Fantasy Game: Infinite City

Chapter 514 The Polluted City (8)

"Would you mind helping me?"

Adenauer picked up a broken flashlight on the ground and waved it. Juan quickly understood what he meant. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and stood next to Adenauer.

Adenauer turned the three dead policemen over and prepared to pry open their mouths for examination, but unfortunately, when Javier killed them, two of them had been shot through the jaws, so their mouths were full of blood. Without special forensic tools, it was difficult to find any clues.

Fortunately, the mouth of one police officer was intact. Adenauer pried open his mouth and examined it carefully. As for why he wanted to check his mouth, it was mainly to see if there was any food residue in his mouth.

Juan, as an old policeman who has worked for decades, quickly understood Adenauer's approach, although the current situation theoretically did not fall into the category of normal crime. Although the specific situation was unclear, the abnormality in the cell area seemed to be caused by the three police officers. They went crazy for some unknown reason and suddenly started to massacre all the prisoners. When the prisoners were first brought into the police station, Juan met all the police officers in the police station, and they were all normal. Judging from their performance, they could not have shot and killed people because they knew these prisoners. In addition, the fact that the bodies of these prisoners came back to life could not be a normal situation. There must be something that prompted the three police officers to start the massacre.

Although there were few people in the police station, Juan, Madison and Adenauer, who were on the first floor, had not gone to the cell block downstairs in advance after the main group left. There was an emergency light above the door leading to the stairwell, which was not very bright, but if someone entered, they would definitely be discovered. And there was only one way to the cell block on the first underground floor, which was the staircase, so it was basically ruled out that someone else had sneaked into the police station.

So the problem must be with the three police officers themselves, which is why Adenauer checked their mouths. Maybe they ate something that tampered with it.

"There's no food residue in the gaps between his teeth, but the color of his tongue is a little unusual. He might have drunk something. Do you know any blue drinks?"

"Blue? Let me see."

Juan leaned over to take a look. Adenauer was not lying. The police officer he examined had a large portion of his tongue that was blue. The color was not very dark and had a faint sweet taste, probably the pigment residue from some beverage.

However, for people of Juan's age, the most common drinks are water, coffee, and beer. These three things generally have nothing to do with the color blue, at least in Juan's mind. So when Adenauer asked him this, he really couldn't tell.

"It seems you don't like drinks very much."

However, Adenauer seemed to have anticipated Juan's answer, so the matter was quickly put to rest. Adenauer stood up and walked back to the place where the three police officers had stood when he was outside the door. He searched and finally found a half-drunk bottle of drink and two or three empty plastic bottles of the same brand under an overturned chair. Coincidentally, the liquid in the half-drunk bottle of drink was blue, but it was darker than the blue on the police officer's tongue.

Adenauer temporarily gave the half bottle of drink to the old policeman Juan, and then continued to search, but this time he didn't find anything else. So he returned to the bodies of the three policemen and searched them again, but didn't find any useful clues.

"Is there a forensic lab in the police station?"

"I don't know the specific situation of Larry's police station, but generally speaking, every police station should have one. At least according to the size of this town, there must be a forensic doctor in this town. So even if the forensic laboratory is not in the police station, it must be somewhere near the police station. You can ask Madison, after all, she is a resident of this town."

"Then let's go up."

Adenauer's sturdy body did not seem to be just for decoration. He carried the relatively well-preserved body of the police officer on his shoulders without much effort and returned upstairs with Juan.

"You killed him?!"

Madison was a clerk after all. Although she had some courage for a newcomer, she had no experience after all, so she was still frightened when Adenauer carried the police officer's body up the stairs.

"It wasn't him, he was just downstairs..."

Looking at the nervous and somewhat frightened Madison, Juan immediately explained to her what had happened in the cell area before. Fortunately, with Juan's explanation, Madison might not have believed it.

In this situation, coupled with the continuous heavy rain, Juan felt that the whole town seemed to reveal a strange atmosphere. Although it was normal for the outdoor brightness to decrease during heavy rain, it was only a little after four o'clock in the afternoon. Under normal circumstances, no matter how heavy the rain outside was, it would not be as dark as midnight.

If the situation outside was normal, just a heavy rain, then there would be no problem. But if the situation outside was like the sudden riot in the prison cell, then it would be too dangerous for them. In such a dangerous situation, a strong helper can greatly increase their chances of survival. For Juan, Adenauer is such a helper. He is calm, has first-class shooting skills, and is decisive, which is very suitable for this situation.

But Juan did not forget his identity, a serial killer. Juan saw his actions towards Javier. Although Javier's death was a good thing for Juan, since Adenauer could watch Javier being torn into pieces by the resurrected corpses without any fluctuation, his reaction would not change if it was someone else. Although he had not killed himself and the clerk Madison so far, that was only now, and it did not mean that he would not do so in the future. However, based on the contact during this period of time, Juan realized that Adenauer seemed to be doing things according to his own set of behavioral logic. As long as he did not violate the bottom line, Adenauer's behavior was exactly the same as that of a normal person, and he was even more polite than ordinary people.

Juan has temporarily summarized several important points about Adenauer's logic, and he plans to tell Madison these to ensure that she will not be suddenly killed because of Adenauer's anger due to her wrong words. After all, in the minds of people like Adenauer, the logic of judging whether to violate the bottom line will not change just because Madison is a girl.

Based on his current understanding, Juan has temporarily summarized some information about Adenauer. He is very polite, provided that you can also show a certain degree of politeness or respect to him. If you behave like Havel, then during the conversation, Adenauer's tone will become cold.

As long as he abides by this point, even if Adenauer fails to get any answers from him, he will not pursue it too much, but will just turn the page. Just like when he asked him questions about Johor Bahru before, he did not answer, and nothing happened.

However, once something comes up that interests him, such as what exactly happens in the cell block, it is best to answer his questions honestly, otherwise you will end up like Havel. It seems that Adenauer will not show mercy if he cannot get the answer.

However, Adenauer was present at the scene at that time, so Juan could not tell Madison these things directly. He could only hint at them indirectly. Fortunately, Madison was smart enough to roughly understand what he meant.

"Ms. Madison, is there a forensic laboratory in the police station? I need to do some experiments."

"No, but there are forensic doctors in this town. Mr. Vincent is the forensic doctor in this town. His residence is not far from the police station, only about ten meters away, just across the street. In the past, when there were major cases, autopsies were performed at his residence. There is a small operating table in his home, as well as some equipment needed by forensic doctors. It should be considered a forensic laboratory, right?"

"I see. Thank you for the information Miss Madison."

"It's okay, I... Mr. Juan, why are you holding a half-full bottle of drink?"

"That's one of the things that needs to be checked... Wait, has anyone else in the police station drunk this stuff?!"

"Yes, this brand of beverage is very popular in this town. There is even a vending machine for this company's beverages at the entrance of the police station. This kind of beverage can be seen frequently in the police station. Almost everyone has tried it."

After hearing what Madison said, Juan immediately looked at Adenauer who was carrying the body. Sure enough, his free right hand had already opened the safety of the police semi-automatic rifle hanging on his chest, and was ready to raise the muzzle and point it at Madison. So Juan immediately stepped forward, stood in front of Adenauer, and immediately began to ask the most important question.

"Madison, have you ever tried this brand of drink?"

"No, I'm allergic to energy drinks. It's not serious, but it makes my eyes swell up and it's very uncomfortable, so I never drink energy drinks, but I love coffee."

"call.."

Hearing Madison's answer, the old policeman Juan breathed a sigh of relief. He was also gambling. He had no doubt that if Madison's answer was the opposite of what he had said, Adenauer would probably shoot him and kill him at the same time. After all, he was very decisive.

But this is a good result. At least Madison won't die under his gun now.

"The police station is not safe now, Madison. Is there really no way to open the police station's armory?"

"It seems impossible. The armory of the police station has two locks, one electronic and one mechanical. Now the whole town has a power outage, so the electronic lock should have opened automatically. However, the mechanical lock requires a key, and only Sheriff Larry and the deputy sheriff have it, and there is no spare key. The door of the armory was just replaced two months ago, so it is also difficult to pry open."

"Then forget it for now. The police station... No, the whole town may not be safe. Don't stay in the police station. Grab your things and come with us."

"it is good."

Madison didn't have much to pack, only her car keys and cell phone, so she got ready immediately. She followed the old policeman Juan and the strange prisoner Adenauer out of the police station and prepared to go to the forensic residence across the street.

What Adenauer wanted to check was not the cause of death of the police officer, so he did not care about the damage of evidence caused by the heavy rain. He held the police officer's body on his head and used it as a temporary shelter from the rain. However, considering the severity of the heavy rain outside, it did not play any role. Although it was only a dozen meters away from across the street, Adenauer was still soaked.

Madison and Juan were fine. They put on the police raincoats, and except for their ankles and faces which were soaked by the water outside, the rest of their bodies were relatively dry.

The door of forensic pathologist Vincent's house was locked, and Adenauer didn't seem to have the patience to look for the spare key, so he raised his rifle, blew off the door lock, pushed the door open and walked in. Vincent's house looked very warm, of course, if you didn't count the forensic laboratory in the basement.

"Boom."

Placing the police officer's body on the dissection table, Adenauer took off his wet clothes and shoes, and wiped them casually with a towel. Although his appearance made Madison a little shy, Adenauer did not care about it.

"Uh... I'll go find you a pair of pants."

"Thank you."

Madison temporarily left the room where the dissecting table was and returned to Vincent's residence upstairs, while Adenauer began to check the surrounding equipment.

"For a small forensic laboratory, the equipment here is quite complete."

"You know this? What did you do before?"

"That's not important. I'm going to start the experiment. If you don't like seeing this kind of scene, you can go upstairs and rest for a while."

"I've been a police officer for decades, and there are very few situations I haven't seen. Don't worry, this is not my first time in the forensic lab, and I won't vomit here."

“Do you need a mask?”

"No, I have rhinitis and am not sensitive to smells. Besides, this unfortunate guy just died not long ago, so the smell is not too pungent."

Then, Adenauer began the autopsy in an orderly manner. He skillfully put on gloves and protective clothing, took out all the tools from the special disinfection cabinet, took off the police officer's clothes, and then wiped the police officer's body with special props. After completing the preliminary preparations, he took out the dissection knife and prepared to officially start the dissection. However, just as he was about to cut, he stopped because Madison returned to the forensic laboratory with a pair of pants in his hand.

"Miss Madison, if you are right..."

"It's okay. I'm a medical school graduate and I've learned a lot about anatomy. Do you need my help?"

Madison skillfully took the other protective clothing and mask, as well as the forensic cap, and put on gloves neatly. After putting on everything, he stood on the other side of the autopsy table, ready to help.

"If you continue to be a doctor, both your income and living standards will be much better. Why do you choose to come to this small town and be a police clerk?"

"I'm not used to the fast-paced life in a big city. It's more relaxed in a small town."

"Then why don't you apply for the position of forensic doctor?"

"Well... because the medical examiners in the town don't get paid, and Mr. Vincent is the town's doctor, so it's not a problem, but I still need to make a living. But I did work as Mr. Vincent's assistant, after all, there were no other townspeople studying medicine except me and Mr. Vincent."

During the conversation, Adenauer carefully observed Madison's expression and demeanor. She did not seem to be lying, so Adenauer asked her to be his assistant and officially started the dissection work.