Chapter 157 Weird Photos and California
The strong smell of blood made the six people who had just entered silent, and the atmosphere became solemn.

Because at this moment, they knew from this point alone that the murderer was probably a very terrifying, psychologically twisted serial killer.

Tifa hid at the back and glanced at the real environment inside the wooden house with an expressionless face.

They were currently in the living room, with a dining table in the middle, two doors on the right, and a long table in front that served as a kitchen worktop.

The operating table is large enough to accommodate two people comfortably.

There was nothing else, but there were many knives placed on the kitchen counter.

This "numerous" refers to the row of knives that she saw as long as the workbench and the wall.

Among them, she found kitchen knives and boning knives from China, which she got to know because of Yorks. She also found various kitchen knives from other countries.

The most outrageous thing is that there is an axe that looks to have been carefully polished.

These knives, which are as long as the wall and hung on the knife rack, shine brightly under the light.

But it gave Tifa a chill, because it was so clean, both the knives and the workbench.

But the air was filled with the smell of blood. It was hard to imagine how many people this serial highway killer had killed to lead to such a situation.

"He is dismembering bodies here." The first man who came in broke the silence and said in a deep voice.

"He picked up the unconscious victim from his car, then came here step by step and laid the victim flat on the operating table."

Tifa agreed with what Knell, the head of the department and the person in charge of the profiling, said.
Since these knives are placed here and have been carefully cared for, it undoubtedly shows that each knife has its use and is not just hung on the knife rack.

The complete functions of these knives and the kitchen workbench, which is larger than ordinary ones, indicate that the murderer had dismembered the body here.

The victim was lying on the console and was being tortured by him.

"He is enjoying this kind of pleasure that belongs to him," Tifa thought to herself. "The victim is just a work of art for him to carve, not a living person."

At this time, Knell had already received some photos handed over by the technician.

It was covered with bloodstains recorded by infrared development technology. The operating table and the ground were all covered with the color of blood.

But if you look with the naked eye, the operating table and the floor are extremely clean.

After reading it, Knell handed the information in his hand to the members of his team and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, we must catch this brutal killer. He is very professional and may be more dangerous than we expected."

As the information was presented, the group's breathing became noticeably heavier.

Because what you can see from here is that this wooden house is actually covered in blood.

"F***! Damn it, this guy is still chiding people?"

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Listening to the sounds around her, Tifa looked at the information and shook her head. Judging from the information alone, the murderer's psychological problems might be even more brutal than she imagined.

The information also includes labels of various items in the refrigerator.

When I came in, I saw the technicians tossing these suspicious pieces of meat, internal organs, etc. in front of the refrigerator. Because these pieces of meat looked clean, just like the meat bought from the supermarket, but I didn't expect that the meat and suspicious things in the refrigerator were confirmed to be all from humans.

"It's possible that he did more than just kill people and then bring them back to dismember them. These two simple steps cannot fulfill his definition of a work of art." Tifa said at this time.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Tifa remained calm: "A work of art needs to be carefully polished and decorated, and not just anything can become a work of art."

Having said that, Tifa paused and glanced at the environment of the wooden house.

"The point is that every human being is different, which means he is still selecting, selecting the good and the bad, keeping the good for himself and the bad."

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood what Tifa meant.

This means that there is an accomplice, and the status of this accomplice is lower, and the murderer even has to take care of him.

"Damn it! It seems like this matter is getting more and more serious!" one of the men cursed inwardly.

Tifa ignored him. In her mind, this man named Angela had low emotional intelligence but strong close combat skills. He was in charge of operations and role-playing in the team.

She just looked at Knell. Knell was the leader and core of the group, and he was familiar with her mentor, so because of this friendship, she was called to help.

Otherwise she wouldn't want to come, so she might as well play with York on the bed.

After all, analytical work is quite tiring.

Collaboration and discussion can improve efficiency and accuracy, and a rough composition can be gradually pieced together during the discussion.

"I have the same idea. The exquisite knives and clean workbench prove this point." Knell nodded, agreeing with what Tifa said, and looked at the room with a heavy face:
"Let's get to work. It looks like there will be more information here. Before the murderer comes back and doesn't know we've got him, let's use the time difference to try to catch all of them."

As the supervisor finished speaking, everyone began to busy themselves, hoping to find some important clues.

But in the end they all gathered in the same room, because judging from the appearance of the wooden house, the place where important clues could appear was the murderer's room.

The room was as clean as the outside, but surprisingly there was no blood in it.

This gave Tifa an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She always had a feeling that the murderer seemed to hate his own behavior and to some extent chose to separate himself perfectly from what he had done, but for some reason he fell deeper and deeper into it, so that now he could never get up again.

Some of the photos in the room further reinforced this idea.

Because some of these photos are group photos.

The overall atmosphere looks very warm, like a big family, with both men and women, sitting and standing, all smiling at the camera.

What is horrifying is that in these photos, except for the person sitting in the center who has a normal face, the people sitting next to him or standing behind him all have very deformed faces.

This made everyone look at each other in bewilderment, each with their own ideas, but without exception they all thought that the murderer must be the normal person in the photo, and these deformed people were the accomplices who had just been guessed to be of a lower status.

Tifa remained silent and subconsciously turned over the photo that was given to her.

This made her pupils shrink violently, and she saw a very small sentence on the back of the photo.

And these words are exactly the address and time.

The word California appeared prominently above the address.

(End of this chapter)