deformed bone

"You must be crazy."

A few hours later, Isaac was nestled on the brand-new leather sofa in Calvin's apartment—a beautiful creamy white, surprisingly soft and comfortable and surprisingly beautifully shaped and roomy, even if Stuffed in Calvin's small, run-down apartment, it doesn't make the space feel cramped.

The moment he sat down, he just wanted to curl up in it, even though the rational part of him was still furious about what Calvin had told him earlier.

"Do you know you're taking a risk? You tell him you want to have sex with him - I wish you could remember how many times you've almost been raped by those men just by looking at them!"

In a fit of rage, Isaac almost wanted to kick the coffee table as usual, but when he saw the coffee table that was as beautiful as the sofa and clearly showed an expensive price, his movements paused.

Calvin didn't even look back at his police officer, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

He bent down and opened the refrigerator, took out a pack of ice cubes and stuck it on his forehead, secretly regretting it.He didn't expect that Isaac would return to the apartment so early today (you must know that he didn't even go home many days before), and he didn't expect that when Virgili sent him back, he happened to run into Izak. At that time, the police officer was standing in a daze in the apartment that had been completely renovated.

Oh, yes, it is indeed renovated.Calvin thought Virgili's compensation meant a new coffee table (to be honest, he didn't really care about it, as long as he wasn't allowed to do the cleaning work, the lack of a coffee table in the apartment is really not a big deal), but he Apparently underestimating the power of money in this world - Vigili almost helped him refurbish his entire apartment!

Carpets and curtains have been replaced with natural materials, and the second-hand furniture that is slightly worn out and not easy to use has also been replaced with brand new high-end products...

Calvin didn't like Virgil's self-assertion very much, but before he had figured out how to deal with it, Isaac's questioning made him even more unhappy.

Recalling the series of conflicts that took place in the afternoon, Calvin felt that his headache seemed to get a little bit worse.

"Shut up, Isaac, you're yelling like an adolescent girl now."

He said it dryly, undoubtedly making Isaac furious again.

"Shut up? You fucking told me to shut up? You said you wanted to test Virgil, and then you took risks with your own body? Have you figured out the current situation—"

"I know." Calvin suddenly turned his head and looked at Isaac, "I'm being searched by that group of people; I just need to look at a man to be in danger of being raped, although since the age of 15, those disgusting scum have not People can beat me; I must always be careful because my identity cannot be exposed..."

Calvin stopped speaking suddenly, he sighed, and his tone became softer.

"Isaac, I know it in my heart. I just want to confirm Virgil's intentions. You know, he is closer to me than anyone else before."

"Glad you realized that."

"And I'm pretty sure I could easily snap his neck if something happened."

Isaac rolled his eyes: "But it's still a stupid decision. Thankfully, at least now we can be sure that there must be something abnormal about him... Hey, wait, Calvin, what's your expression?"

Calvin moved the ice cube to the back of his neck nonchalantly.

"I didn't find too many problems..." Calvin whispered.

Ai Zac's eyes suddenly became extraordinarily sharp.

"You better explain, Calvin, did I hear you right? You said the guy 'hasn't got much problem'? You told him the fuck you wanted to fuck him and he didn't move - you call that' no problem'?"

"He's a goddamn painter! Those artistic spirits, beauty or something... He seems to pursue this more."

Calvin touched his face unconsciously.

"Huh?" Isaac stood up, he spread his arms in the living room and turned around, "If he was after beauty and art, then he wouldn't go to such lengths to decorate your kennel so beautifully." Like a haute couture furniture catalog! Even a dog can tell he wants to fuck you!"

Calvin threw the ice cube at Isaac's face.

"But in fact he didn't."

Even Calvin himself didn't realize that his voice had become so cold.

"I'm tired..." After a few seconds, he said hoarsely.

"..."

Isaac closed his mouth, staring at Calvin's extremely tired face, and tightly pursed his lips.

"Eternal suspicion, eternal defense, there is no one in this world I can trust except you, Isaac, sometimes I feel really tired, I want to stop..." Calvin was silent for a while , and then continued, "Maybe you're right, maybe I let Virgili get too close to me."

He walked slowly to the sofa, bent down and picked up the background information of Vigilie again: "...and he is really special."

"Of course, every point of the tragedies that happened to him can precisely focus on your weakness." Isaac said with a straight face, "I don't know if this is deliberate, if it is, he may be worse than the previous An idiot whose physical impulses have dazzled his head is even more dangerous. And if he is an Adventist person, he needs to be even more vigilant, they may have locked you but have no way to determine your identity..."

"I don't think he knew anyone from the Adventists."

Calvin said sullenly, he lay down on the sofa, and then covered his face with the document.

"Today in the restaurant I met a senior Adventist priest with Vigilie."

"boom……"

From Calvin's ear came the loud sound of something hitting the coffee table, followed by Isaac's painful gasp.

"What? You met an Adventist priest?!"

Of course he was still yelling.

"Vigily was very normal at the time, and the pastor didn't say anything superfluous to Virgil..."

"I don't fucking care about Virgil right now, you got face to face with a high priest?!"

Calvin nodded.

"That's right. Calm down, Isaac, this day will come."

He said.

The information on his face was lifted by Isaac, who looked very nervous...or even terrified.

"There's nothing wrong with you? Your..."

He studied Calvin's face carefully.

Calvin reached out and pushed Isaac away.

"I'm not that little kid who can't do anything anymore, don't worry, Isaac... In fact, I'm more worried now about Madeleine and Isa, who has been getting deeper and deeper in Adventism , I think her state is a bit wrong..."

But Isaac didn't care so much about Madeleine becoming an Adventist.

"...Adventists need to expand, this is a very common thing - Madeleine needs a dream that can anesthetize herself. She will naturally wake up when the oil is drained. Compared with this, the priest needs to pay attention. "

Ai Zac's eyes became serious little by little.

"I've studied the Adventists, and under normal circumstances they wouldn't send a senior priest over in such a ghostly place. I think they should have gotten a little wind... I even suspect that the previous murders are also related to them."

The expression on Calvin's face disappeared bit by bit, and he raised his eyes to look out of his window.

"I'll change places when I get Virgil's money." He said calmly, and then Isaac added before speaking: "Anyway, trying to get a new identity from Kawhi's old dog not cheap."

Isaac looked a little sad, but at the same time he seemed a lot more relaxed.

He put his arm on Calvin's shoulder.

"No matter what, I will be by your side, don't worry, Calvin, I will protect you."

He said.

Calvin lowered his eyes, and he didn't answer Isaac.

……

While Calvin and Isaac were talking, in the alley not far from Calvin's apartment, Vigilie, the object of their previous dispute, was panting in his limousine.

Calvin would never have imagined that there was such a side of the person who was so awkward and shy in front of him this afternoon and had no experience in love.His eyes gleamed like some kind of beast, and his cheeks were flushed with excitement.

"Calvin... oh... Calvin..."

Virgili called out the name while sniffing deeply at a ball of semi-damp cloth.

If Calvin had been here, he would probably have easily identified it as the same bathrobe he had worn at the Virgilis'.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Vigilie panted heavily, then dragged his already exhausted body to lie on the back seat.

He buried his face in his bathrobe contentedly and let out a giggle.There was something fishy in the enclosed air... and a distinct rusty smell.

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

"Tick tock..."

The blood dripped slowly down the crevices of the leather cushions, and was finally absorbed by the dark carpet.

In the unusually dim light, only the hideous wounds on Virgil's palm and chest could be vaguely seen.It was a very fresh wound - every finger was clearly broken, the bones were twisted into strange arcs under the wrapping of the skin, and the palm was a mass of bloody cuts.The chest area—the piece of skin that was touched by Calvin and pressed down was cut off, and the huge wound was scorched black hastily by an iron, and light yellow tissue fluid and blood continuously seeped out.

[You are killing yourself. 】

Fogg echoed in his head, and he looked very weak—and in fact he was.

Calvin's temptation to Virgil this afternoon can be said to be heaven or hell.After discovering that Virgil and Calvin had such an intimate contact, Red Deer almost completely fell into madness.He shouldn't have woken up, he should have slept like a Sleeping Beauty, but the hatred and jealousy towards Virgil forced him to wake up, and the price was that other personalities were almost swallowed up by him.

These horrific wounds on Vigilie's body were his punishment from the enraged Red Stag.

"Oh...don't say that." As if he didn't feel the huge pain in his body, Vigilie still maintained that kind of morbid excitement, "Although I must admit, it really hurts—he's really going to Crazy." He paused before adding, "How pathetic, the jealousy of a middle-aged man."