The Divine Hunter Chapter 32: Morgue

"Feeling better now?"

Kelin Tilly smoked a small and exquisite pipe and blew out smoke rings at Todd beside her,

The latter's huge body sat numbly at the head of the bed, his body stooped and holding his head, as if he had aged ten years after a dream.

The last image of the dream kept lingering in his mind, and his heart hurt as if it was about to burst.

What does the coroner and a room full of corpses mean? The relative I have been searching for for a long time is no longer alive in the end.

The bleak life finally gave out a ray of hope, but it was ruthlessly extinguished.

Compared to the physical pain of being seriously injured and dying, this kind of inner torture made him suffer even more.

However, the willpower honed during his long career as a mercenary allowed him to force himself and quickly get rid of his bad mood.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Todd's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse as if he had been seriously ill. He suddenly stood up.

"I can understand," the dreamer blew out smoke, his eyes blank, as if he was remembering the unbearable past. "There is nothing more painful than losing a loved one, and this pain can never be healed."

The two were silent for a moment.

"Master Roy is still downstairs, don't keep him waiting too long."

"Yeah."

Toad turned his back, feeling dizzy in a daze. The blurry man seemed to flash before him again, his fingertips digging into the flesh of his palm.

"Wait until I find Aisha. No matter who he is, I will pay with blood... blood for blood!"

……

Nuo City was covered with a layer of orange gauze, and the sky was getting closer to evening.

The demon hunters and mercenaries rushed to the morgue without stopping.

Only two soldiers with swords on their waists were guarding the door.

This is quite abnormal. Under normal circumstances, Novigrad does not assign guards to the morgue.

After all, the deceased transported to the morgue will be picked up by the body collector first, and the rest is unprofitable.

As for those who are mentally ill and have evil intentions towards corpses, the coroner and his assistants will naturally drive them away.

There is no need to mobilize soldiers.

The Witcher and Todd exchanged glances.

"What are you two doing?!" The young soldier on the left casually glanced at the two of them, stretched out his hand to stop them, and shouted sternly, "Stay away from me and don't come here to cause trouble. It is strictly prohibited to enter or leave the morgue now."

"Good afternoon, guardian of the eternal fire, I am Roy, the snake sect demon hunter." The demon hunter took a step forward, his dark gold pupils swept across several people, and said without being humble or condescending,

"This friend's relative suffered an accident and her body is lying inside. Can you two make it easy for us to go in and see her?"

The soldier glanced at the Snake Pie pendant around his neck. His expression suddenly turned ugly, but he still stubbornly stood in front of the door, stretching his neck.

"Snake sect demon hunters, we have never offended you. Please don't embarrass us... Not long ago, a murder occurred in the morgue. It is of great importance. I hope you understand."

He emphasized the word "whatever."

"I understand, you can't just do it casually, right? The two brothers must be tired after spending a whole day in the sun... You should know that demon hunters are best at searching for clues. Maybe I can help the Great Eternal Flame 'A small favor?"

"Why don't you tell me in detail what happened inside? I will help with the investigation later, free of charge. If you can find even a few clues for the two of you, you will be rewarded by Chief Chapelle."

The two soldiers exchanged looks, quite moved.

But there is still a hint of hesitation.

When Roy saw this, he blinked at the big man next to him. The latter immediately understood and cleanly threw money cannonballs that were more powerful and safer than the Yakxi seal. The two soldiers completely surrendered and confided. Reasons for imposing martial law——

Two days ago in the early morning, the coroner and his assistant were found dead suddenly in the morgue. They died very strangely, or inexplicably. The soldiers of the Eternal Fire have not found the whereabouts of the murderer so far.

Roy felt an ominous premonition. In Todd's dream, Elsa appeared in the morgue, and the coroner died on the spot.

"Coincidence? Or is there some connection between the two events?"

After a while, the two continued to use money to clear the way and successfully sneaked into the morgue.

The soldier accepted the request and explained some precautions and the situation in the room, then took the money and went to the Spear Cave to have a good time.

The Free City of Novigrad is a commercial capital. Every resident pursues interests. Life, interpersonal communication, and everything are inseparable from money.

……

The morgue is located lower than the level ground, almost on the ground floor, which is more conducive to the preservation of corpses, and its walls are thicker to isolate external heat.

Compared with the bright sunshine and warm climate outside, the interior of the morgue is cold and damp. Torches and braziers are hung at intervals on the gray-black walls on both sides, swaying with dim firelight.

As soon as people passed by, their shadows were cast on the wall, elongated by the firelight and filled with gloom.

The morgue is divided into six small rooms, with an intricate structure, somewhat like the cave where Sharma lives in the mountains. The surrounding area is filled with a pungent smell of medical antiseptics, as well as the rotten smell and stench of flesh and blood.

Roy and Todd walked straight forward for about half a minute, passing empty wooden beds along the way. Most of them were swaying and had a corner missing. It was obvious that they had suffered a huge impact not long ago.

The footprints on the nearby ground were messy, and the walls and columns were stained with splatters of blood.

When the demon hunter's senses are turned on, one can clearly see several intersecting ribbons of flesh and blood.

It's very fresh, just these two days.

"Obviously, the coroner struggled and resisted before he died. Unfortunately, the perpetrator was too strong and he could not resist."

"More than a dozen wooden beds weighing more than fifty pounds were touched and messed up. If a normal person dared to play like this, their joints would be damaged."

On the edge of the wooden bed, the witcher found some broken skin scraps, belonging to humans.

The murderer's, or the coroner's?

After checking and analyzing all the way, the demon hunter came to the innermost room, paused, and then pressed the pendant that was shaking slightly around his neck.

Well, there is a situation.

"Are you the body collector here, Quasimodo?"

A middle-aged man with a hunched back and a haggard body appeared in Roy's sight. He was wearing a dirty, smelly apron and a mask, playing with a basin of transparent liquid.

The witcher's nose moved. It was medical antiseptic.

According to the explanation of the guard at the door, after the coroner and his assistant died suddenly two days ago, Novigrad's cadaver Quasimodo temporarily took over the business of the morgue until he was transferred from Oxenfurt Medical School. The next coroner.

The middle-aged man seemed to be startled, turned around and looked at the two of them strangely, pulled down his mask, "Yes, I am Quasimodo, who are you two?"

"This is the family of the deceased, and I, a demon hunter, help the Eternal Flame find clues."

The demon hunter explained according to the agreed-upon words, while looking at the person in front of him - he should be born with a deformity, not a hunchback caused by long-term fatigue. He was very ugly, with a few sparse black hair on his head, rice-sized eyes, a bulbous nose, and a mouthful of yellow and rotten teeth that could stop a child from crying at night.

Moreover, when he heard the witcher introduce himself, his eyes flickered a little, which was caught by Roy.

Quasimodo?

Age: 36

Gender: Male

Identity: Corpse collector

…

This honor is too shocking. According to Roy's opinion, it is only a little better than Keyan.

And there are many hidden diseases on the body, probably caused by living in a cold and humid environment for a long time.

Physical quality is very average.

Roy said, "We need to check the body again..."

Obvious suspicion flashed across the hunchback's face, but for some unknown reason, he wisely chose to obey and pointed out the location of the coroner and his assistant, placed on the two beds at the outermost edge of the room, covered with white cloths.

Under the white cloth are two **** corpses. They can be vaguely distinguished as two human males, one is thirty-four or five years old, and the other is seventeen or eighteen years old.

Toad whispered to the witcher, went to another room, and looked for Elsa.

Roy stayed in place to examine the body. The first thing he noticed was the dark, empty eye sockets of the deceased - their eyeballs had been removed.

The next thing is the suture marks all over the body. It is obvious that Quasimodo has conducted a detailed autopsy on the two people.

"I have rarely seen such a strange way of death..." The hunched back behind the demon hunter, his two yellow eyes, one large and one small, turned with strange light, "The whole body is covered with injuries, and the wounds are very complicated, including fractures, Cutting with sharp objects, and... wounds left by teeth gnawing."

"gnawing teeth?"

Roy happened to find bite wounds on the face and head of the deceased - a piece of flesh was missing from the side of the face and half of the scalp was missing from the forehead. But based on the shape of the remaining tooth marks, he concluded that the attacker was not a beast like a wolf or a bear or a monster like a ghoul, but a human being.

Who could be so crazy?

It's not like simply killing the coroner - the attackers are torturing them.

"What's going on inside the body?" Roy asked again after looking at the body surface.

Quasimodo paused and swallowed, "Part of the internal organs is missing. Do you want to see it with your own eyes?"

The witcher nodded, took the scalpel, and opened it again to confirm.

Five minutes later, he sewed up the wound as neatly as a zipper and took off the **** gloves.

The coroner and assistant did not find the chaotic energy that caused the badge to vibrate, but there were indeed creepy missing and gnawed marks on the internal organs.

The perpetrator is definitely an ordinary person.

"By the way, what's the use of this bell?"

Between the two bruised ankles of the corpse, there was a silver bell tied with a hemp rope. He shook it curiously, and it made a clear and clear sound.

"In order to prevent someone from secretly moving the dead, some guys in Novigrad have a twisted mentality, you can understand."

"Well, let me look elsewhere..."

Across the room.

"Be careful, don't damage the body."

Quasimodo, hanging slightly nervously behind the witcher.

The second room inside is very unusual. There are not as many signs of fighting as there are in the outside rooms.

Roy felt the slight vibration of the pendant, and followed the feeling to look at the dead people on the wooden bed from the inside out, looking for Aisha's whereabouts.

Then it was an eye-opener.

Novigrad is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Humans, elven hybrids, and dwarves live here. The dead include all these races, and the causes of their deaths are all strange.

But most of them had wounds resulting from fighting.

More than ten gangs of various sizes run rampant in Novigrad. Gang fights are the biggest cause of death, followed by disease and hunger, and finally accidental death.

But no matter what, after being processed with medical antiseptics and dissected and sutured by the coroner, they look miserable.

"Oh, poor guy..." Roy glanced at the record beside the bed, covered a white cloth for a drunken dwarf who fell into the manure tank and drowned, and turned his eyes to a man who was castrated by his family for stealing and lost blood. Too many half-elves who lost their lives.

"Tsk tsk... If you stay in this place for a long time, you will definitely have psychological problems. But why is this guy opening his mouth?"

Roy opened the half-elf's mouth to a wider angle, and after a moment he took out a thin black hair.

"What is it? Beard, nose hair, or hair?"

He threw it away casually.

Keep checking.

When checked to the thirteenth.

Roy's expression suddenly changed from casual to solemn, and the pendant around his neck felt the strongest vibration. He relaxed in silence for a moment and lifted the white cloth in front of him.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, very young, in line with his inner impression, with delicate facial features and smooth skin, but at the moment he was pale and bloodless.

The witcher's palms trembled slightly. ~IndoMTL.com~ Her face was extremely peaceful, as if she was in a dark and sweet sleep.

There were no obvious wounds on her body.

Like a sleeping beauty.

But who can kiss her awake?

A strange color flashed in Demon Hunter Dark Gold's pupils, and a strange piece of information unfolded before his eyes.

Corpse emitting chaotic energy

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Identity: civilian

? ? ?

Not far away, Todd glanced this way, and instantly, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

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