It's time, it's time to become an evil god

It's more like a slaughterhouse.

There were all kinds of candid photos posted on the wall. Bai Ge glanced at them and found that they were surprisingly similar to the girls on the missing person notice posted on the roadside.

"Could it be that……"

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ge clapped his hands, showing an expression of sudden realization, "Is this the so-called shaving and then kidnapping a female high school student?"

The wooden cabinet in the corner made a rustling sound, as if something inside was knocking on the wooden door.

Bai Ge walked over and opened the door of the wooden cabinet, and a bald middle-aged man wearing only a pair of underpants was tightly bound and locked inside.After seeing Bai Ge, he kept shaking his head and asked him for help with a terrified expression.

"Are you..."

Bai Ge frowned, squatted down and tore off the sealing tape, and asked seriously, "The old Wang next door who plays with rope to tie SM?"

"help me……"

The ashen-faced middle-aged man was trembling with fright, his lips could not stop trembling, and his voice seemed incoherent, "My son, Alai, he is crazy, he has tricked several people into going home, murdering and dismembering his body, and he said that tonight Kill me and make me a puppet!"

"Alay?"

hum.

Bai Ge's mind went blank for an instant, and he felt a little dazed by the conclusive answer. Recalling the panicked look on Alai's face before, he might not know which Oscar winner to trust for a while.

In Baige's impression, apart from being a bit withdrawn, Alai didn't show any anti-social personality tendencies.

Then the only possibility is...

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, Bai Ge picked up the phone, and Alai's urgent voice came from the other end.

"Bai Ge? Where are you now? I understand. I understand everything. Don't go into my father's room."

Bai Ge raised his head and looked at the man who had untied the rope with unclear eyes. Under the dim light, the expression on the middle-aged man's face was gloomy and strange.

Seeing that the other party did not reply, the tone on the phone became more and more urgent, as if gradually losing patience, and raised the volume.

"Bai Ge? Are you still there? Did you go in? Is he by your side? Don't believe his lies! He's lying to you!"

"Alay."

But Bai Ge changed the subject, lowered his voice, and said calmly, "Do you still remember that evil thing we encountered when we were young, when we saw a black cat knock out a mouse's ear with a gun?"

The other party paused for a moment, and said affirmatively, "...Of course I remember, that matter is really evil. Why did you suddenly mention this matter?"

"..."

"Hey, Bai Ge, are you still there?"

"..."

"Bai Song?"

"..."

"Did you reveal your stuff?"

Bai Ge took a deep breath and sneered, "You idiot, that's Sheriff Black Cat."

Without further ado, he immediately hung up the phone and turned off the phone, then suddenly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then stammered and asked, "You, what are you going to do?"

"No time, come with me."

Bai Ge rushed to the blocked doors and windows, picked up the iron chair and smashed the wooden boards nailed to it. There was a loud bang, the glass was smashed, and the rain outside the house was swept in by the wind.

Bai Ge grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, dragged it to the window, and shouted, "Jump!"

"Wait a moment."

The middle-aged man turned pale, glanced at the dark night sky, and said nervously, "Jump from here? This, this is the third floor!"

"nothing."

Bai Ge grabbed his arm, leaned into his ear to comfort him, and shouted through the sound of rain, "A friend of mine went to find a part-time college student in the middle of the night, but he ran into a police crackdown. He performed for the police officers who rushed through the door on the spot. Performed Shaolin's unique lightness kung fu, and jumped down from the seventh floor."

"and then?"

"Now the grass on his grave has been trimmed several times."

"Hey, wait a minute."

The middle-aged man hadn't fully reacted yet, but seeing Baige's indifferent expression, he stretched out his hand and pushed him. His center of gravity was unstable and he fell directly from the roof of a building more than ten meters high into the dark rain, disappearing without a trace.

Bai Ge turned around and walked out of the room and went downstairs. The phone in the room suddenly rang. Bai Ge stopped, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the receiver.

A gloomy and strange voice came from the other end of the phone, stiff and numb, like a talking corpse.

"You look back?"

"Don't look, leave, goodbye."

Bai Ge decisively threw away the phone, and ran straight to the door.

Lightning lit up the dark room, casting two shadows on the floor.

One is Baige.

Another taller shadow loomed behind him, and the shadow moved stiffly like a puppet pulling strings.

Suddenly, there was a scream full of resentment from behind Baige.

"Why are you killing me?"

He finally couldn't help being curious and turned his head slowly.

The slender arms clung to the window, scratching wildly.The flesh and blood on the face of the middle-aged man peeled off piece by piece, the joints of the mouth replaced the teeth with a row of sharp blades, roared continuously, and the joints of the arms and feet were stretched to an inhuman length.

Just like a doll.

Bai Ge was stunned for a moment, and forced a forced smile, "Hey, friend, have you considered defending James next season?"

Chapter 11 I'm just an ordinary person

Bai Ge opened his eyes again, a glaring light hit his pupils directly, forcing him to close his eyes again, his head was still in a daze.

With his hands bound, Bai Ge, who was fixed on the cold dissecting table, narrowed his eyes, trying to see the surrounding situation clearly.

He vaguely saw all kinds of scalp-numbing murder weapons hanging on the wall, and swollen and whitish human heads were soaked in the yellowish liquid in the glass bottles on the shelf.

Half-open body bags were piled up in the corner, and flies were constantly surrounding them, making a buzzing sound.

After removing the shadowless lamp slanting down from above his head, a pair of bloodshot red eyes stared straight at Baige.

You can still hear the sound of clockwork ticking, ticking countdown, Bai Ge looked through the dusty mirror hanging on the wall, and found that there was a strange mechanical device on his head in the mirror, similar to a chainsaw jaw ripper in.

After a tentative struggle, Baige soon gave up.

However, the subtle movements produced still attracted the attention of the other party.

The mysterious figure with his back turned turned his head, and under the dim light, a thin and bloodless face appeared in front of him.

The original color of the white coat could no longer be seen, oil stains and blood stains were mixed on it, and the hair was messed up. It was not so much a doctor, but a butcher in a slaughterhouse.

The basement was filled with the smell of rancidity and disinfectant. Alai held two scalpels and kept rubbing them against each other. His movements were equally stiff. It seemed that there was no need to pretend anymore.

"you're awake."

Alai turned his head expressionlessly, and Bai Ge could see his real appearance under the light.

The shadow reflected on the wall behind her was a woman in a long skirt with disheveled hair.

"It's a joy for nothing."

Bai Ge exhaled lightly, twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression slightly disappointed, "I thought I would turn into a girl when I woke up, but I didn't expect you to just meet an ordinary murderer."

"???"

Bai Ge glanced at the corpses that were made into dolls and neatly arranged in a row. There were men and women, their faces were painted with thick oil paint, and the corners of their mouths drew a stiff smile, and pulled the corners of their mouths, "Seriously, I Know a really good therapist, and you should see your weird kinks."

There were also waves in the emotionless tone, and the corners of Alai's mouth in a white coat twitched involuntarily, and he clenched his fists. There was a tendency for his blood pressure to rise, and he said through gritted teeth, "This is my family."

"Family can have humanity."

He said coldly, "But you can't be so supernatural."

"..."

Bai Ge took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Actually, if you don't mind, I can be your ancestor too."

Tick, tick.

"Alai" pressed the remote control in his hand, and the countdown speed was obviously accelerated.

"hiss."

Bai Ge took a deep breath of cold air, and even squeezed out a smile through the narrow gap of the jaw ripper, showing no trace of fear at all.

"Actually, Alai and the middle-aged man are already dead."

"really."

Alai said coldly, "This guy wanted to send you a message for help before he died, but unfortunately the message was not sent. I found his mobile phone, changed the content of the message a little, and sent it to you."

Bai Ge remained indifferent, as if he already knew the answer.

"Is that text message a means for you to deceive people, in order to introduce the victim here and become your puppet? What kind of monster are you? Billy? Annabelle?"

The other party didn't answer, leaving Bai Ge with a suspense.

Bai Ge did not give up, and continued, "Let me guess, your main body should be a dwarf with little fighting power, and you can only hide behind and manipulate the doll, right?"

Looking at the mottled blood stains on the operating table, Bai Ge suddenly remembered the missing person notice posted at the entrance of the alley, and turned his head to look at the other party with a chuckle.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Alai" waved the sharp scalpel in his hand, and said without emotion, "This is a scalpel that has killed hundreds of people."

"Hundreds of lives are so powerful?"

Bai Ge asked solemnly, "Are you a scalpel in the obstetrics and gynecology department?"

Alai ignored the other party's words, as if he felt that the guy in front of him was hopeless, his voice was cold and strange, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"Can I scatter my ashes in the sea when Trouble is dead?"