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The chief's squatting posture was steady, and the calm and professionalism in his eyes stood out in this chaotic scene. His fingers lightly touched the edge of the severed hand, carefully examining every detail. The cut on the severed hand was a mix of blood and flesh, presenting a horrifying sight that clearly indicated it was not a result of a sharp blade, but rather seemed to be torn apart by some tremendous force.
The ring worn on the severed hand looked delicate, indicating the status of its owner. The skin of the arm was smooth and delicate, with claw marks showing that she had experienced intense struggle in her final moments. The broken nails were evidently caused by an attempt to grasp something in pain and panic. All these signs silently conveyed to everyone present that this was the second victim of the the Tesnan family - Edith, the wife of Tesnan.
The police chief took a deep breath and slowly stood up. A hint of sadness and heaviness appeared on his face, reflecting his sympathy for the unfortunate situation and his contemplation of the fragility of life.
The mayor stood by, facing the cruel reality before him. His face was pale, and his eyes revealed deep shock and discomfort. He tried to steady his breathing, but clearly, this scene was far beyond his capacity to bear.
The chief turned to the police officer who was recording at the scene and asked, "Where is Edith's body?"
The police officer stopped taking notes, with a serious expression, seemingly searching for the right words to lighten the weight of the news: "In the guest room area on the second floor. But, the situation at the scene is quite bad... Mayor, you may need to prepare yourself mentally."
The mayor took a deep breath, his expression becoming resolute: "No matter what has happened, we must face it. We cannot escape the truth."
They slowly walked towards the second floor, and with each step, the wooden stairs creaked slightly, sounding particularly loud in the quiet night. As they approached the guest room, the air became increasingly heavy with a sense of oppression and fear. Each step was a test of their courage and a step closer to the truth of this tragedy.
Mayor Eldrick and the sheriff stepped onto the second floor, where they were met with two opposing rooms. They immediately noticed a large amount of blood at the entrance of one of the rooms. The blood not only formed a pool on the floor, but also splattered along the door frame and walls. These horrifying traces clearly marked the place where Edith had suffered a tragedy.
They cautiously pushed open the blood-stained door, mentally preparing themselves for a potentially gruesome scene. However, when their eyes fell on the interior of the room, even the sheriff couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
Edith's body lay sprawled on the floor, her chest brutally pierced, leaving a horrifyingly large hole. Her face was smashed and contorted, and her left forearm was missing - the same severed hand they found in the grass. Her neck was twisted at an unnatural angle, making her death appear extremely painful and unnatural.
The layout of the room revealed more details of this tragedy. Near the baby's crib, there were clear signs of a struggle on the floor, indicating that Edith had a fierce confrontation with the assailant in her final moments. And on the nearby marital bed, the sheets were scattered in disarray, as if violently thrown in the chaos.
The mayor looked at all this, his expression becoming very serious. He turned to the police chief: "This kind of cruelty... this is not something an ordinary killer can do."
The police chief nodded in agreement, his eyes flashing with anger and determination: "We must find this killer. This kind of crime cannot be tolerated."
They continued to carefully search for possible clues in the room, with every detail potentially revealing the truth behind the tragedy. On this quiet night, the tragedy of the the Tesnan family hung over Daiyi town like a heavy mystery.
In the guest room on the second floor, the police carefully showed every detail of the scene to Mayor Eldrick and the sheriff. Pointing to the wounds on Edith's body, the officer spoke with a tone of professional analysis and deep regret: "Miss Edith's right fingernails are all broken, indicating that she struggled fiercely when attacked. From her injuries, it seems she was trying to protect her child, Bolt. The tearing marks on her left arm suggest that the assailant may have been too forceful in trying to take Bolt, resulting in her arm being torn off."
The police walked to the side of the baby's crib, pointing at the fighting marks on the floor: "The fighting marks here show the bravery of Miss Edith. She may have had a fierce confrontation with the assailant here, and ultimately suffered a cruel attack."
Mayor Eldrick's face grew increasingly solemn, his eyes filled with pain and confusion: "This ruthless act, this cruel method... What kind of monster is this assailant?"
The chief nodded in agreement, saying, "Indeed, this behavior far exceeds that of an ordinary killer. The perpetrator clearly possesses extraordinary strength and seems to be completely indifferent to the pain caused."
He turned to the police and asked, "Have you found any other traces left by the killer? Or the path he took when leaving the scene?"
The police shook their head, looking somewhat discouraged: "At the moment, we haven't found any clear clues. But judging from the chaos at the scene, the killer's actions seem hurried, and there's no attempt to cover their tracks."
Mayor Eldrick Upon hearing this analysis, a puzzled expression appeared on his face: "But someone with this kind of power and ability to kill, it seems they wouldn't need to leave the scene in such a hurry, right? For them, all of this should be a walk in the park."
The chief nodded in agreement with the mayor's opinion, then added, "The suspect may have had some urgent matter, perhaps this murder was carried out in a fit of impulse. From the entire process of the crime, this does not seem to be a planned action, but rather more like a chaotic, violent, and destructive event."
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