In the cold morgue, the white light was cast on the white cloth that covered the corpses, everything was a terrible white, except for the raised bed where the corpses were placed, which was sprayed with silver-gray paint.

The man in the black tuxedo sat on an empty bed, his two slender legs elegantly overlapped under his trousers. It was clearly just a bed for the corpse, but she sat down as if it was an unattainable throne.

Under the brim of his hat, the eyes of the night as dark as starlight under the white mask were quietly staring at the man opposite him who was standing by the bed with his back to him and holding a scalpel.

"I have a strange question I want to ask." The man with the scalpel looked at the dead gray corpse on the bed, and seemed to be in a dilemma for a moment, "Although this woman is also quite beautiful, but it is also too common, why did you bring me to her?" ”

The body lying on the bed was none other than Tao Feiyu, who died in a psychiatric hospital and was sent to the hospital morgue by the staff of the forensic department after the autopsy.

"Partner, this is just an experiment, don't be so picky." The man sitting on the bed chuckled and looked at the man's back, "I just want to see what kind of mentality you have to put these disgusting people on your face." ”

"Is it disgusting?" The man's voice suddenly cooled, and he looked back at the person who was so noble and elegant that he was out of place with this morgue and didn't fit in with it at all, "I don't think so......"

His voice turned, and a frightened smile reverberated through the morgue that exuded coldness, like a demon ruled by death.

"Every face has their story, and with their faces, I can personally feel their joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, resentment, hatred, and hatred...... Isn't that great? ”

"Isn't it disgusting?" Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Such filthy human beings, isn't their human skin disgusting?" ”

If you want to choose, you have to pick a high-grade one...... Otherwise, it's not worth it to dirty your hands......

"I wonder if you've forgotten ......" The sharp scalpel slowly sliced through the corpse's forehead, and the man said sarcastically, "You brought me this place...... You also pointed out this corpse to me, and if you want to taste it, it seems that you should reflect on yourself......"

"Hmm............ It seems like that's right......" Zhou Ran tilted his head and thought about it, got off the bed, paced to his side, and watched him peel off the woman's face little by little, "That's good...... Compensate you next time? ”

Feeling her walk up to her, the voice of her voice in her ears was in her ears, and the man's hand holding the hilt of the knife was unmoved, skillfully separating the human skin from the woman's face.

"In that case......

The man picked up the thin human skin with tweezers, looked at the light above his head for a while, and then turned his head to the white mask on her face, "Then why don't you give me your face, even if it's a little unsatisfactory, I won't mind." ”

"Tsk...... Is it so straightforward? Zhou Ran glanced at the face in his hand that was still dripping blood, hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, "But...... Are you sure you want mine? If you want it, you have to exchange it for something...... For example, your life ......"

It is undeniable that when she said this, the man became murderous, squinted and looked back and forth on her, then withdrew his gaze, and threw the face in his hand into the trash can without hesitation.