Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

Seth put down the photo, squatted down and looked carefully at the contents in the carton.

"There were hair samples, stool samples, urine samples, and... fingernails."

Seth stood up again, and Summer stood behind him, looking at the inhuman corpse, said.

"The murderer is simply not human."

"He got what he deserved."

As soon as Summer finished speaking, Seth said such a sentence for no reason.

"Hey, what did you just say?" Summer asked with a frown.

"Don't you think the murderer's modus operandi is very familiar?" Seth asked back.

"Wait, you mean the serial murder incident some time ago?"

"That's right, the murderer will repeat all this in Gro City."

"Oh, shit!"

Summer covered his forehead, the serial murder case gave him a headache just hearing about it.

"rustle…"

Suddenly, just as the two were discussing, there was a slight sound from the ceiling above their heads.

Seth, who was wearing a hat, didn't feel anything, but Summer, who had short hair, felt something landed on top of his head. When he reached out to touch it, a speck of dust stuck to his palm.

"dust?"

Summer looked up towards the ceiling. There were four small holes in the ceiling above his head. He changed the angle and found that these four small holes actually penetrated the roof.

"rustle…"

Whether it was his hallucination, the roof seemed to be shaking.

"Detective! Watch out for the top of your head!"

The two special police officers guarding the door rushed forward immediately, throwing them aside one after the other.

"Boom!"

As soon as the special police team threw the two of them down, the ceiling above them "boomed" and cracked, and the ruins collapsed and fell on the floor of the room.

"Ka... Kaka..."

Cracks appeared on the wooden floor, and Summer got up from under the SWAT team, and immediately came to the corpse and shouted outside.

"Has the ambulance arrived yet!?"

At this time, outside the apartment, an ambulance was parked outside the police car circle. Two emergency doctors in raincoats and carrying a stretcher quickly ran into the apartment and reached the second floor.

"Quick, there is a risk of collapse here."

Summer said anxiously, the two doctors nodded, dealt with it briefly, and carried the dead body onto the stretcher.

Didn't ask why it was a dead body, why an ambulance was called instead of a hearse, but they charged money for whatever they did.

Soon, the police cordoned off the apartment building, putting seals everywhere.

"He's playing a game."

In the corridor on the second floor of the apartment, Seth took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, shook out one and lit it, and took a deep breath.

"what game?"

Summer walked back and forth in the corridor with an anxious look, and asked after hearing the words.

"The missionary game."

"Fuck it!"

Summer just went through Seth's series of explanations about the murderer's serial killings in other cities, thinking that the murderer was playing a game.

And the other party didn't care about the police at all, and even meant to play them in the applause.

Therefore, there is a kind of resistance to the word "game" now, and it makes people angry when they hear it.

The anger in his heart soared, he put his hands on his hips, and walked back and forth.

"We have to control our emotions."

"No matter how difficult it is, we have to pay attention to all the details."

Seeing that he was emotionally unstable, Seth came to Summer with a cigarette in his mouth, and stretched out his hands to comfort him.

"I'm an emotional animal and I can't control my emotions.

"

Summer gritted his teeth, put his hands on his hips, and looked so angry that he couldn't listen to anything.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Seth's face became serious, and Summer looked up at Seth, still angry.

"Yes, I heard you."

"Crack!"

Just as the two were facing each other, the sound of the camera taking pictures sounded from behind. Summer turned to look, and was immediately blinded by the continuous flashing lights.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

Summer covered his eyes with his right hand, frowned and looked at the reporter standing on the stairs with an unhappy tone.

"Sorry, I'm..."

"The crime scene has been sealed, get out of here!"

Before the reporter finished speaking, Summer interrupted and walked towards the reporter. On the way, the reporter kept pressing the shutter, and a flash of light hurt Summer even more.

"I'm a photographer for United Press International and I have the right to be here!"

The reporter refuted him, and continued to take pictures of the two of them, especially Summer, who was very angry.

"Get out!"

Summer broke out in anger, and slapped the reporter's camera off with a slap, telling the reporter to get out.

"You bastard, I have your picture!"

"I took a picture of you!"

As the reporter walked down the stairs, he pointed at Summer's face and said angrily.

"Oh, is it so?"

"Remember my name, Detective Summer!"

"Get out of here!"

"Go to Nima!"

Before going out, the reporter gave Summer upstairs the middle finger and swears.

"How did they come so fast!?"

Summer looked back at Seth and asked angrily.

"They pay the police to receive information, and the price is very high."

"You should know."

Seth looked at him flatly, and replied.

"Sorry, I was really annoyed by that bastard."

After venting just now, Summer felt much better, and immediately apologized to Seth.

"It doesn't matter."

Seth shrugged, took a drag on his cigarette, walked down the stairs, and said.

"But it's impressive to see a man so impulsive."

Summer touched the back of his head and followed Seth.

Two hours later, Coronel Municipal Hospital.

"The deceased was imprisoned for a year."

"This figure is based on the degree of degeneration of the muscles and spine."

Summer and Seth were standing in the corridor of the hospital, and a bald doctor was telling them about the situation of the deceased.

"Blood tests showed that the deceased had used a lot of medicines, even antibiotics."

"Maybe to avoid bed sore infection."

"The deceased's brain should have been delirious a long time ago, and his tongue was bitten off by himself."

After the doctor finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Doctor, when did he die?"

Summer and Seth looked at each other, stepped forward and asked

"Three hours ago."

The doctor stopped, looked back at the two detectives, and sighed.

"Among the patients I have seen, he suffered the most severe pain and torture, and death was a kind of relief for him."

"But in fact, judging from the level of the abuser, it is entirely possible for him to continue to endure this hellish torture for a long time."

"Maybe it's the conscience of the abuser."

Speaking of this, the doctor shrugged and joked. He immediately turned and left, leaving the two detectives standing where they were.

"There is news from the police force."

When Summer and the two came to the morgue where the deceased was, Seth suddenly said.

"what?"

"Based on their judgment, there were footprints of other people at the crime scene and they were fresh."

"The reason why the roof collapsed was also caused by the impact of a strong force."

Summer's expression froze when he heard the words, and said.

"You mean, the death of the deceased was not an accident, but someone interfered with the murderer?"

"Remember when we rushed to the scene for the first time?"

Seth and Summer looked at each other, Summer nodded and recalled.

"There was a mess everywhere, furniture decorations were all on the floor and windows were broken."

"At first I thought it was caused by the deceased's counterattack against the murderer during his lifetime."

"No, those things were all broken before we went, and the time was very short."

"Someone found the murderer before our police, and there was a brief conflict with the murderer."

"There was no sign of any hot weapons at the scene, and what kind of conflict would bring the roof of a house down?"

Summer shook his head and smiled when he heard the words, obviously not believing that it was man-made, maybe it was an accident.

"Summer, you are still young, and there are some things you don't know yet."

"Hey, buddy."

"I'm already twenty-eight years old, and I'm already an uncle in the eyes of the little girl, and I plan to..."

When Summer heard the word young, he immediately retorted, but before he could finish speaking, a strange figure passed the two of them and entered the morgue.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Idlers are not allowed to enter the hospital mortuary at will."

Summer yelled at the figure, but the other figure seemed to have never heard of it, and came to stand in front of the dead body they were responsible for.

Summer and Seth walked into the mortuary together, and only then did they see clearly the outfit of the person standing in front of Cliff's body.

Wearing a white hat with a large brim, a red cape and a white tunic suit, a golden lock on the chest, and white gloves on both hands, he looks like a future policeman in the Street Fighter game.

"What kind of dress is this, cos General Byson?"

Summer looked at his outfit and joked.

"Hey…"

Summer wanted to speak, but Seth raised his hand and shook his head, signaling him to shut up for now. Summer shrugged and said nothing.

At this time, the strangely dressed person was looking at the corpse intently.

"See anything?"

Seth stood beside him and asked.

Ambisias did not speak, he took off his gloves, and reached out to touch the brain of the deceased.

"Om~"

And the moment his hand came into contact with the dead man's brain, a gust of red air gushed out from his body and covered his arm, and flowed all the way along the arm into the dead man's brain.

[Backtracking] Activate!

When a human being dies, the brain usually survives for a few minutes, and at this time, the brain still has memories before death.

But Cliff's death time has reached three hours. According to normal circumstances, his brain has long since died, and he cannot provide any information.

But Abixias' ability [backtracking] can extract the information he wants from the biological brain.

Even if it is a corpse that has been dead for three hours, Ambixias can invade the human cerebral cortex by injecting qi, and then convert it into an image in his mind through his ability.

But his abilities were limited to extracting information from the brains of animals he already knew.

If it was a rare or rare animal that he had never come into contact with or understood, then he would be at a loss what to do.

The memories of Cliff's life flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

"Ok!?"

Suddenly, a face appeared frequently in Cliff's memory.

Although there is only one side of this face that frequently flashes, such a deep impression is enough to explain the problem.

Soon, Ambisias learned from Cliff's memory that this person was the murderer in this case.

"Catholic Church - Silas."

"I give you death to end your crimes."

Just when he was about to end the backtracking, two voices sounded from the darkness to make Ambixias continue to maintain his ability.

"What is he doing?"

Summer touched Seth and asked.

The burly young man in front of him closed his eyes and stroked the blood-stained and wounded head of the deceased with his left hand. Except for his mouth, he did not move, just like a priest praying for the deceased.

"beep…"

Seth was about to answer Summer when the phone rang.

"Director?"

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a call from their immediate superior, the Police Chief of Coronel City.

Seth glanced at Summer, turned and walked out of the morgue to the corridor outside.

"Seth, this case is out of your hands for the time being."

The director's deep voice rang from the phone, Seth was silent for a moment, looked at Summer in the morgue, and replied.

"I know, I'll tell him."

"I know you feel uncomfortable, but this incident is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"According to various relevant information, there are also intelligence obtained by other police stations."

"The murderer this time is the culprit who caused vicious serial killings across the country before."

"And the murderer is not an ordinary person."

"For your own safety, get out as soon as possible."

Seth was listening to the phone while observing the situation in the morgue.

"Excuse me, please let me go."

A nurse came over pushing a cart, Seth hurriedly stepped aside and asked at the same time.

"Director, may I ask, who is that man standing in the morgue?"

"What's so special about that guy who looks like a character from a street fighting game?"

The director on the phone paused for a moment, then continued.

"That's a bounty hunter from the Hunter Association. He has already solved many wanted criminals, and he has a professional team and special abilities."

"In short, he is not an ordinary person, but a professional hunter recognized by the Hunter Association."

"The city government spent a lot of money to entrust the Hunter Association to take action. The person you saw is a hunter specially assigned by the Hunter Association to hunt down wanted criminals."

"I see."

Seth hung up the phone, came to Summer, and whispered.

"Summer, this case is out of our hands."

"You are joking?"

Summer's reaction was very intense. He spread his hands, smiled in disbelief, and asked.

"We are the only ones involved in this case. If it's not ours, who else can it be?"

"It's up to him."

Seth raised his chin, and Summer looked back at Ambixias.

Coincidentally, the opponent had also canceled his ability at this time, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Just him? What is he capable of?"

"Just because of his general Bison's uniform? Or his height?"

Summer pointed to the strange clothes on Ambixias, and his height of two meters.

"I already know who the murderer is, what his identity is, and what he looks like."

"There are also the voices and movements that the deceased heard before he died. I understand everything clearly."

As if in response to Summer's question, Ambixias turned around and lowered his head, looking down at Summer with a solemn tone.

"In addition, this is not the cosplay of General Bison, this is a special costume that fits my professional hunter style."

"Your mayor is very far-sighted. It was the right choice not to go to Xiezhuan."

Anbixias patted Summer on the shoulder, and left the hospital morgue over the two of them.

"Let's go."

Anbixias walked out of the hospital gate, and a white car was waiting for him outside. He opened the door and stepped into it, and disappeared at the end of the road amidst the roar of the engine.

Ambixis is very confident, because of his ability, he is like a fish in water in the bounty hunter business.

Warrior Dora Ambixis, the name has become a supernova in the mouths of many hunters, and the potential is not small.