The man who changed into his chef's uniform hurriedly walked out of the gate of Jingyuan Huating and walked straight to his motorcycle parked in the parking space of the motor vehicle.

With a heavy face, he checked the trunk in the back of the car first, and found no signs of being opened, before he took out the car keys from his trouser pocket and aimed them at the jack to insert them.

"Huh? Chef Zheng!! How did you go back so early today?! ”

A familiar male security staff who also worked at Jingyuan Huating happened to pass by and saw him standing next to the motorcycle, so he walked over to say hello to him.

"There's something going on at home, so I'm on leave." The man's eyes tightened, and he withdrew the hand that was about to insert the key, and placed it in front of the trunk without a trace.

"Yes, Chef Zheng, you've been busy since you came, so take this opportunity to take a lazy rest."

The male security guard smiled at him, glanced at the motorcycle behind him, and let out a surprise, "Huh............ What's the dye on your car? ”

The man's eyelids jumped, and his gaze fell on the back of his head, which was bent over and looking at the trunk of his motorcycle.

"There is still a fishy smell............ "The male security guard wiped the viscous liquid on it, put it under his nose and sniffed it, frowning in disgust, "Chef Zheng, how long has it been since you washed this car?!" ”

"Yesterday I was selling pork in the market, and I was stained with pig blood, and I worked overtime, and I was so busy that I forgot to wash it." The man's hand hanging at his side slowly curled and tightened, and his eyes stared at the back of the male security guard's head dark.

"Tut-tut............" The male security guard straightened up, pinched his nose and shook his head, and took a step back, "No, Chef Zheng, I'll recommend you a cheap, clean-washed car wash shop, you hurry up and wash it, otherwise it's hot, you attract more mosquitoes!" ”

Seeing that he stepped back a little, the man's eyes changed instantly, and the hand on his side slowly let go, and he looked honest and honest again, and he didn't talk much.

"Okay, whichever one you say, I'll go and wash it now."

"It's the last one on the corner of East Street, you go quickly, I'm going to inspect, next time." The male security guard looked at the time, said this in a hurry, and ran over to the other side.

After the person walked away, the man withdrew his gaze and muttered a word.

"It's just a little bit ............"

In just a few words, there are several unclear tones, some are happy, some are regretful, and some are disappointed............

He turned around and took out the rag under the windshield, wiped the viscous blackened liquid on the trunk little by little, and then threw the rag into the trash can not far away, inserted the key, and rode away on the motorcycle.

No one knew the secret hidden in the trunk and the human head that had been ripped clean and bloodied in the confined space. As............ No one knew how many days the human head had been stored inside.

What is that delicious dish made of, and what kind of mood and mood does the person who makes that dish complete it?

The man rode his motorcycle, and instead of going to the car wash he had talked about, he sped all the way to a stop in front of an ordinary-looking residential building.

He took the key and opened the trunk of the motorcycle, looked at the black bag containing the things, and stopped on it full of love, and then changed his face back to his usual appearance.

The sky was still clear and cloudless. The man lifted the black plastic bag in the trunk, closed the trunk without hesitation, and stepped on the stairs of the residential building step by step, his back gradually immersed in the dim shadow. I want to talk about "Rebirth: Blackened Movie Queen" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~