Chapter 149 - 135
Chapter 229 of "Player Reload" kicks off with: Chapter 149: 135"The blood is still warm."Elliot frowned and dipped his hand in the blood... Continue reading!
Chapter 149: 135"The blood is still warm."
Elliot frowned and dipped his hand in the blood on the ground, "We arenāt too far from them..."
"The bloodstains on the lawn are mostly in a spray or splatter pattern. Under the seats, they are mostly droplets and trails. After a stretch of transfer-pattern bloodstains along the road, they become increasingly sparse and eventually disappear."
Li Cheng carefully examined the bloodstains, paying particular attention to the blank spots on the backrest of the seats untouched by the blood, "At the scene, there were at least three people, two of whom were sitting on the seats resting when they suddenly came under attack, their throats slit open, spraying blood with small bubbles in a blowing pattern.
They didnāt die immediately, but stood up, clutching their own necks, and with the help of the third person, they hastily fled.
The injured are a female in her twenties, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a mole at the corner of her mouth, single eyelids, and type A blood; and a male in his thirties, with a round face, beard stubble, squinty eyes, and type AB blood."
"...What?"
Not just Stack Soldier, but the others also looked on in astonishment.
Understanding the forensic technique of judging the number of people at the scene and their movement trajectories by the shape of the bloodstains was within reason.
But being able to discern blood types and specific facial features such as oval faces and squinty eyes, wasnāt this a bit too incredible?
Even the blood cell analyzers at hospitals couldnāt do this.
Li Cheng didnāt offer further explanations, and imperceptibly wiped off the blood he touched on the back of the bench with his thumb.
Insect Masterās infection sequence with the worm gene could change facial features based on the absorbed DNA samples.
Thatās how he determined the characteristics of the victims.
Of course, this ability of the worm gene is only limited to innate appearances determined by DNA, not including changes in appearance caused by habits acquired later in life.
When collecting blood from someone "who got oral cancer from eating betel nuts all year and had to surgically remove parts of the mouth," the restored appearance would still be the one before the mouth was removed.
Well, from that angle, this ability could also be used to identify faces that had undergone cosmetic surgery...
"The spray and blowing patterns of bloodstains abruptly stop here, leaving only splatter patterns. In other words, the injuries of the two victims were urgently healed."
Li Cheng continued to observe the bloodstains along the road, "Among these three people, there is at least one Transcendent with a medical ability."
"There were Transcendents here before us? Are you sure?"
Stack Soldier raised an eyebrow, and to ensure relative fairness, the Slaughter Field system generally does not arrange two or more teams for tasks at the same location.
"Based on the current clues, this is the most likely scenario."
Li Cheng said casually: "Of course, other possibilities canāt be ruled out, such as Ordinary people carrying emergency items like a Micro Life Potion.
Or maybe no one was injured at all, and it was three Vampires having a blood plasma tasting party who, realizing halfway through that the blood was HIV-positive, splashed the blood everywhere and went to settle scores with the blood trafficker."
This is all getting ridiculously muddled; I shouldnāt have asked.
Stack Soldierās eyes twitched, and he decisively stayed silent.
"There were Transcendents with medical abilities here before us..." Elliotās expression was unchanged, as he pondered the underlying possibilities of this statement.
In the entire Slaughter Field Game, Skill Scrolls for medical-type skills are rarely dropped and are extremely expensive; even large guilds canāt afford to let everyone learn Medical Skills.
"2500ml of blood loss, even divided between two people thereās a share of 1250ml each, enough to affect their mobility, they canāt have gone too far."
Li Cheng stood where the bloodstains vanished, recalling the amusement park map, "Trapped in the amusement park, they must have encountered someone or something hunting them down, and after the attack, they needed to find a nearby place to hide, clean the blood off their bodies, and rest to recover Energy..."
Everyone followed his gaze forward, where there happened to be a restroom located, with the menās door tightly shut.
The further forward we walked, the more pronounced the scent of disinfectant mixed with blood became.
Elliot stood outside the door, shouting from a distance, "Is anyone there? Iām an outsider accidentally trapped in the amusement park. Perhaps we can help each other?"
There was deadly silence inside the door, no response at all.
"Please be assured, I am definitely a living, normal human being. I have seen the Visitor Guidelines at the park entrance!"
Elliot slightly pursed his lips, his left hand pressed several times on the briefcase, entering the password and then slowly placing the package on the ground, directly facing the menās restroom door.
The trick to a team cooperation task lies in playing oneās role well, neither too outstandingāto avoid being shrugged off responsibility by teammates, nor too idleāto avoid being seen as having no value in cooperation and being sold off early. Just as college studentsā group work requires that everyone does their job, and if you donāt work, you have no right to be on the list. The same goes for players.
It was Bai Lang who had found the bloodstains using the Snake Control Technique, and Ant, with a skill that seemed to track bloodstains, further locked down the position.
Now it was time for others to chip in.
Click, clickā
The briefcase slowly transformed, with a gun barrel, sight, recoil system, and feed mechanism structures extending from the narrow interior space, aiming at the wall beside the restroom door.
The tongue-in-cheek note didnāt hide the fact that the briefcase was actually a superior combat cannon that used spatial compression technology. A small body loaded with the fierce firepower of a self-propelled cannon.
"I really have no ill intentions, could you please open the door?"
Elliot kept his eyes on the barrel, ready to blow up half of the restroom and pull out whoever was hiding inside.
Just as the cannon was about to fire, there finally was a movement inside the door.
A somewhat immature voice said, "Sorry, if youāve seen the Visitor Guidelines, you should know that it clearly states not to trust even friends and family who have been lost more than once.
Weād better mind our own business and not interfere with each other."
The person inside answered, but unfortunately, it wasnāt the answer Elliot wanted.
Elliotās fingers twitched slightly, continuing to control the briefcase cannon, aiming at the wall.
"Wait,"
Feeling the voice inside strangely familiar, Li Cheng urgently stopped Elliot, staring at the menās restroom door, and hesitated: "Su Jie? Is that you?"