Chapter 317: Hypothesis
"There is no other way, just run away."
Zhao Guangming shook his head and looked at Wang Jin, who was covered in injuries.
"How did you do this, kid?"
"I still want to ask you."
The young man sighed and patted the dust on his coat.
"How is it possible that the three fat men on your side are unscathed?"
"What fat guy?"
The middle-aged man put down the cigarette in his hand and looked at Wang Jin with confusion.
"That's it!"
Wang Jin gestured desperately, trying to make the other party understand what he meant.
But the latter was still smoking quietly, looking like he was looking at a fool.
"Tsk, boy."
Looking at Wang Jin who kept making gestures, Zhao Guangming sighed.
"My situation may be different from yours."
"call…"
Just as Zhao Guangming was about to speak, a panting figure ran over from a distance.
"I did a cursory inspection and found that those teeth and nails are most likely those of the victim."
Li Ming covered his mouth and nose, suppressing the discomfort deep in his heart and spoke.
Not long after he arrived, he was coaxed by Wang Jin to check the vomit left by the two fat men.
I can only say that he is worthy of being a professional, and his professionalism is quite admirable.
"Let's go back to the station and talk."
Zhao Guangming raised his eyebrows, turned around and walked to a private car nearby.
Li Ming was very smart. He did not bring a large number of police officers to alert others, nor did he hastily set up any cordon.
Having personally experienced the strange incident, he knew that sometimes doing nothing would be the most useful.
Of course, he still felt bad about leaving Li Ming as the hands-off shopkeeper.
"Close the team."
After muttering something into the intercom, the slightly young leader quietly made a gesture.
A dozen plainclothes men emerged from the corner and returned to their respective vehicles.
It is precisely because of them that the streets at night can be guaranteed to be free of pedestrians.
It is undeniable that they have also made considerable contributions.
——
"Oh shit."
Chen Zhong kicked the sofa so hard that it flew up.
"Uh... ugh..."
Lying on the ground were two obese bodies, struggling painfully, with painful whimpers coming from their mouths from time to time.
"Brother Chen, we are the only two left."
The man with the birthmark on his face looked gloomy and looked up at Chen Zhong.
The dim light from the candle illuminated his slightly swollen face.
"I know."
Chen Zhong took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
He felt very frustrated.
The pain after autophagy can only be slightly relieved by devouring human flesh and blood, which is why he went out to "hunt" tonight.
After all, it was the fighting power he brought out from prison, so he couldn't give up easily.
But who would have thought that the hunt was unsuccessful, and two more people got caught in it instead.
"call…"
The man with the birthmark on his face gritted his teeth and began to sweat on his forehead.
He seemed to be in pain.
"Old Xu, I'm sorry for you."
Chen Zhong sighed and patted the man with the birthmark on the shoulder.
"Brother Chen, I'm fine."
"But we really can't do anything anymore these days, not even if I die."
Lao Xu shook his head and looked seriously into Chen Zhong's eyes.
But it's not that they have any brotherhood among the escaped convicts. The man with the birthmark just doesn't want to be implicated.
"I understand the truth, but..."
Chen Zhong sighed and did not continue.
——
"So... you just bullied three ordinary people?"
Wang Jin applied an ice pack to his swollen face and looked at Zhao Guangming with eyes full of resentment.
"You can't say that."
The latter sighed, but his expression was very unsatisfactory.
"They still have guns."
"Shoot your grandma in the leg."
Wang Jin couldn't help but smashed the ice pack in his hand, but the middle-aged man easily dodged it.
"But...I probably understand something after this time."
Zhao Guangming scratched his head and his tone suddenly became serious.
"First, the ability to turn a fugitive into what you call a 'fat man'. They call it autophagy."
"Autophagy...is really a realistic name."
Wang Jin recalled the burly man's actions before leaving and couldn't help but frown.
Not only was he digesting the contents of his stomach, the man was even digesting his own internal organs.
"Autophagy should have a very serious price to pay, otherwise those three people would have beaten me up long ago."
The middle-aged man blew out a smoke ring, and the original serious atmosphere disappeared.
"Secondly, the ability like space jumping requires sacrifice to work. We have guessed this before."
As he spoke, he handed Wang Jin a file, with the key words on it already highlighted in red.
"The first time they used their abilities, they killed several prison guards. This might be a kind of sacrifice."
"As for how they escaped just now..."
Wang Jin touched his chin and carefully recalled the situation at that time.
"My opponent is completely alienated, and now it seems that he must have sacrificed himself."
The young man rubbed his temples and answered.
He has basically accepted the hypothesis put forward by Zhao Guangming, and continues to follow this hypothesis.
"As for what you said... they probably sacrificed a teammate."
Knocking on the table, Wang Jin's expression looked a bit strange.
One of the fugitives suddenly opened a huge mouth in his stomach and ate the other fugitive.
This is so bizarre that it's hard to believe.
This chapter has been completed!