[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

After leaving the rooftop, Arnott originally wanted to go back to the ward directly, but she didn't have the idea of ​​"going downstairs as quickly as possible to see what the flashing white thing is".

After all, unless she was able to jump off the building without dying, she really didn't have that much confidence. She felt that she could have that kind of speed and rush to the bottom of the building before there was no trace of that guy.

She doesn't like to do unnecessary things, even for her curiosity.

And her intuition quietly echoed her approach, which strengthened her determination not to go downstairs.

It's just that when she was going back, she turned around and walked towards Ke Luo's ward.

Crowe has a strong urge to get up, and once he is woken up, he can't help but lose his temper and throw things. For this reason, his ward was arranged in a relatively remote place, but after all, it was A Zhen Hao who paid for it. Notte, so his ward is the most expensive kind.And it’s expensive for a reason, among other things, as far as its sound insulation effect is concerned, it’s already worth giving it a thumbs up from Crowe.

But since she paid for it, she naturally kept a spare key. This is her habit. No matter what she does, she always likes to keep a spare key just in case.

But now she is going to sneak into other people's rooms after all. In order not to scare the snake, Arnott even took out the energy of the college entrance examination back then, and performed 120 movements with caution and light hands. In fact, she even failed to open the lock. Don't dare to be too big - the corridor at midnight is too quiet, only she can be seen in the whole corridor, and only the sound of her deliberately lowered breathing can be heard, mixed with the waves of red silk in the room that has not been opened.

After a very light "click", she pushed open the door of the room. Because she didn't dare to use force, she made an extraordinary friction sound. She only dared to curl up and carefully opened a crack in the door.

The facilities of the room are very similar to the one Lorelai lived in at that time, the only difference is probably the identity of the guest.Depressed gasps could be heard in her ears, and Arnott, who had the memory of her previous life, naturally understood what the people in this room were doing.

The woman moaned like crying, the man's heavy breathing, and the sound of water mixed with objects colliding with each other, all these made Arnott, who was holding the doorknob, freeze his actions for a moment.

She thought seriously for a few seconds, should she just close the door and leave, or close the door and leave?

Sure enough, it’s better to leave [The boat of friendship is about to capsize! .JPG]

It's just that she had just stabilized the doorknob, and before she had time to pull it on, she heard a muffled groan from the woman, as if she had been stabbed in the abdomen, and she was in severe pain but couldn't speak because her mouth was covered. There is nothing else to do but struggle.

After a while, there was no more sound in the room—as if the intense voice version of the erotic ♂♂♂ palace just now was just her illusion.

Did he get dizzy?

She frowned, suppressing her unreliable guess.

Arnott's nose has always been very sharp, not to mention that in such a quiet time, people's five senses will always be infinitely magnified.

She smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the room, bit by bit, lingering in her heart, which made her involuntarily have a terrible thought, which made her dare not make any big moves, just She walked to the door empty-handedly, and there was the sound of "da da" footsteps inside the door, perhaps because of the extra weight on her body, the man's steps were heavier than before, but the sound sounded more and more empty, she thought it was a big The possibility should be due to the distance - he may have entered the internal toilet.

She didn't know if her head was broken at that moment - after hearing the sound of the door closing, she dodged into the door as quickly as possible, closed the door, and then carefully hid on the... balcony.

The balcony with railings and only one wall from the next ward is definitely the best place for her to escape [Tan Shou].

And inside she can hear things more clearly that she can't hear outside.Her keen hearing allowed her to hear the sound of sharp tools tearing flesh, the sound of chewing, and the sound of heavy objects falling.

She could almost imagine what the person inside was doing at the moment—

He must be obsessively touching the smooth skin under his hands. The woman's beautiful skin is tender and smooth unique to this age. On his left hand is a sharp knife with a sharp light shining on the edge, and the blade is pressing against the white skin. , He murmured soft comfort in his mouth, exhaled in his mouth as if to comfort the noisy children and told them not to hurt, but the knife in his hand cut off a piece of blood-stained flesh without hesitation.

He was good with the knife, and although the wound was deep, there was not much bleeding.Every time he stabbed, he would obsessively kiss the wound. The corner of his mouth was stained with scarlet blood, but his smile was as romantic and handsome as ever, making it impossible to see his killing intent.

No, there was no killing intent in his eyes at all.

love, obsession.If there is someone in front of him, then that person can see how these things are clearly presented in his eyes.

He really really loves these girls who just had a rough and tumble with him just now, but at the same time, he loves their eyes even more——

The graceful figure of the girl's slender thighs was finally turned into pieces of minced meat under the knife, blood streaks remained on the red face and white bones, and the blood flowed down drop by drop along the white in the bright red, and they couldn't break free from the shackles of the bones—— In the end, all these red and white things flowed into the flushing port without exception. Crowe smiled and pressed the flushing switch, so the flesh and blood struggled and rioted, but in the end he could only watch them go down the water in vain. Disappeared in that dark hole.

Then his other hand grabbed the shower head, and he wiped the woman's body ambiguously like taking a couple's bath with his lover. The red on the bones was wiped away little by little, and after they faded back to black and white, He broke them off joint by joint and stuffed them into a bag.

until only the head remains.

A woman has a pretty face.

If Arnott was there, she would definitely be able to spot at a glance that this person was the very winking little nurse who gave Kloe the injection at that time.

The blood on Crowe's knife had been washed away by the water at that time, and the blade showed a beautiful silver color under the dim moonlight. He carefully gestured on her face, and then cut off the woman's body with the most prudent movements. Eye.

The knife slowly poked in from the eyelashes of the head, and the knife slowly began to seep into red, so the eyelashes trembled, as if the trembling wailing of a dead person came from hell.

The knife circled around her eyes, his movements were very careful, he even avoided the woman's fragile eye sockets, and only aimed at the two black and white objects, so when his knife protruded from the skull At that moment, a complete eyeball landed on the tip of the knife.

Then he put down the knife.On the palm of his hand are those pair of round eyes.

"It's still not perfect," he murmured.

And those eyes, still stained with blood, shone with scorching red and white in this silent night.

Arnott couldn't remember how she returned to Lorelai's ward, and then lay down to sleep pretending nothing happened.

The last fragment she remembered was the whole process of her climbing the wall between the two balconies, flipping to the next ward with difficult movements, and then sneaking back to her own room.

In between, her mind was completely blank.

But she succeeded in imagining the whole process of the other party's murder.

Specifically, it seemed that the person who did it was actually her.

Obviously her heart was always lonely and she couldn't feel emotions, but when the scene of a sharp knife cutting off the flesh bit by bit appeared in her mind, she actually felt the joy from the bottom of her heart.

It's faint but it does exist.

She was excited about the killing scene, or rather, killing excited her.

Even if just fantasizing about Crowe's actions in her mind can bring her such excitement, what if she does it herself?

No, it is not possible.

She tried to breathe at a normal speed, not daring to reveal her turbulent heart.

Arnott, this is all an illusion.

You are normal.

There is no difference between you and others.

She heard herself say.