"Action documents? No destroyed action documents?" Qianyu was shocked and immediately asked T70 to go over there to see what happened to Fujiwara and the others.

And when he walked over, he saw Fujiwara's face calmly and used a flashlight to illuminate the content written on the paper he had just taken out of a cardboard box.

There are several hotel names written in a rather scribbled manner, one apartment name, and one person name - Fujiwara

"What are these?" T70 asked.

"Those hotels were places I had been to when I made an appointment with her, and the apartments were houses I had bought secretly before. But it seemed to be known - my brother's death notice was sent there, so I think...at least the police department knew where my apartment was."

"It seems that our enemy has been confirmed part of it?" Fujiwara frowned. "This... is not a very safe thing to confront the secret intelligence department, right?"

"This makes no sense," T70 made a very stiff head shake. "The Police Department should not be enemies of us. I think we need to go back and check it out."

"We can wait a little while these, after all, we are still on site, so we should do what we need to do here first. Well... let's check if there are any other key clues here first." Fujiwara interrupted the other two people's thoughts. "Although they have evacuated, they seem to have not had time to destroy all these key information. Maybe we can find some new and valuable clues if we look through them again."

"Yes, this is very subtle, because if I were them, I would never leave like this. I must first destroy all the valuable information in advance." Ying's expression was very puzzled.

"Or if there is a very bad situation, they did not leave, but just went out for the time being." T70 glanced at the warehouse gate that was not closed, and watched the two drones fly out of the door, saying this. "I will first monitor other intersections that may come outside with reconnaissance posts, and then we will search slowly. If they suddenly come back, we will immediately evacuate from other directions."

...

"Is there too much minced meat on the ground...?" Ying gently covered her mouth and looked at the flesh and blood on the ground with intent eyes. "Did you deliberately cut it into this?"

"The bigger question is where these flesh and blood come from," T70 stood beside her. "You also saw that these two corpses are highly intact, and there is no room for so many flesh and blood to be cut out."

"No, you were wrong." Fujiwara stood in front of Chianti's body and gently stroked the body with her gloved hands. "This... you said before was covered with blood, right?"

"Isn't it?" T70 raised his head, as if he had realized what Fujiwara was going to say afterwards.

"You're almost blank in terms of touch," Fujiwara actually picked up a small piece of "meat" that Qianyu had previously identified as blood-stained. "This thing... is not human flesh and blood, but... a freeze-dried sponge."

"What is that?" Qian Yu was stunned.

"A material that fills the wound like cavity and stuffs it in, and then this thing can stop bleeding and antibacterial, and provides the body with enough nutrients while constantly degrading - the main ingredients of this sponge include hydroxymethyl chitosan, chitosan quaternary ammonium salt, hydroxyethyl chitosan and collagen - these are basic nutrients that can be used for wound repair, which can promote body healing." Fujiwara rubbed her fingers holding the sponge and let the freeze-dried sponge fall off her hands. "Simply put, it's a bit like an enhanced version of Lingchi - the executioner is not only constantly picking the meat slices from her body, but also using these medical methods to maintain her life and prolong the time she suffers from torture."

"Can you help me see what the damage was going on all over her body? It seems that I was not working well in this environment." T70 finally gave up his perception of the corpse and left it to Fujiwara to be responsible for the investigation.

"I don't know, it's better to take a photo and record it first," Fujiwara thought for a while, and took out the camera from his bag and started taking photos. "Fenghua, check if there are any tools that may be related to the case."

"Well, as for this, I might be able to provide some help..." Before Firefly started searching, T70 had already walked to a corner of the room and picked up a bottle. "Well... this seems to be a nutrient solution? It's used to make some drips?"

"Maybe it was used to extend Chianti's life." Fujiwara said as she took the photo.

"There are indeed tools, and torture tools are all here," Ying also checked out what seemed to be used for execution. "This... vise appears here not by chance, but has it been used, right?"

"Well, look at her fingers and her nails were pulled out. Obviously, it was probably done with these pliers."

"I have a problem," T70 said, looking at the wounded Chianti's body. "In these cases, the degree of abuse of the deceased seems to be different?"

Cohen was tortured, but the body was basically intact and eventually died of a spinal fracture.

Chianti's family did not suffer much and eventually died of throat slits.

Chianti was tortured, suffered from a long period of lingchi and received professional medical care, and the cause of death was unknown.

Miss Nami was tortured in unknown condition, but her body and skin remained intact.

Both members of the organization suffered extremely cruel torture, and the deaths of people who were not affiliated with the organization seemed relatively civilized.

"You can't say that. If you really want to judge, Cohen's criminal law is actually similar to Chianti's family, because they were killed in one blow in the end - while Chianti suffered an extremely long torture."

"But we don't have X-rays to test the bones, right? Maybe Chianti, like Cohen, also gave her a pleasure by breaking her spine..."

"Impossible," Fujiwara said, taking the photo. "He lay on the stage, without space for his spine to hit the hard object. Or, it is unlikely that someone tied up like this to break the spine like Cohen..."

Just as they were discussing this, the T70 suddenly became quiet.

"Wait a minute." T70 suddenly began to look around the room, and finally stopped his eyes at the top of a cabinet - a white oil barrel with a tube inserted from outside.

And the other end of the tube is... an alarm clock that is also placed on the cabinet.
Chapter completed!