Upon hearing this news, Chen Yu's eyes lit up. He immediately ordered someone to put the person down, took paper and pen from someone nearby, and handed them to the person, saying, "Draw that totem, and try to reproduce it as accurately as possible."
The security team leader dared not be careless and immediately nodded. This clue could save his life. He had done his fair share of killings back then, and now he might be able to buy himself a chance to survive with this information.
After a long interrogation, Chen Yu received almost no clues other than the information about the totem.
That's all the information these people have. They can only say where they've captured superhumans, how many they've captured, and how the dead superhumans were disposed of.
After all the members of the hunting team had been roughly interrogated, Chen Yu looked at the information he had received, his eyes filled with murderous intent. These people were simply insane, actually capturing so many superhumans. Although these people were not the ones who killed these superhumans, they were still accomplices in evil.
None of the more than one thousand superhumans he brought back had clean hands. If it were him in his pre-apocalyptic mood, none of these people would have made it out of the interrogation room alive. But now… He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was the apocalypse now, and the number of superhumans was already scarce. He needed to discuss this matter with Ye Lin and the others again.
As he stepped out of the gate, Chen Yu looked up at the thick darkness of the night, letting the large snowflakes fall on his face. When he sent people to take over the base, he had already tallied how many members of the hunting team had been killed. In the short time Lin Ruo had been at the base, nearly five hundred members of the hunting team had died.
He had seen those corpses; she was swift and decisive. Every superhuman died in excruciating pain, their bodies drained of all moisture.
At the time, he thought she was ruthless, but now, holding the statistics in his hand, he felt a strange envy for her. He felt a lump in his throat and wanted to rush in and kill all those people, who were all executioners. But he clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and stepped into the heavy snow.
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