allendalepharm Chapter 95 Is this considered a work-related injury?
Chapter 95 Is this considered a work-related injury?
When Chen Yuan saw the man's face, the fragments of memory in his mind were instantly magnified.
This man was the "Rainy Night Butcher" he was looking for.
The infamous "Rainy Night Butcher" who shocked Hong Kong.
Chen Yuan raised his gaze and finally fixed it on the counter in front of the crow.
There were a dozen or so freshly printed color photographs scattered there.
Even standing at the doorway, a few steps away, the light was dim.
However, Chen Yuan's extraordinary vision still allowed him to clearly capture the content of the photograph.
It's not scenery, it's not a portrait.
wrong.
It is a "human portrait" that transcends the limits of ordinary people's understanding.
The texture of flesh and blood, the arc of the fracture, and indescribable close-up details.
The composition, frozen on photographic paper, is extremely calm and even carries a certain eerie ritualistic feel.
And all of these are the work of people.
"Ugh—vomit—!"
The sound of the shop assistant vomiting reached another peak.
The crow slowly turned its head, as if only then noticing someone's arrival.
For the first time, a look of bewilderment appeared on his face, which was usually etched with a fierce expression, accompanied by a strong sense of physical discomfort.
The crow opened its beak, as if it wanted to say something.
But only a short "ho" came out of his throat.
"Click".
Chen Yuan closed the glass door of the photo printing shop with his backhand and flipped the "OPEN" sign next to the doorknob to the "CLOSED" side.
He walked straight to the young shop assistant who was still unconsciously retching and lifted him off the cold floor tiles.
The shop assistant's legs went weak, she could barely stand, tears and snot streamed down her face, and her eyes were unfocused.
"Go to the back to rest, and lock the door."
Chen Yuan's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable penetrating power.
The shop assistant, as if grasping at a straw, practically scrambled towards the door.
The door slammed shut, followed by the click of the lock.
Then he went to the crow.
With an expressionless face, he gathered the scattered photos on the counter into a stack, placed them face down on the counter.
In the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, he had seen countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The gruesome deaths of the Tartars and the severed limbs on the battlefield had already tempered his nerves to the point of being as refined as steel.
Although the scene before us was grotesque, it evoked a pure sense of disgust towards the perpetrators themselves.
He killed the Tartars for the sake of the country and the people.
This man tortured and killed innocent women, especially the last underage girl, purely to satisfy his own bestial desires.
"How did you find him?"
Chen Yuan asked a question, his gaze falling on Lin Guoyun at his feet.
Only after those disturbing photos were put away did the crows seem to regain the ability to breathe.
He took a deep breath and glanced at Lin Guoyun at his feet, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
"He drove to the job interview."
The crow's cries were still a little dry, but they had regained some coherence.
"The people at the car dealership registered his license plate without asking."
"When I realized the name was wrong, I immediately told all my drivers and colleagues to find the license plate."
He paused.
"Then one of my younger brothers, who had just started working at the car dealership, saw this car parked in front of the Kodak store near Lockhart Road."
"He got out of the car and went into the store, where he bumped into Lam Kwok-wan, who was sitting inside waiting for photos."
The crow licked its slightly chapped lips.
"That younger brother was quite astute; he sensed something was off about this man's eyes and tried to get information out of him."
"This bastard...is ridiculously paranoid. He probably thinks he's been exposed, so he got up and wanted to leave."
"My younger brother naturally wouldn't allow it, and the two of them pushed and shoved each other a few times in the store..."
"Then, my little brother punched him in the temple and knocked him down."
After the crow finished speaking, it also found it somewhat unbelievable.
Chen Yuan: "..."
"Your little brother's pretty good at fighting, where is he?"
"I left after I arrived, saying I wasn't feeling well... and felt nauseous."
As Crow said this, he glanced at the stack of photos in Chen Yuan's hand.
"This photo... was developed at this shop by this bastard."
Chen Yuan understood. The way Crow sounded on the phone when he called meant he'd seen the photos; now it was even more suspicious...
I saw more photos.
"Who is this person?"
The crow couldn't help but ask.
Chen Yuan met his gaze, his tone calm and even, yet he uttered four earth-shattering words.
"The Butcher in the Rainy Night"
Upon hearing this, the crow raised its voice and repeated the four words.
"The Butcher of the Rainy Night?!"
The infamous "Rainy Night Butcher" who shocked Hong Kong, the psychopathic killer who murdered four women.
In this way, the photos in Chen Yuan's hands instantly had the most reasonable and terrifying explanation.
Chen Yuan nodded and patted Crow on the shoulder.
"You can go back now. You've worked hard this time."
Seeing a photo of Lam Kwok-wan is indeed more painful than being attacked.
The crow nodded hastily; if he waited any longer, he'd almost develop a psychological aversion to it and might even consider applying for workers' compensation.
He turned and walked towards the shop door, when Chen Yuan suddenly said something else.
"Oh, right."
The crow stopped, turned around, and asked in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Yuan confessed.
"Remember to give the henchman who found this guy a good reward; he did a great job, and..."
Before the words were even finished!
"Be careful!"
The crow's pupils suddenly contracted, and it let out a fierce screech!
Lin Guoyun, who should have been unconscious on the ground, suddenly sprang up like a ghost without warning.
His eyes flashed with the madness and viciousness of a trapped beast, and his right hand gripped a gleaming dagger. With all his might, he thrust it straight at Chen Yuan's unsuspecting back!
But the expected scene of blood splattering did not appear.
On the contrary, Lin Guoyun felt as if he had stabbed not flesh and blood, but an incredibly hard wall.
A tremendous force, originating from the tip of his dagger, rebounded back like a tidal wave!
"Ugh—!"
Lin Guoyun let out a painful groan, his whole body flying backward uncontrollably as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck.
His back slammed hard against the wall behind him, making a heavy "thud".
He slid slowly down the wall, and before he even hit the ground, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Then his head lolled to the side, and he passed out completely.
This time he's truly unconscious.
Crow: ∑(°口°๑)
What happened?!
What happened?
The dagger clearly pierced him, so why was Chen Yuan unharmed?
Why did Lam Kwok-wan fly out and vomit blood instead?!
Now, many question marks appeared on the crow's forehead.
Chen Yuan only tilted his head slightly.
For him, who possesses the three great divine skills of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber world and whose three-dimensional attributes are already beyond human comprehension.
The moment Lin Guoyun woke up, he had already noticed.
Chen Yuan simply waited quietly to see what the other party wanted to do.
He waved to the still petrified crow, his tone remaining calm.
"It's alright, let's go."
The crow closed its beak with difficulty and gave Chen Yuan one last deep look.
His eyes were filled with disbelief, and a deeper sense of awe.
Without saying another word, he quickly opened the door and slipped out.
The shop door closed again, and the interior returned to silence.
Chen Yuan turned around, his gaze falling on Lin Guoyun, his eyes cold.
This scum, even if he goes to Stanley, will only get a life sentence.
But for such a demon who takes pleasure in torturing and killing the innocent and has completely abandoned humanity.
This punishment is far from sufficient.
Since that's the case...
Chen Yuan walked slowly and deliberately to Lin Guoyun and squatted down.
I pressed on three vital points: his dantian, his heart meridian, and the space between his eyebrows.
These three moves seem to be done casually.
In reality, it has subtly reversed its meridians, locking the yang energy into the yin orifices and burying the hidden strength into the bone marrow.
From tonight onwards, Lam Kwok-wan will constantly endure the pain within his body, sometimes feeling as if he were in an ice cellar, and sometimes as if he were being burned by fire.
Unable to alleviate or adapt, the mind will remain on the verge of lucidity and collapse for a long time.
This suffering will accompany him until the end of his life, and modern medicine will never be able to find the root cause, only considering it a mental problem or extreme hysteria.
This is called "an eye for an eye."
This is what you call real punishment.
After doing all this, he took out his phone and called Huang Bingyao.
"Hey, Uncle."
"What's wrong?"
Huang Bingyao's voice, tinged with a hint of laziness and doubt, came from the other end of the phone.
"The Rainy Night Butcher has been found."