Deep into the night, Yan Ren walked out of the interrogation room, lighting a cigarette to ease his emotions.
All that filled his mind were the detailed confessions of that damned serial killer, Zhang Tao—the major cases they knew of, including some vile acts that had not yet resulted in cases.
Zhang Tao and his cousin, they were just two beasts, killing countless people for a few hundred, a few thousand yuan, with killing methods that were extremely perverse, like dismembering alive...
The means were cruel and atrocious.
They were beasts among beasts!
Even Yan Ren, an experienced police officer, couldn't help feeling nauseated when hearing the detailed processes of each case and seeing Zhang Tao's excited, crazy expression.
He took a deep drag of the cigarette, soothing the nausea that surged up.
Yan Ren turned his head to think of the man who had brought Zhang Tao over today.
