This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

In the afternoon, Lin Jue returned home carrying two bags of groceries.

The neighbor's door was tightly shut, seemingly still hurting from being bumped into in the morning. Knowing Lin Jue was not someone to be trifled with, he didn't dare to peep again.

"Perhaps he's just a warm-hearted neighbor. This world is making me paranoid."

Lin Jue opened his door, feeling he should be more tolerant towards his neighbor, especially since the other man was older than him.

He casually stir-fried two dishes for himself. As evening approached, an unfamiliar phone call came in.

As soon as the call connected, Li Cheng's pig-slaughtering wail came through: "Doctor Zhou, save me! My mom is trying to kill me!"

It hasn't even been that long? And she already can't help but take action?

Lin Jue softened his tone and asked, "What's going on?"

"This afternoon, she said at the door that I'm too fat and need to lose weight, and then she grabbed a knife and said she was going to carve off the meat on my body! Now she's hacking at my door, I can't hold on much longer! Doctor Zhou, please come quickly!"

Li Cheng spoke very quickly, and the sound of a kitchen knife hacking at the door could be heard, clang, clang, clang.

"Then I'll help you call the police," Lin Jue said unhurriedly.

"..." The other party seemed stunned by his words, and didn't reply for a long time.

【Scenario 4: This evening, you received a call for help from Li Cheng. You rushed over in a hurry, and finally discovered the secret of this mother and son.】

Sigh.

The acting is about to begin.

Lin Jue sighed, "Then you must hold on, I'll be right over."

"Okay, hurry up," Li Cheng's voice changed slightly, losing some vitality and gaining some stiffness.

After hanging up, Lin Jue grabbed his backpack and hurried out the door.

Looks like I have to risk my life.

At 7 PM, Lin Jue stood in front of Li Cheng's door, listening through the door to the silence inside. There wasn't any sound.

Could these two guys have really killed each other?

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. After a short while, Zhang Yanmei, wearing an apron, opened the door. When she saw it was Lin Jue, she seemed a little surprised: "Doctor Zhou, why are you here again?"

Lin Jue squeezed into the house. Li Cheng's door was still tightly closed, and the door panel was covered with knife marks, riddled with holes.

They even know to do a complete job of acting, they have some talent as actors.

"That child wouldn't come out, so I was anxious and wanted to take the door down," Zhang Yanmei wiped her hands on her apron, "I'm making dinner, Doctor Zhou, please sit for a while, we can talk about things later."

"No need, I've already eaten," Lin Jue walked to Li Cheng's door. Before he could knock, the door opened a crack on its own.

He pushed the door open and walked in. Li Cheng was still sitting at his desk, but this time he was facing away from him, facing the window.

"Do you want to jump again?" Lin Jue closed the door, sat on the bed, put his backpack on his lap, and quietly unzipped it.

"Doctor Zhou, you're very clever," Li Cheng's voice was very stiff, like a corpse that had been dead for years suddenly speaking.

His body didn't move, but his head turned 180 degrees, tilting his head to look at Lin Jue: "I've always wanted to taint you, but you've never been guided by me. I don't know where you found the flaw."

"From the moment I met you, I've been wary of you."

Lin Jue gripped the handle of the fruit knife in his bag. Even in the face of such a terrifying scene, he could still smile: "Your acting is too clumsy. Although your body is telling me you're afraid and terrified, there's no emotional fluctuation in your eyes."

"You know, the most important thing for an actor is their eyes. When shooting close-ups, the actor's eyes are the support of their acting."

"Moreover, when I came to find you, you said the desk was safe, which means in your mind, the desk is the bed."

"Also, after I left your house today, I went to Sanjiang High School. They said that Li Cheng jumped off the teaching building two years ago. The reason you're tilting your head is because that's how you landed on the ground back then."

"The mist turned you into a monster, and you tainted Zhang Yanmei, making her believe you're her son."

He touched the dust on the pillow: "This room hasn't been lived in for a long time, your set is also terrible."

"As an actor, you're unqualified."

Lin Jue's expression was calm. This mother and son weren't a real mother and son, but just a monster that had tainted a poor middle-aged woman.

"I'm very curious, aren't you afraid?" Li Cheng tilted his head. From the beginning until now, Lin Jue hadn't shown any fear.

It was like he was a piece of wood, with no emotional fluctuations at all.

"Afraid?" Lin Jue raised an eyebrow: "I've never had that emotion."

In his previous life, Lin Jue lacked the emotion of fear. From childhood to adulthood, nothing could make him feel afraid, whether it was a roller coaster or watching a horror movie alone late at night.

Even when he was drowning and about to die, he only lamented that he hadn't finished spending all the money he had earned.

When he transmigrated and learned that there were monsters in this world, he was only surprised.

Li Cheng stared at him intently, then suddenly cackled: "You're a monster too."

Lin Jue didn't care about Li Cheng's evaluation and asked the question in his mind: "Is the way you monsters kill people through mental taint? Why are you so keen on tainting?"

The original owner of this body was tainted by an unknown monster, Zhang Yanmei was tainted, and Li Cheng also wanted to taint him.

It seems that monsters don't care about the environment and like to cause pollution.

"There are many ways to kill people. Killing your bodies is easy, but that only brings short-term pleasure," Black blood began to seep out of Li Cheng's seven orifices: "Only constantly drawing on your spirits is an addiction that people can't resist."

"Unfortunately, you're not guided by me, I can't taint you. The spirit of a smart person must be very delicious."

"But I can kill you directly."

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"You can try," Lin Jue pulled out the fruit knife from his bag. Li Cheng immediately laughed: "You don't think a broken knife can kill me, do you?"

"Why not?" Lin Jue retorted.

"Carrying a knife with you, it seems you're still afraid of death."

"Who would want to die if they could live well?"

Li Cheng didn't waste any more words and lunged directly at Lin Jue.

His arms were covered in black spots, and he grabbed at Lin Jue's neck, his expression hideous, seemingly wanting to snap Lin Jue's neck.

Lin Jue was quick-witted and swift-handed. With a slash of the knife, a severed palm fell to the ground.

Black blood spurted out, splattering all over his face.

"Ah!!!" Li Cheng screamed, looking incredulously at the fruit knife burning with flames: "Are you from the Surveillance Division?"

The cut where he was severed was charred black, and the intense pain went deep into his bones.

That flame greatly restrained him!

"Surveillance Division? Never heard of it." Seeing that the Quenching Art could cause damage to monsters, Lin Jue's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were icy cold. Gripping the knife handle, he pressed forward.

Li Cheng screamed strangely, his body twisting. Originally, it was impossible for monsters to be harmed by ordinary weapons, but the flame was like his nemesis. Every slash of the knife made him feel heartbroken.

In an instant, his body was riddled with holes, and every wound was emitting black smoke.

"You don't seem like a doctor..." Li Cheng lay in the pool of blood. He didn't expect that a monster like himself would have no resistance against a human.

The other party was like a murderer, calm and composed, quick and ruthless, every knife hitting a vital spot.

In his previous life, Lin Jue had studied human anatomy in depth in order to play the role of a forensic doctor well, and he knew every fatal part like the back of his hand.

He didn't know if these parts would be effective against monsters, so he stabbed every common fatal part, and even cut off the other party's major arteries in his hands and feet at an extremely fast speed for fear that the monster would resist.

Lin Jue stood aside, holding the knife, his expression calm: "Are all monsters as weak as you?"

This guy's strength was too weak, perhaps because of the Quenching Art. Anyway, he didn't feel any challenge at all.

"Haha..." Black blood gurgled from Li Cheng's mouth: "In the mist, I'm just the lowest level of existence. There are many more terrifying guys than me..."

"If it weren't for that flame, you would be the one dying..."

"Can you tell me more details? Like where does the mist come from, and how is the strength of you monsters divided?" Lin Jue squatted down.

Li Cheng's eyes widened, and a large amount of black blood flowed from his seven orifices. His whole body began to gradually rot, seemingly turning into the way he died two years ago.

He's dead?

Lin Jue was a little regretful. He hadn't gotten the information he wanted from the other party yet.