I stood up and moved my body, but I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

Then he walked back to the dormitory in a daze, and threw himself on the bed, feeling extremely tired. I began to fall asleep until an emergency phone rang to wake me up.

"You called me? Which one are you? “

Who, hate. I muttered as I took out my mobile phone, it was actually my brother? I suddenly remembered the horrific experience I had had, and if it weren't for one of his couriers, I wouldn't have been in such an encounter.

Until now, I was still confused, and I couldn't figure out at all, whether I was dreaming, or if I was really pressed by a ghost, and I had become someone else's bride.

"Are you there? Why don't you speak? The senior brother asked on the phone.

"Yes, where are you?" I got up. He asked while feeling his body.

"I'm at the house. Who are you? ”

"Wait, I'll go find you." I ignored him still talking, hung up the phone, looked at me in the mirror, and fell into deep thought.

Now I am pale, like a person without blood, and my face is even a little blue. The eye sockets are black, and the hair is messy, like a crazy woman. Going out at night like this will frighten a lot of people. Although I didn't feel anything strange in my body, I was feeling like I hadn't eaten for a long time.

I am also a medical student and know that this is a sign of weakness. Could it be that a dream could have turned out like this? I thought to myself.

However, the main thing for me now is to ask my senior brother to see if he has ever given me a courier, if not, he is dreaming and being pressed by a ghost, otherwise, it will be terrible. I don't dare to think about it.

Hurriedly freshened up, hastily added something to my face, making me look less scary. Pushed the door out and stood in the hallway.

The sun is shining, and the heat is even a little painful.

"Is it really a dream? Yes, it must be. "From my poor common sense, it is extremely unlikely that there are ghosts in such weather, and they only appear at night when it is dark.

I didn't stop, and hurried to my brother's residence.

He rented an old residential building, and the owner had moved to a new neighborhood, where most of it was rented to many students.

There is no property here, so there is no management fee, security fee and a series of messy charges, you only need to pay some health fees, and be responsible for your own food, drink and electricity bills. So it's quite popular with everyone, after all, they are all students, and no one is rich, right?

My brother's residence is on the fourth floor, and I get tired of it when I think of it, yesterday's nightmare made me a frightened bird, and when I mention this number, I feel something indescribable, what it is, but I can't remember anything.

Forget it, I don't want to, my senior brother is at home, and everything is clear when I see him. So, I lifted my spirits and started to go upstairs.

In the old building, there will definitely be no elevator, and there are still stairs up and down, and it is still the kind of dark and damp staircase.

As soon as I entered the hallway, I felt a little cold, very different from the extremely high temperature outside.

"It's still comfortable for senior brother to live here, how much electricity you have to save in this kind of weather, and you don't even need to install air conditioning." I sighed as I climbed upstairs.

I'm so tired, it's almost there, hold on, hold on, hold on again.

I don't know why, maybe it's because of my body, why am I so tired when I feel up the stairs today? Moreover, there was no one here today, and there was not a sound at all, only my wheezing echoing in the stairwell.

At this time, I was bent on seeing my senior brother, and I didn't think too much about it at all, so I just tried my best to climb towards the fourth floor in my heart.

Finally, when I saw the dawn of victory, I felt victory in sight as soon as I saw the huge red lacquer "4" written on it, and the circles around the blood-red characters were so cute.

Rising to the occasion, I stepped onto the corridor on the fourth floor, and in an instant, a low gasp reached my ears.

It was a very strange sound, I swear, I have never heard it, whether it is in reality or in film and television works, whether it is real or virtual, I have never heard it, but in my heart, I really know, maybe it is a feeling, this is a voice that only people make when they are desperate and close to death.

However, even though I felt this feeling, my strong curiosity and the boldness given me by studying medical school prompted me to go and find out.

I walked to the room where the sound came from, the dilapidated door was hidden, I looked up at the room number, it was facing the hallway, and the three blood-red handwriting of "404" told me that this was the place where my brother lived, a small suite with two bedrooms and one living room.

I gently pushed open the door, there was no one in the living room, the door of a small bedroom was closed tightly, it was my brother's study, the big room was my brother's bedroom, and it was from there that the sound came from.

I tiptoed over, my hand gently gripping the handle, twisting, slowly, and then forcefully, the door opened little by little, and everything in the room appeared before my eyes.

It was empty, and I walked in and found that the sound was coming from the large-screen TV hanging on the wall in front of my brother's bed, and the laptop next to it was open, and it seemed that the video was coming from the computer to the HDTV.

I let out a long breath, if nothing else.

However, when I turned my eyes to the TV, the image on it made me hold back before I could finish my breath, and I trembled and looked at the picture on it, and my heart was filled with fear.

On TV, it is obvious that a person is lying there, his head is not visible, and only the middle part of his body is on the whole picture, but it is not that I am not separated from men and women, but that this person has been disemboweled, and there is no male or female sexual characteristics.

A pair of steady, gloved hands were expertly opening his chest and abdomen, revealing the various organs inside, and all the human organs that should be there were moving normally.

Well, this is a video of the operation, and it seems that the senior brother did not forget to study at home. As soon as I had this idea, I was overturned by myself.

"No, it's not a video of the surgery, it's... I remembered in horror the gasps I could still hear, not normal gasps, but when I was gagged, frightened and desperate.

I instantly covered my mouth with wide eyes, so that I could not make any sound.

As if the phone was going to verify my thoughts, the picture on the TV, at this time, pulled out a slightly farther shot, allowing me to see the whole picture of the person lying down.

A woman, a beautiful woman, her whole body was fixed on an operating table, for some unknown reason, her least was blocked, but she could not make a shouting sound, only that desperate gasp.

She lay there all over, with tears streaming from her big beautiful eyes, and that desperate and helpless look that made me tremble. Deter those who hurt her.

However, the knife bearer on the side was a hard-hearted man, and his hands did not hesitate or shake at all, completing his set goal quickly, steadily and accurately.

With the movement of the knife wielder, the beautiful woman is not a person, but an object, an object of modern anatomy teaching, because, I saw, one by one, the knife wielder, in the order of anatomy, took out the organs in the woman's body, Yi Yi, and put them on the plate next to him, obviously performing the dissection practice.

I can clearly see that when the heart is cut off, it is still trembling slightly, and it is trying its best to survive the owner. It's still beating. Follow its inherent rhythm.

I looked like I was about to vomit, but I endured, the streets. I wanted to see who the knife wielder was, and how he could be so vicious as to take a living person to do such a thing.

Knowing the murderer, even if I can't avenge that unknown woman with my own hands, I have to do something, right? I'll always do it when I call the police.

Maybe it was the eyes of the heavens, and when I was about to take it anymore, it was finally over, and at the last moment, the knife bearer finally appeared, and he took off the mask he was wearing that covered most of his face, revealing his true face.

However, this person surprised me, that person is the knife holder in the video, and he is actually a gentle and enthusiastic senior brother on weekdays? I can't believe my eyes, really, I'm going crazy, in our country, in modern society, actually, he, senior brother actually does vivisection? Anatomical or a beautiful woman? I can't believe it.

Wipe your eyes and try to see clearly, yes, it's him, senior brother, who is talking about the process of this dissection and the techniques he used in the video.

Executioner, murderer. I was surprisingly angry.

On weekdays, he is dignified, but in private, men steal and prostitute women. This is the man I have a crush on? I'm really blind. Would you actually take a fancy to him?

After I vented for a while, I didn't care about anything else, and there was only one thought in my heart: call the police. I'm going to let this beast-faced guy get the punishment he deserves, and I'll shoot him with a thousand knives.

I started immediately, and I didn't look at the connection of any power cord or video cable, and I don't know where the strength came from, three and two, and ripped off all the external lines, and I didn't even care about shutting down, so I closed the notebook, picked it up and ran outside.

The staircase of the four-story building, when I came up, I don't know how long it took, but I swear it didn't take me five minutes to get down. Anger drove me, filled me with strength, and I ran down the stairs and out of the neighborhood to stop a taxi.

"Master, the nearest police station."

Just as I was about to leave, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind me.