Jeff moaned lowly, the painful murmur lingering on his lips, and Hayley ran out happily, her brisk steps like a child just coming home from school, "Is that you, did you call me?" The cheerful voice was full of excitement, "I'm sorry, I was looking at your medicine cabinet just now." www.biquge.info Well, it's boring, there's nothing exciting in it, but I'm curious to know what those lubricants are for. ”

The sunlight behind penetrated through the frosted glass, the golden sunlight turned into a cold white, and the slowly fading light made all the colors in the room begin to lose their meaning, leaving only a hazy and dazzling light, which made people have the illusion of being in the ice and snow, and goosebumps began to appear on the skin.

Jeff's head was drowsy and he tried to speak, but only a series of meaningless breath sounds came out of his mouth, and his lips seemed to have lost control, so that saliva slowly slipped from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were blurred in a dazzling halo, trying his best to find focus, but still unsuccessful.

"Oh, talk to me when you're ready, don't rush." Hayley said very considerately, a thoughtful tenderness on her face. Jeff seemed to be starting to lose his intelligence, "You just ...... You...... Uh......" The sentence was fragmented and could not be organized at all, and saliva made a sound at the corners of the mouth, "Do you remember what I said? Hayley gave a friendly smile and pursed her lips, interrupting Jeff's words and saying kindly, "Only the drinks you've handled?" The smile on the corner of her mouth retracted, and Hayley's eyes became cold, flashing a hint of cunning, "This advice applies to everyone!" ”

Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!

Matt only felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, a cool breeze blew through his spine, and his whole body sat up straight, even so, he couldn't help but shiver. He thought that Hayley was the prey, but now it seems that Hayley is the hunter, and she has been prepared for a long time and drugged Jeff's drink!

After a brief period of fear, Matt starts to get excited, so now is Hayley going to start punishing Jeff? So is Hayley kidding? So did Hayley realize that Jeff was a lover/child/fetish? So what will Hayley do next? So how are things going to play out?

Countless question marks swirled around in Matt's mind, as if Jeff didn't understand what was going on or what was going to happen next.

Hayley slowly reveals her true intentions, apparently she has been eyeing Jeff for a long, long time, and she carefully confirms that Jeff is a lover/child/fetish, and then decides to carry out the punishment in her own way; But Jeff quibbles in every possible way, always refuses to admit that he is a lover/child/fetish, and comes up with all kinds of ways to get out of such a predicament.

Matt firmly believes that Jeff is a lover/child/fetish, because the small details at the beginning have confirmed this, but as the conversation between Hayley and Jeff unfolds, Matt's mentality begins to waver, sometimes on Jeff's side, sometimes on Hayley's side, especially when Hayley rummages through the whole room and never finds any evidence to support her opinion, Matt begins to feel bitterly cold.

Hayley is only a fourteen-year-old child, could it be that she has misjudged? Could it be an illusion she imagined? Could it be her wishful thinking? Even though her guess was correct, she skipped the police/the law and chose to punish herself single-handedly, not only was the security concerning, but she put herself above the law and morality and put Jeff on trial as a god, which made Matt's stomach start to burn, he didn't like it and he couldn't accept it, which was not true.

Matt couldn't help but think of "Sin City", or more accurately, the core idea that runs through Lance's crime trilogy: a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, is this really the way out of justice?

Matt begins to have self-doubts, maybe Jeff is not a lover/child/fetish at all, and maybe the previous hints are all deliberately misleading by Lance. At this point, Hayley demolished almost the entire house, and still no evidence was found; Jeff, who had been left in the bedroom, had already begun to struggle with the ropes, and with great difficulty, he managed to break free of his right foot, as if with a little more time, he could completely break free. Matt's heart contracted suddenly, he was actually a little excited, excited that Jeff was about to escape, the inexplicable, indescribable thrill made him can't help but grab the handrail, his eyes lit up.

"Whoa," Hayley stopped at the pool of stones in the living room, then pushed aside the stones, revealing the safe below.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the fear, vulnerability, panic, struggle, and despair in Jeff's pupils surged up in an instant, and he slapped Matt hard - he had just guessed wrong, all wrong. It was just a surging look in his eyes, but all the truth in Jeff's heart was exposed.

Jeff tries to make a final death throes, and he catches the hesitation in Hayley's answer about her parents, and he realizes that Hayley's hatred for him is actually from her anger at her father, and she just wants to take that anger out on herself. So, Jeff slowed down his tone and began to talk very gently and wisely, and he hit Hayley hard, and in this way, step by step, Hayley unloaded all her defenses, and seemed to be vulnerable.

Just when Matt thought that Hayley was going to be fooled and in danger again, Hayley showed a sly smile, "Do you really think it will be useful to say this?" You are really good, you understand the psychology of girls, convince them to believe in you, and then tell you all the secrets in your heart. ”

Looking at Jeff's kind and handsome face, Matt could feel anger rolling in his stomach. Every detail proves that Jeff is a lover/child/fetish, but his perfect hypocritical face succeeds in shaking Matt's guesses, and the shame of being deceived, toyed with, and played with swept over, and Matt can't help but hold his breath.

Hayley begins to guess the password to the safe, and after several failed attempts, Jeff, who is overwhelmed by his anger, begins to sneer and even provoke Hayley. But this act hastened his demise, and Hayley guessed the password from the suffix "319" in Jeff's chat room nickname - the day Jeff and Ginel first dated, "March 19, 1989", and then Jeff's blue eyes could clearly see the whole world falling apart.

The evidence in the safe proves Hailey's guess that Jeff is a lover/child/fetish, and the evidence is ironclad!

The excessive anger made Matt grasp the armrest of the chair tightly with both hands, and every muscle in his body was trembling, not only because Jeff was a lover/child/fetish, but also because Jeff was sanctimonious and human-faced and beastly, and because of Jeff's concealment, even he shook his guess, and that shame and shame made the anger reach the extreme, and the anger jumped up from his stomach, burning his lungs, so that every breath was hot and boiling.

Hayley, apparently like Matt, finds a picture of a girl and angrily accuses Jeff, but Jeff waits for Hayley to get close and knocks Hayley over with all his strength. Hayley crashes into the corner of the table and passes out, and then Jeff tries his best to slide the chair on his toes and returns to the bedroom, where he finds the pistol that Hayley has dropped on the covers.

Matt held his breath, all his anger was frozen in his chest, he didn't want Hayley to be a victim, he didn't want Jeff to get his way, he didn't want ......

The clever Hayley hid, then went around Jeff's back and wrapped Jeff's face in plastic wrap. Jeff struggled desperately, desperately slamming Hayley into the wall, and the two men engaged in a desperate struggle, even the pistol went off, and the fierce fight continued to shake in the cold light, as if every audience member was in it, holding their breath, tensing their muscles, and resisting.

The world has finally fallen silent again.

When Jeff came to his senses again, his whole body was tied to a rectangular metal table, his limbs were tied to the four corners of the table, and the ropes were pulled to the extreme, which made Jeff completely lose his ability to resist, and completely reduced to fish meat on the chopping board, and the position of hunter and prey was decisively reversed.

At this time, Hayley again mentions the girl in the photo, Donna, Donna is missing, and no one has found her so far, and Hayley suspects that Donna has been brutally murdered by Jeff. Donna is a friend of Hayley's.

"Didn't Roman Polanski just win the Oscar?" When Hayley mocked Jeff for refusing to turn himself in on the grounds of disrepute, the entire movie theater burst into laughter, like the loudest slap in the face of the Academy.

Matt now finally understands why Lance treats the film as an experiment, not only because of the sensitivity of the subject matter, but also because of the dark nature of the subject matter. But then, Matt knew he was naïve. The next twenty minutes were scenes from the movie that Matt never wanted to think about again.

Long shot, real and delicate long shot, Lance only used one long shot to push the confrontation between Hayley and Jeff to the extreme: Hayley completed the castration of Jeff with her own hands!

The long long shot seemed to have no end, and it was done in one go, allowing Matt to completely understand the meaning of the word "egg pain", looking at Jeff's delicate and real expression, from pain to despair, from struggle to death, the light of hope was extinguished little by little. Matt couldn't help but clamp his legs, soaked in cold sweat, and the uncomfortable feeling of tightness and soreness kept rolling in his stomach, like ...... It's like drowning in the depths of the ocean, witnessing your body being torn apart, pain, fear, horror, and gently beating in the nerve endings.

When the camera fell on the bright sunlight outside the courtyard, someone in the movie theater finally couldn't help it, and the sound of "vomiting" came, and not only one person, the repeated vomiting sound made Matt's stomach start to roll as well, as if the dinner the day before yesterday had rushed to his throat. (To be continued.) )