Chapter 222 Those who are crazy are all crazy, and there is an extra corpse
The heavy iron door swayed, but the thin needle inserted into the lock cylinder was unmoved. Wang Jiao stared in shock. Looking at the extremely contrasting scene in front of him.
"Prison leader, what are you doing?" Wang Jiao's brain was a little down, and his fearful emotions were confused by the burning of the CPU in his skull.
Chen Ya stood nearby and replied seriously: "I'm locking the door!"
Wang Jiao pointed at the horrific blood on the ground, his throat was dry and hoarse: "They are all dead. , you’re dead, why don’t you lock the door?”
Chen Ya's expression was serious and serious: "Yes, according to the division of labor and cooperation in the plan, I will be responsible for guarding the door and preventing him from going out, and you will be responsible for killing him."
Wang Jiao stuttered: "Yes, But you can’t see that everyone is dead and we have failed!”< br>
Chen Ya frowned and said in a sonorous voice, as if to boost everyone's morale in the past: "Aren't you still alive?"
Wang Jiao: "What?"
< br>Chen Ya said deeply and philosophically:
"As long as there is one person alive during the mission, you must never say that there is no hope of completing the mission. You must believe in yourself and launch a final charge for your own destiny until death, instead of giving up or running away."
Wang Jiao: "......."
Wang Jiao looked at the expression of the prison head's serious explanation. Suddenly, he felt a strange illusion, as if Chen Ya's face was different from that of another person. Zhang Wen and smiling faces blended together silently.
Although there are two faces, one is always full of smiles and the other is always full of seriousness, but the unquestionable expression of their reasoning is exactly the same...
Wang Jiao's shoulders shook involuntarily, and his body twitched as if being hit by electricity, as if his soul was completely swallowed by fear, becoming stupid and confused.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Chen Ya, then at Feng Mu.
He let out a horrifying laugh from his throat, holding his stomach and laughing so hard that he was out of breath, and tears burst from the corners of his eyes:
"Hahahaha, you are crazy. , you are also crazy, both of you are the same, and I am the only normal person left, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Color tag——[Crazy]!
[Crazy]: The official members of Destiny are all extremely paranoid lunatics. In order to achieve their goals, they will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, risking their lives and never giving up.
Empathy is weakened by 50%, and disregard for death is strengthened by 300%.
Chen Ya looked at Wang Jiao blankly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and sighed sadly at Feng Mu: "He seems to be crazy."
Feng Mu looked at Wang Jiao carefully. Jiao nodded in agreement and said regretfully:
"Yes, He's crazy, and it's hard to reason with a lunatic. Fortunately, he still has a face, so you can handle it."
Wang Jiao suddenly laughed even more crazily, and his face was full of anger. Laughing and twisting, as if he was laughing at them, but also as if he was laughing to himself:
"Two crazy people are in the same group, hahahaha, they say I'm crazy, hahahahaha——"
The laughter stopped suddenly.
Because a thin needle pierced Wang Jiao's cheek, pierced his skin and penetrated deeply into his facial bones.
Then, one after another, the fine needles were as dense as a rainstorm, pricking into his cheek one after another, each needle causing excruciating pain.
The laughter turned into a howl of pain. However, the howl did not last long because Chen Ya thought he was too noisy and stabbed his throat with a needle.
"Don't move around. It will be fine soon. Although I can kill you and do it again, from my experience, when a person is alive, his muscles are more elastic and the effect of plastic surgery is more realistic."
"It is not possible to use anesthesia, because the facial expression after anesthesia will be too rigid, which will affect the final effect."
Chen Ya is like an experienced doctor, patiently comforting himself during the operation Patient, at the same time, he very thoughtfully pulled out a mirror from his sleeve. This mirror is not an ordinary glass product, but is made up of a string of fine silver needles cleverly arranged. Each silver needle seems to be a pixel of the mirror.
Although its surface is not smooth, under weak light, it can still vaguely reflect the outline of a human face.
Wang Jiao stared at the mirror with his eyes widened, only to see that the face in the mirror was not his own, but a face that was gradually deforming in a strange way.
With the precise extraction of each string of needles and silk threads, the face in the mirror gradually lost its original features and became more and more consistent with Chen Ya's appearance. This gradual transformation made Wang Jiao shudder. .
"Okay, the operation was successfully completed!" Chen Ya announced, with a sense of satisfaction in his voice.
Chen Ya gently took off the last needle and thread, letting Wang Jiao's eyes fall on the brand new face in the mirror.
Then he reached out and wiped "Chen Ya's" throat, ending his postoperative pain.
"Chen Ya" fell backward on his back. At the last moment of his life, his peripheral vision inadvertently swept across the ground, and corpses with incomplete limbs were scattered on the ground.
Some have lost their heads, some have lost their chests, some have lost their arms, and some have lost their legs. Feng Mu arranged them in a line one by one with a meticulousness that was almost obsessive-compulsive.
At the edge of consciousness, a doubtful thought flashed through: "Strange, why does it feel like there is an extra corpse?"
With this strange mystery, "Chen Ya" was unwilling to give in. He closed his eyes and died.
Ask:
How to piece together nine corpses using eight portions of meat.
This question can be solved thanks to the previous life "Young Bao Qingtian". Feng Mu followed the gourd and gave the answer to the mutilated corpse in this place.
He does not have cruel hobbies such as crushing other people's heads, tearing off other people's shoulders, crushing other people's leg bones, etc. He does these cruel behaviors for a hidden purpose-to make another person He "died" in prison as a matter of course.
In other words, let it truly become a ghost that does not exist in the second prison!
Of course, the body is not perfectly put together and may not completely escape the sharp eyes of the forensic doctor.
Fortunately, he had a skilled tailor at hand.
There is actually not much difference in technique between sewing clothes and sewing a corpse.
Chen Ya has given the best proof of this with his own practice and experience. He is the artist who uses needle and thread to embroider life on flesh and blood.
"Leave it to you." Feng Mu patted Chen Ya on the shoulder, smiled and entrusted the task to him.
"Don't worry." Chen Ya's answer was full of confidence. He bent down and began to perform the final treatment on the put together corpses.
His movements were skillful and silky, as if what he was dealing with was not flesh and blood, but soft fabric. He was just re-sewing the fabric into clothes, as simple as breathing.
“Tailoring is art!” Feng Mu admired sincerely in his heart.
All this is a long story, but in fact it only takes a few minutes. After Chen Ya finishes his tailoring work, after Chen Ya finishes his tailoring work and carefully moves the corpses back to their original positions. , Feng Mu nodded at him.
Then he walked towards the iron door and gently pulled out the needle on the lock cylinder.
Behind him, there were no traces of living people, only the door of the incinerator shook slightly.
Feng Mu turned his head and gently pulled the iron door from the inside with his palm. Then, the iron door was suddenly knocked open by the impact of external force. A figure lost his balance and stumbled in, crashing directly into his arms. ……
(End of this chapter)