Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 578 The Perverted Jazz

After noticing the eerie face in the shadowy corner of the photo, Rebecca realized something and then re-examined all the photos in her hand.

Ultimately, it was discovered that the blurry outline of the girl's face could be found in almost every photo.

The reason I thought the shooting angle and lighting of the photo were unreasonable was because she made the victim in the photo the main character.

But now it seems that the photographer's lens was not targeting the miserable victims at all; he was secretly capturing the faces hidden in the corners, which is why so many chilling and eerie images were presented.

One of the photos was taken directly at the victim's bloodshot eyes, and in the reflection of the pupils, half of the face of the Eastern girl could also be seen.

What exactly were these disciples of Solo researching...?

Rebecca felt a strange chill.

It seems that the physical torture inflicted on these crew members with the words "Swelling Woman" tattooed on their bodies was not for the purpose of extracting a confession, but rather to bring out the eerie girl hidden in the shadows.

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Finally, Rebecca turned her gaze back to Sir Raffles, who was snoring with one arm around each of his arms on the large bed in the corner of the room.

She calmly pulled out some bizarre weapons from behind her that were terrifying just from their appearance and structure.

……

The three women, who were jolted awake from their sleep, had no chance to scream because Rebecca had gagged them with a towel.

The three beautiful and delicate women were tied up and thrown into the closet.

Only Raffles, sprawled out in the room, remained.

God knows if it was the effects of the alcohol or the drugs that hadn't worn off, but this guy actually showed a kind of enjoyment on his face when he was bound by your barbed metal chains.

Rebecca was initially puzzled, but she was relieved when she discovered that in addition to women's clothing, there were also special items such as candles and whips piled up in the bed.

It seems this gentleman has a rather strong masochistic tendency.

……

Thus, the entire process of "torture to extract confessions" became bizarre.

This was the first time Rebecca had experienced the feeling of "her weapon being defiled".

Especially when she realized that what truly made Raffles confess the truth was not the pain she had inflicted on him, but some kind of twisted and perverse "comfort," Rebecca had an uncontrollable urge to bury the man in front of her alive on the spot.

As it turns out, vengeful spying is always the most efficient method.

But then again, if Rebecca were to "personally" experience Raffles' perverse bedroom entertainments from the perspective of the dead, it wouldn't just be her monstrous weapons that would be "defiled."

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In short, there must be something wrong with Raffles' brain somewhere.

Beneath his sleek military uniform lay a hideous body riddled with wounds, some of which he had inflicted himself, while the rest were the result of him forcing others to "serve" him.

Rebecca's methods and the strange weapons she wielded brought Raffles a new kind of suffering he had never experienced before.

So much so that the interrogation went very smoothly. It even went beyond the realm of interrogation, because Raffles, twisting his hideous and filthy body, knelt on the ground like a dog, begging the strange woman in front of him to torture him with even more cruel methods.

The intense longing in his eyes made Rebecca feel nauseous.

But the more Rebecca showed her disgust, the more it seemed to stimulate Raffles's base and twisted psychology; even a single look of hatred made him feel elated.

Amazing...

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Regardless of any sudden changes in the process or nature of the situation, Rebecca's goal was achieved.

Raffles was like a completely tamed and loyal old dog, telling everything he knew without reservation. He revealed all the secrets he knew, and even dismissed all the guards on the ground floor of the manor. He personally led the way with a lantern, bringing Rebecca to see the Far Eastern sailors who were imprisoned in the manor's cellar.

These are members of a special cult who have the words "Swelling Woman" tattooed under their left armpit.

These people have now been tortured beyond recognition.

According to Raffles:
“We are all acting on behalf of Mr. Raven, aha… mainly because of the technology I have here, which allows us to torture them while ensuring their survival for a long enough time, you know what I mean… As for the real purpose of doing this, Mr. Raven did not reveal much to me.”

“Oh, well, I did do some research on that beforehand.” Raffles hung the kerosene lamp in a corner of the dimly lit interrogation room, then used his fingers to lift a thinly sliced ​​piece of animal skin from a bloody metal dish on the table. It bore the tattoo of the words “Swelling Woman,” clearly taken from one of the crew members…

"'The Swelling Woman,' or more accurately, 'The Swelling Woman Cult,' is a special religious order that originated in the Far East. They control wealthy importers and exporters, underground societies, and long-distance merchant fleets, and have intricate connections with local political parties. The god they worship... is the Swelling Woman, a creature rumored to possess a beautiful face and an obese body."

"It is said that these members of the cult from the Far East would also hold sacrificial rituals regularly, cutting off the limbs of the victims with sickles or similar objects, then dissecting their torsos, and even sewing the body structures of some large marine creatures onto the remains of the sacrificial offerings. Tsk tsk tsk."

"You know, I went to great lengths to lure these core members of the cult from the Far East. I spent a lot of money to buy a considerable number of courtesans from their merchant guild, and secretly sent them some things they coveted over there on several occasions... Of course, it was mainly thanks to Mr. Raven's excellent guidance."

"Over the years, I've worked with the hunters on quite a few missions. They always target these clandestine cults, and almost every time they wipe them out without leaving any survivors. This is the first time they've sent them all to my manor like this."

"Oh, you mean those photos? Yes, I took them all myself. Not only that, I did everything here all by myself, including the execution, stitching, medical treatment, photography, and film processing."

"I can see? See what? The things in the photos... What do you mean? Is there something strange on them? I don't know, I just followed Mr. Raven's orders to take pictures of the results of the execution and send them to the hunter. A girl's face? What girl's face? Don't scare me, is it because my negatives weren't developed properly...? That shouldn't be the case."

"Oh right, come on, take a look at this. Trust me, you'll be very surprised."

“During my work, I discovered that one of the cult members had a very special physique. His wounds stopped bleeding and healed much faster than others. You can see this comparison of the latest set of photos I developed. Not only that, I also found that his bones were not quite the same as the bone structure of normal people, and over time, his body seemed to have undergone some kind of mutation.”

"I moved him to another single room. Please be prepared, he has become extremely ugly. Forgive me for speaking frankly, but he looks more and more like a frog magnified dozens of times, or perhaps more like a catfish."

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After Raffles opened the iron door to a single room in the cellar.

What Rebecca saw in that dark, damp corner was the same species of creature she had encountered at sea not long ago.

It is a creature with a basic human skeleton, but also possesses the unique limb structures of amphibians or fish.

Deep diver.

The difference is that this Deep One, with its skin torn to shreds, also has a "Swelling Woman" tattoo under its left armpit.

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(End of this chapter)