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The little girl in the wheelchair pouted, "I thought you would be interested in them, so I put two at random." ” I frowned, it really was that simple Why do I always feel that she didn't tell the truth, especially the photo of Xiaoxue, from the background of the shooting and Xiaoxue's expression at the time, I can't believe that it was just a random photo to attract my attention.
"Tell me where you got the picture of Koyuki," I asked.
"Ha guess," she looked at me mischievously, but said to me seriously, "Let's change the question, if there is no problem, I will start talking about my business."
Without waiting for me to answer, she deliberately emphasized again: "By the way, didn't I tell you that the dead man is not the son of Vice President Wang, his surname is Xu" "Xu" She nodded earnestly, a little childishly innocent.
"Any more questions," she said, looking a little impatient.
"Wait, there's the last one, I don't understand."
I hurriedly said.
"Tell me and see if I can help you out."
She sighed, trying her best to pretend to be empathetic.
"What was going on in that filthy operating room when I first entered the sewers" She frowned and pouted, in fact, I didn't like her expression very much, it didn't match her age.
But then again, everything she did and said was not in keeping with her age.
"I don't know exactly what you're trying to ask.
Let's put it this way, you can think of that place as a garbage treatment plant, and the useless garbage can be disposed of and thrown away, which is the last step of the process. ” The "garbage" that the little girl keeps saying should be a human corpse.
"But when I passed by there, there was nothing, and there was blood stains coming over here, and I thought you were afraid that we would find something, so you moved everything."
I say.
"It's empty because the last batch of garbage has just been disposed of, and it's been thrown away, and as for the bloodstains, they were left when the garbage was sent to the garbage disposal room."
She sighed, "Hey, you don't seem to understand that the place you came in is not the entrance of our factory at all, but the exit" I imagined that there would be an assembly line here, starting with those labs, maybe somewhere else, where the human body would be dissected, or used for some other purpose, and when it was all used, the corpses would be eliminated, thrown into that lab, and finally put into sacks, and thrown away.
"Hey, are you stupid what are you thinking" she put away her smile and cleared her throat, "I've told you all by now, you promised me before, you said you would help me" I can't say yes, let alone help her, no matter what it is.
I turned around and ran, ran out of the living room, grabbed Huang San's arm, and lifted him up.
The little girl didn't stop me, and as I left, I only remembered a murderous smile on her face.
Either way, I had to run away, and I was left with only one belief Ten minutes later, however I went back to the little girl's living room again.
Kneeling on the ground in despair, I knelt in front of her.
She said kindly, "Are you still running?"
I shook my head and asked her what the hell she wanted me to do.
She looked at me with satisfaction, flicked the lever on her wheelchair, and led me towards the door of a normal room that I thought would be a bedroom, but instead I walked into a cellar-like, moldy, dark place Ten minutes ago, when I ran out of the living room, carrying Huang San's nearly 200-pound body, I struggled to get through those labs.
As soon as I walked into the gym-like lab, the doors on both sides of the lab were sealed, and then I smelled a strange smell, very fragrant and smelly.
When I smell that smell, all the painful memories of the past flood over me.
Loneliness, suddenly no hope in sight, all the old wounds on my body began to itch, it felt crazy.
Huang San woke up from a coma, he completely collapsed, knelt on the ground and cried, he must have remembered the past.
When Huang San took out the gun and aimed it at his head, I didn't even want to stop him.
At this moment, the smell disappeared, and Huang San was like being kicked by an invisible person, and the gun in his hand was suddenly thrown out.
My mind cleared up, but the feeling just now remained deeply in my mind, I didn't want to go through the feeling again, knowing that I was weak, but I could no longer muster up the courage to resist, because I already believed that resistance would not bear fruit.
Killing people is a thousand times more terrible than cutting off a person with a knife.
Now, I'm following behind the little girl.
She didn't say anything, but as soon as I walked into this gloomy room, I knew immediately what she wanted me to do.
Some memories have become my conditioned reflexes, as if they have become my muscle memory, and my body can do it on its own without my brain being involved in the work.
There were people in the room, I don't know how many, in the dark, I caressed everyone's face, cold, stiff, lifeless, like a lifeless work of art, but I was about to give them life, and I longed for this feeling.
I forgot who was around, I forgot where I was, my left hand was heating up, I didn't have to look to know that it was already jumping, and the veins in my head were starting to pound.
A phrase keeps coming to mind.
"Some things, if you do them once, you will have a second time."
My memory of the last scene is stuck in a pair of eyes.
In the darkness, a pair of blue eyes suddenly opened, they emitted a faint light, soft, kind, the moment they looked at me, I knew that the light in these eyes was lit by me.
After that, I didn't remember anything, and when I woke up again, I was lying in the back seat of the car, and I vaguely saw Wang Ying driving the car, and it was snowing outside the window.
Soon, I passed out again.
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I have done something contrary to the laws of nature, and I have become an accomplice of the devil, and I will definitely pay the price.
And the price I paid was to be in a vegetative state and in a coma for forty-nine days.
For the past 49 days, my body has been vegetative, but my brain is quite active.
I can think, sleep and dream, wake up on time every day without opening my eyes, feel hungry but can't open my mouth to speak, I can't even swallow my saliva.
I could hear everything that people around me were talking about.
When they're happy, I want to be able to share it with them, and when they're sad, I want to comfort them.
But I could only listen, lying expressionless, unable to do anything.
They didn't know that I was conscious, they all thought I couldn't hear, so they brazenly said something to me, including some secrets hidden in their hearts.
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