Chapter 561 The Boy in the Attic
Because the weather was cold and it got dark early, when it was seven or eight o'clock, these doctors and nurses who were willing to find opportunities to relax for themselves could not help but go into their dormitories to rest comfortably, so along the way, Su Wood did not see anyone.

Su Mu's memory was pretty good. She followed the route that Molin took her in her memory, and she walked to the door of the laboratory in a short while. The door of the laboratory was locked, and she went to the place where Molin took her to see Daisy. place to go.

However, before going down the second floor, when passing by an office, she heard someone talking, and stopped involuntarily.

"Molin..." Alan clutched his injured shoulder and said intermittently, "Why did you do this?"

The scalpel in Mo Lin's hand was still dripping with blood. Allen had large and small wounds on his body, and some of the blood stained his white shirt red, giving him an inexplicably dangerous sense of beauty.

Mo Lin didn't say a word, but approached the injured person step by step.

Alan stepped back step by step, a layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, "I didn't do anything to induce your desire to eat people, did I?"

"My purpose is just to kill you." Mo Lin's expression showed a kind of cold-blooded indifference, injured and weak people could not arouse his sympathy, and even more, he would have a desire to torture people to death .

It's like when wolves catch their prey, sometimes they don't kill the prey with one blow, but tear their bodies apart bit by bit while the prey is still alive.

Allen's back was against the wall, and he had no way out. Today was supposed to be after he was on duty, and the next morning, he could go back to his room to rest, but now he is wearing a white doctor's uniform Dyed red, hovering at the gate of hell.

He suddenly remembered something, "Pasi...you killed him, right?"

Mo Lin didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

Allen thought that Percy was indeed killed by Mo Lin. Except for Mo Lin's fierce resistance when he entered the hospital, he has behaved very well-behaved and quiet these years. He is no longer conspicuous, as if there is no him in the hospital. Ordinary people, but people who often keep silent, the things they do will be even more surprising.

Mo Lin is a born psychopath, and the bloodthirsty nature in his bones will never change.

It's a pity that Allen understood it too late.

No, he finally became the candidate for the dean, and he can't die yet.

Allen had a strong desire to survive for a moment. When Mo Lin's scalpel fell, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to block it. The scalpel pierced his arm. He yelled again and took advantage of it This opportunity pushed Mo Lin away and staggered towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he was hit by a fist in the face. Allen rolled his eyes and fell unconscious on the ground.

Standing at the door was Su Mu.

Mo Lin paused, and when he saw Su Mu beckoning at him, he walked over, looking quiet, as if he would accept it.

"Why do you want to kill again?" Su Mu's expression was very serious, which was very similar to what she remembered when the head of the Political and Education Department scolded the offending students when she was studying.

Mo Lin said softly: "He saw your photo."

"Isn't it just a photo?"

"It's just a photo, and it's not something he should be able to see."

She suddenly felt that his belief in death seemed a little strange.

(End of this chapter)

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