Peerless Sealer

Chapter 68 I Got It
It was Qin Tian's first visit to the Shishi City Police Station. He walked in and asked for directions. On the third floor, he saw Liu Jianjun who was having a meeting with his subordinates.

Through the glass on the door, one could see Liu Jianjun inside talking about something excitedly and fiercely, Qin Tian was very moved when he saw it.

The same middle-aged man, the same director, Liu Jianjun looks energetic and solid, with black hair combed neatly, and a pair of tiger eyes are very bright, judging by his appearance alone, he has dumped the short and fat Luo Feng in Chengdu More than eight streets.

This is how he treats himself, so he might be too philistine. Seeing Liu Jianjun greet him with a fawning face, Qin Tian thought to himself.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Liu Jianjun led Qin Tian back to the first floor, pointing to the person in the double-sided wall mirror, and said, "Master Xiao Qin, that's him."

Qin Tian looked inside and saw that this was a streamlined room similar to an interrogation room. There was a new wire bed in the corner, and there was a person curled up on the bed.

"It's not clear. Let me go in and have a look." Qin Tian said.

Liu Jianjun pointed to the man and reminded him: "Be careful, this guy seems to have a bad brain, but he invited an expert from the city's first hospital to look at it and said that there is no brain disease, so I ask you to confirm it." of."

"I see," Qin Tian pushed open the door and walked in.

It was the time when late summer was approaching early autumn, and it was a bit hot at noon. After entering, Qin Tian felt that the interrogation room was cool and humid.

Approaching the bed, the person huddled in the army green thin quilt was murmuring something.

He buried his whole head in the quilt, and the words that came out were like the low buzzing of mosquitoes.

The outside of the thin quilt was wet with water, showing a dull black color.

His voice to himself was very low, Qin Tian couldn't hear him clearly, so he took a few steps forward, ready to call him out from the blanket.

He had just taken two steps, and he didn't know if the footsteps were heard by the people in the quilt. The whole quilt was trembling visibly with the naked eye, showing that the people inside were very disturbed.

Qin Tian stretched out his hand, ready to lift the quilt, but as his right hand continued to advance, the quilt shook even more.

"Cough cough," Qin Tian coughed twice to embolden him, and grasped a corner of the quilt. The touch made him feel a little cool, and the whole quilt was soaked, almost to the point of being squeezed out of water. Come.

The quilt was pulled back in the middle, and before Qin Tian had time to lift it, the huddled guy poked his head out.

Qin Tian was taken aback when he saw his face, and took a few steps back hastily.

What kind of face is this, like a dead pig that has been soaked in water for several days, it is swollen and white, with seven or eight large gashes split from the forehead down, and the reddish muscles in the wound are knotted together , no blood, just dripping red and yellow pus continuously.

A smell similar to rancid swill made Qin Tian's nose twitch.

Although he couldn't see his original appearance clearly in this state, Qin Tian still found some manifestations of his fear for a long time.

The man's eyes were wide open, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and small balls filled his eye sockets, and he seemed to be in a state of extreme dehydration, and the silkworms lying under his eyes were almost shrunk. There were black and gray pupae, but no moisture.

But the large wounds on his face were clearly dripping with liquid. When seen together, he became even more miserable and frightening.

He stared at Qin Tian with dry eyes, his eyes unfocused, his upper and lower rows of teeth clashed, and he murmured in a cold shivering.

"What did you say?" Qin Tian lowered his body and asked sympathetically.

He suddenly stretched out his right hand hidden under the quilt, and clawed at Qin Tian's approaching face like a wild cat, and the voice in his mouth became louder.

The skin of the right hand was tightly attached to his five fingers, like an old man's withered gray color, but it didn't lose its elasticity and fold together like an old man, it was just a thin layer of shrinkage, still lacking in water.

Qin Tian was already on guard, and kicked his right leg bent in front of him, out of his scratching range.

But it was not without gain, at least I heard what he said clearly.

He seemed to repeat tens of thousands of times, his voice was hoarse and his tone was quick, "I got it! I got it!"

Qin Tian stood a few steps away from him, watching him pitifully retract his right hand, which was as narrow as a dead branch, and then slowly retracted his swollen head into the quilt.

The blood stains on the inside of the exposed corner of the quilt were congealed, and the bloody water was applied layer by layer, giving off an increasingly pungent stench.

As he hid under the quilt, he shrank his neck and said hoarsely: "I got it. I got it."

Qin Tian stroked the face of the ring, and frowned deeply, but the seal ring didn't respond.

While he was thinking, this guy suddenly half sat up, and let out a heart-piercing roar, which shocked Qin Tian again.

"They're coming! They're coming. Coming"

He didn't know how much effort it took him to make this sound. After the yelling, he collapsed on the bed, exposing half of his body. He didn't yell anymore and didn't move any more. He just tried his best to open his small black dry eyes and look up at the pale roof.

A long and narrow scar appeared near the corner of his eye, water poured out drop by drop and landed on the bed, staining a small area, I don't know if it was his tears.

Now that he was at peace, Qin Tiancai tentatively came closer and looked at his other exposed parts.

His hair was a little wet, and his neat board seemed to be soaked and limp, and it was weakly attached to his head; his face was still the same, but he didn't move now, but he could clearly see that he was breathing. There was a white mist like water vapor coming out of his mouth and nose.

Looking down, Qin Tian narrowed his eyes, there was a clear strangle mark on this man's neck, purple-black in color, about half a centimeter into his body.

He was lying on his back at the moment, breathing the air limply, and it was very difficult to swallow at his Adam's apple, which was obviously restricted by the purple-black strangle mark.

Qin Tian clenched his right hand, arched his back, his back warmed and his eyes cooled, and he opened his empty eyes to look.

After taking a look, Qin Tian gasped in surprise, what's going on.

Under the virtual eyes, it was the same as what he had seen before, and he could clearly find the strangle mark, and he could also clearly perceive that this mark restricted the person's breathing and swallowing just like the real chains.

However, the strangle marks did not have any color or vision.

There is no evil spirit or ghost, but there is just such a trace.

Qin Tian lightly slapped his fists, and began to think step by step.

Forget it, don't think about it, Qin Tian looked at him lying dead as if sympathetically, and decided to go out and check his situation with Liu Jianjun.

Got it, what got it?

Walking out of the interrogation room, Liu Jianjun already presciently handed over a cleaned photo.

"Master Xiao Qin, he said that this photo was taken."

(End of this chapter)