1. Hunting
The wind was a bit cool at night, and clothes were gathered up, and the dialect continued to search for the previous things in the waste landfill. There is a stench all around, even if you wear several layers of masks, it is still suffocating, but it seems that you can’t smell it in dialect. Inadvertently, he found a finger, and suddenly he cracked his mouth and laughed sickly.
It’s no surprise to find anything here. The discarded corpses rot quickly here, and it won’t take long for them to rot like a spoiled pork into a mass of sludge, full of maggots.
But who will call the police? At least they don’t know the dialects. The living people are not interested, so why bother with the dead? What’s more…
Dialect put the picked finger into a box not far away, and the box was filled with formalin. He returned to the small house beside the recycling bin where he was alone, and walked into a dark room. I saw a lot of shelves inside, and all of them were jars of corpses soaked in formalin. There is also a large glass tank on the ground, which already has a face and some parts of the body. He took out his new finger and stuffed it into the glass jar. The dialect looked at it and smiled with relief, his expression unspeakably tender and affectionate.
A complete body will be assembled soon.
But the world is always against the dialect. It has been several months since the last time he found the liver. He found nothing except waste or waste. The dialect was very anxious, and kept walking back and forth in the room. He looked at the corpse that was about to be put together, and suddenly had a crazy idea.
He wants a corpse! He wants to kill!
Just when he had this strong desire, there was a faint laughter in the air, but the dialect had fallen into madness and didn’t notice it.
In the beginning, the courage of the dialect was not so big, his first goal was a woman. He pretended to be a tramp and sat on the side of a road far away from the treatment plant for several days. He was sure that the woman was not a nearby resident, so he rushed to dig out her kidney and uterus. After all, is it the internal organs? Most people don’t throw them wastefully to the garbage treatment plant, so it is difficult to pick up the internal organs in dialects. Seeing the woman’s face that she didn’t understand until she died, and the face of fear, there was a feeling that she couldn’t speak in her heart.
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As for the corpse, the dialect was thrown in place and did not care, only the traces were processed. Sure enough, this incident was regarded as a case of stealing guts for money, and the residents in the area near that road were not very rich.
The dialect set his mind. When killing people, he used an impulse to cut the knife cleanly, but after that, he was inexplicably uncomfortable, so he became more and more gloomy, almost Worship the corpse as a god, tell yourself it’s doing it for the godThing, so that you can comfort yourself.
Out of the mentality of slashing the chaos with a sharp knife, the dialect quickly carried out a second action. This time, he decided to get the remaining part all at once, but he was also very careful to find a place to look for prey.
2. Fang Jun
This time the goal is a tall man, very thin, the most prominent feature is that he is very white, so white People are uncomfortable. The man walked over, threw some change in front of the dialect, looking straight at him. When dialect met him, my heart trembled, but a sharp knife still appeared, and it stabbed him at the moment he bent.
The man fell down and things went well, but the dialect felt that it should not be so smooth. Shouldn’t it go smoothly?
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This time the dialect did not divide the body at the crime scene, but returned to the landfill. This place has a different meaning to him. It took a lot of work in dialect to get his head and skin off. He gasped for breath. For some reason, he dug out his eyes and threw them away. The head without eyes, only two black holes with blood remained.
Back to the dark room, the dialect swept the things on the table to the ground, then took out the corpses soaked in formalin, reverently sutured with needles, eyeballs I also used what I found before to make up. After stitching up, the dialect fed the blood just collected into the corpse’s mouth and waited-this is the person he created!
Although the dialect technique was very rough, the corpse still responded. She sat up and the wound on her body quickly healed without any traces. Dialect looked at all this in shock, followed by pride and pride.
“I am your master, you know? You have to listen to me.”
“You will call Fang Jun from now on.”
Fang Jun just smiled, or can’t call it a smile at all, but the dialect is already satisfied. In the next few days, the dialect was still working in the landfill, and Fang Jun was by the side. He didn’t even chat with himself in dialect, so he didn’t talk to Fang Jun very much, even though she was created by him, she would not refute anything, and always listened quietly. He smiled softly, wiped the grease on her face, carefully arranged the position of her clothes and umbrella, let her stay safely in the shadows, and then resumed work.
Suddenly he saw a pair of eyeballs, which were intact and not rot at all, but this made the dialect startled in a cold sweat-this was thrown away after he killed the man before. . Although everyone’s eyes are similar, the dialect just knows. It has been so many days and the weather is so bad, how could it not be bad!
He turned his head to look at Fang Jun. Fang Jun doesn’t know when to standSeeing him with a smile, or looking at his eyes.
At this time, a feeling of fear hit the whole body. He was stunned for a while, and suddenly said nonchalantly: “Fang Jun, let’s go back and have dinner.” Go to the house without going back. Fang Jun followed behind him, his eyes gleaming with unknown light.