's obstruction, then pointed to the wound and said:

"I don't think it's a Bengal tiger. In my hometown, I have seen a Bengal tiger hunting."

"The way they hunt and kill animals is very straightforward. They basically bite off the neck directly, and they don't play with their prey like other cats."

"But you see, there are obviously a lot of injuries on these two bodies that are...unnecessary."

"This is not in line with the hunting habits of Bengal tigers."

Looking at Amish's face, Kunal caught a vague suspicion, so he asked directly:
"What do you want to say? Just say it!"

Amish hesitated for a moment, then said:
"I doubt... Could this be a contrived murder where the fatal wounds to the neck occurred first and those wounds were faked after death?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the atmosphere in the entire morgue instantly dropped to freezing point.

For them, the police, they are not afraid of any beasts, monsters, or ghosts at all. To put it bluntly, when it comes to these things that they cannot handle, they just need to stay away and find a reason to close the case.

But once people are involved in this case, everything will be different.

Looking at the silent crowd, even if Amish was ignorant of the world, he understood the thoughts of others. After a pause, he stretched out his hand to close the sheet, and then said:
"This is just my guess... I think it is more likely that bears and tigers will attack."

Hearing his words, Kunal let out a long sigh of relief.

After all, this stunned young man has grown up and can distinguish priorities. If he still insists on continuing to investigate in the direction of "man-made", then he has to find a reason to give him a vacation.

As the voice echoed in the mortuary, the expression on Amish's face was constantly changing. Finally, he walked to the sink beside him to wash his hands, and then turned and left the morgue first.

The speed of the investigation of the case far exceeded everyone's imagination. Just two days after he made a compromise, the case was classified as a wild animal attack, and the victims had all died, so naturally no compensation was needed , and even the land and property were officially taken back and sold to others.

This appalling case seemed to be over, but Amish had a vague feeling that things were definitely not that simple.

In private, he kept a copy of all the evidence, from the autopsy report, to the on-site investigation report, to the detailed photos of the corpse, trying to find the truth behind it through his own strength.

In fact, he didn't do this out of a simple sense of justice, but a kind of complex compassion—he couldn't imagine how desperate he would be if his family encountered such a sudden disaster.

As he delved into a series of evidence, he became more and more aware of the problem of this case.

First of all, there are strangle marks on the corpse, and wild beasts will not bind people;
Secondly, there was no trace of any struggle on the body, not even a trace of hair or blood from the attacker under the fingernails;

In the end, the social relationship between the two victims was extremely simple --- no enemies, not even many friends, the possibility of vendetta was basically ruled out.

So, when he put it all together, he came to a conclusion:
These two are not victims, but victims.

Victims sacrificed by certain powers for their greater, darker goals.

But what is their purpose?

Amish couldn't figure it out, but soon, he didn't have to think about it-the second murder happened soon.

The location was still near the latest agricultural transformation base, and the number of victims dropped from two to one, but the way the victims died was the same as the previous two.

Scratches, bite marks, broken necks....
All of this seemed to have been painstakingly arranged, precisely replicating the last killing method.

Then came the third, fourth...

In just one week, a total of 8 people died at the mouth of the invisible "monster".

The public panic rose to the limit, and Amish wanted to do something, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do in his capacity.

After the latest victim was born, the police station made an operation that made him dumbfounded:

The director announced that this series of casualties were caused by some kind of "unknown beast". They suggested that the local residents should either strictly guard the gate or leave the dangerous area temporarily. The beast that scourges everywhere.

At this moment, the Amish's last hope for them was dashed.

He originally thought that even if there were some reasons that he had no right to know that prevented the police from announcing the real case, at least they would take some effective measures to prevent the murder from happening again, but in fact?
They didn't intend to do anything at all.

Does closing the door work?Which of the eight victims was not killed in his own home?

Get out of the danger zone?
Doesn't that mean giving up your own land?
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land.

Amish seemed to get the point, but he couldn't jump to conclusions right away.

Thinking of this, he immediately went to Kunal's office and expressed his thoughts to the other party.

"Kunal, you know that this matter is not that simple, and I also know that we can't change this fact with our ability, but the problem is, we have to do something? Don't we just look at these innocent people alone? Die one after another?"

Seeing Amish's angry expression, Kunal shook his head helplessly and said:
"Amish, I don't know any more than you.... What can we do? Do you expect me to go on patrol with a stick?"

"I'm already an old man, I can't do such naive things anymore!"

"I have a family and a child—you also have one. You don't want your family and children to have an accident because of something that has nothing to do with us?"

"But we are the police! Kunal...."

"Stop talking! Amish, go back and get some rest. Remember, this has nothing to do with you! Don't do anything that will get you into trouble!"

Amish choked back the words that rushed to his lips. After a few seconds of silence, he finally nodded and turned to leave Kunal's office.

Kunal, who stayed where he was, lit a cigarette and let out a long sigh.

However, he didn't know that this young policeman was far from giving up.

(End of this chapter)