Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 438 - 254 6 (7500 words combined in two parts, additional - s 5 and 6 for May monthly tickets)_5
Chapter 438: Chapter 254 6 (7500 words combined in two parts, additional Chapters 5 and 6 for May monthly tickets)_5
Under the lingering shadows of the streetlight, Sudan’s eyes bulged as his head and spine were yanked forcibly from his body by Brian’s brute strength...
"Don’t speak, you damn well better decide whether or not you want to speak!"
Holding the other’s head in his hand, Brian let out a cold smile.
He had promised one of his Researchers that he would twist off the killer’s head.
One has to keep their word.
If he said he would twist off a head, then a head would be twisted off!
"Monster..."
Sudan’s lips quivered twice before his consciousness was engulfed by the endless dark.
...
"You’re the monster!"
"Your whole family is monsters!"
He had no patience for those who couldn’t win and resorted to slander!
Brian swore twice, holding the other’s head, about to squat down to check the body for items,
When suddenly, a pickup truck charged down the street.
Two armed black men jumped out of the truck.
They glanced at the brother sprawled on the ground, became furious, and aimed their guns at Brian, ready to make threats, but they both froze in place.
What was that thing in his hand?
They saw the man standing next to the headless corpse holding a long-haired man’s head, and trailing from the head was a long, bloodied spine dragging on the ground..
The two aggressive thugs, upon seeing the thing in Brian’s hand, were petrified with fear. ƒrēenovelkiss.com
What kind of hellish scene was this!!!
Brian hadn’t expected that these car thieves had backup.
He frowned at the two gun-holding black men: "Something the matter?"
It was they, with handguns, who were scared.
As Brian spoke,
One of the more timid black men shivered with fear, his voice breaking into a cry, "Don’t come any closer, we’ll call the police! We have guns, we have..."
Before he could finish,
He heard the sound of the car door closing.
The timid black man, with a vacant expression, looked behind to despairingly find that his partner had dashed back to the truck, started it without hesitation, and sped off.
He stiffly turned his head, his body trembling as he stared at Brian, too frightened to speak, projecting the image of someone weak and helpless.
Brian grinned, "Buddy, now you’re all alone."
Thud~
This young black man’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fear.
"Am I that scary?"
Brian swung the head in his hand.
The head swayed, its dragging, still-bleeding spine moving with it, casting a shadow on the wall like a little snake dancing...
It was not so different from a sheep’s spine.
Brian was baffled as to why the two black men were so terrified.
"Boring..."
He couldn’t be bothered with the fainted coward, so he squatted down and searched the headless corpse of Sudan.
The body was reeking of a fishy smell and disinfectant, with nothing much on it.
Apart from an additional spare scalpel, Brian only found a small badge.
He picked up the badge and saw it was a pass.
It had some letters and a picture of Sudan:
Sudan...
Number...
Position...
At the bottom were the names of two institutions.
One was Aiden Mental Hospital.
The other was Aiden Research Institute.
Seeing these two names, Brian fell silent for a long while before he said somewhat speechlessly, "Damn."
The Institute he had taken over was Aiden Research Institute.
He hadn’t expected that beneath the Institute there would also be a mental hospital.
As for Sudan, he was an employee all along.
This was truly screwed up.
What on earth were these radical organizations’ research institutes studying?
...
A slowly coalescing red orb recaught Brian’s attention.
He glanced at Sudan’s head that died with eyes unshut and shrugged, "Considering you’re an employee I never met, I’ll be magnanimously helpful in fulfilling your obsession."
Having said that, Brian happily passed his left hand over the small orb above Sudan’s head.
According to what Sudan had related in life,
This guy was definitely a Mutant affected by the Blood Moon.
He appeared weak and was no match for Brian, easily crushed to death.
That was simply because Brian was a freak.
The other’s speed was probably around five seconds for a hundred meters.
That already exceeded human limits and was barely at the threshold of First Rank life.
Meaning, Sudan was a Mutant with great potential.
Brian was eager for the Gift that would emerge from the other’s obsession.
How nice it would be if it was the Mind Reading Technique!
