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Chapter 1026: Being Prepared Invites No Trouble (2)

A severed head!

Dripping with blood!

Wrapped in cling film, surrounded by charcoal, a severed head!

Even with mental preparedness, Ryosuke was still taken aback.

"Damn it!"

"Not just betrayal!"

"But murder too!"

Ryosuke muttered fiercely to himself.

Despite the cling film and bloodstains, Ryosuke could still clearly make out the outline of the head as that of a young woman.

The head of such a young woman immediately triggered the memories that Ryosuke least wanted to recall.

His breathing became slightly heavier.

But his rationality remained.

He knew why he was here.

After closing the closet door, Ryosuke continued to

"At that time, I thought it was retribution for what I’d done, I lived in fear every day, I was even close to telling you everything."

"But who would have thought!"

"This isn’t a terminal illness, it’s a new beginning!"

The mockery on his face turned into excitement.

"So, you killed that doctor?"

Ryosuke sharply caught something in the other’s words and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course!"

"Doesn’t a quack deserve to die?"

He looked as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"What about them?"

Ryosuke pointed with effort at the wardrobe.

"You mean to say they were innocent?"

"Joking."

"They’re food!"

"When you eat pork, beef, lamb, do you think they’re innocent?"

"Not really, right?"

"What right do you have to judge me?"

He scoffed coldly.

"To be human, one must at least know not to harm one’s own kind!"

Ryosuke retorted angrily.

As a result of such a retort, his ankle was crushed under the other’s foot.

Crack!

"Ah!"

Amid the slight moans of his joints, Ryosuke let out a miserable cry, then clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making any sound.

The other’s eyes twinkled with the light of a cat toying with a mouse, as he began to slowly apply pressure.

Crack, crack...

Snap!

Ryosuke’s ankle was broken.

Ryosuke’s body trembled, sweat emerging like syrup.

But still, Ryosuke bit his teeth and remained silent.

The other person smiled, then placed his foot on Ryosuke’s other foot.

Crack, crack...

Snap!

Another foot was broken.

Ryosuke bit so hard that his teeth bled, but still kept silent.

This appearance made the other shake his head.

"Truly worthy of being called ’Hard-boned’ Officer Ryosuke."

"But Commandant Ryosuke, this is really not fun."

"When I hunt food, what I enjoy most is listening to their wails and screams."

"Do you know why I choose young women?"

"Because their screams are the most delightful."

He sighed, drew back his foot, and raised the gun again.

Ryosuke watched the gun muzzle without blinking.

Suddenly the other laughed.

"Do you think I don’t dare to shoot?"

"You think shooting will bring trouble upon me?"

"Don’t worry."

"There will be someone to take care of it for me."

"Just like Yan Xia, and the hitman this afternoon—as long as you demonstrate a certain value, someone will take care of everything for you, even if it’s murder or cannibalism."

"Otherwise, why as a policeman, would you not know about so many missing girls?"

He sneered mockingly.

Anger gathered on Ryosuke’s face.

He wanted to stand up.

But the pain in his abdomen and the broken bones in both ankles deprived him of such ability.

Merely struggling a bit, he fell down again.

But Ryosuke did not give up.

He fell down again and again.

And tried again and again.

As Ryosuke was about to truly stand up on his fifth attempt, after failing four times, the armed man immediately stepped forward and crushed Ryosuke’s broken ankle with his foot.

Ah!

Ryosuke fell.

The short scream excited the other.

He began to forcefully trample Ryosuke’s ankle.

"Cry out!"

"Scream for me!"

But Ryosuke fell silent once again.

Nevertheless, Ryosuke’s scream just now had given the other hope.

Letting him know that Ryosuke too, could scream.

Immediately, the other raised his foot towards Ryosuke’s fingers.

The ten fingers are connected to the heart!

He believed such pain would be enough to make Ryosuke cry out.

And the distance between him and Ryosuke was also closing.

Snap!

One of Ryosuke’s fingers was crushed.

At the same time, a bag of white powder was thrown by Ryosuke—

Lime!

After Hui Lijing’s suggestion to Urashima, Ryosuke thought it made sense, so he prepared quicklime in advance.

The very next moment—

"Aaaaah!"

"My eyes!"