Taurus University.

The Academy of Arts, in an old building that was abandoned ten years ago.

In a painting classroom, "The Demon King" composed by the music master Schubert is playing, accompanied by bursts of fast-paced music melodies, accompanied by bursts of fixed frequency 'cutting sounds'.

A plate of surgical instruments and an old-fashioned camera are placed on the side of the podium.

A man with black leather shoes with a pattern, a trench coat, a woollen scarf wrapped in a scarf, and pigtails is standing on the podium, cutting the body of a delicately skinned woman who has just died.

The left hand beats to the song, and the right hand follows the melody as it swims and cuts through the slightly hot corpse.

Sometimes switch to a scalpel, sometimes to a bone crusher hammer, and sometimes to a small hand saw with a zigzag shape...... Everything goes well with the musical melodies.

The surface of the corpse was carved by him into flesh and blood flowers.

Peel off excess nails from your limbs and remove excess sebum and flesh.

Using the excess flesh and nails, he made two wings that resemble insects, and they are perfectly integrated with the corpse of a woman.

The man uses five spikes that do not affect the aesthetics and fixes the corpse to the blackboard in the form of a 'pentagram'.

"Good!"

Remove the rubber gloves.

The man takes his favorite camera, sets up the appropriate lighting, and prepares to shoot the finished product.

"Very good...... Well! What is it!? ”

When the man examined the photo, he found some flaws in the abdomen of the corpse, which seemed to be due to the capillaries that had been destroyed by cutting the dermis during the carving of the flesh flowers, so that a little blood flowed out of the wound, which became a little 'blemish' in the perfection.

Yes! Angry roars.

Resounding in this abandoned building.

The 'artwork' that took him hours to make was torn apart.

The man opened his fanged mouth and gnawed on the surface of the corpse, completely ignoring the blood splattering from the warmth of the corpse, staining his coat and scarf red, and finally eating away at the organs in the abdomen of the corpse.

At that moment, the camera placed on the podium automatically washed out a photograph.

Eating is interrupted.

The mysterious "photographer" is not in a hurry to check the photos that suddenly came, but goes to the pool, buckles down the round eyeballs and rubs and cleans them carefully, although the eyeballs are separated from the body, but the touch is still there.

Every time he looks at any photo, he is accustomed to clear his eyes, which seems to be a habit that cannot be abandoned.

"Huh?"

The photo shows Lu Ran holding a chainsaw in one hand and covering his neck wound with the other.

…………

Teachers' quarters, the 15th floor of the incident.

The sheets were lifted along with the futon to cover the camera's weird-shaped head.

"You ugly thing, it's crazy for my love!"

A large part of the 'hatred' in Lu Ran's heart comes from the fact that this camera monster smashed his mobile phone as soon as he appeared.

In the case of damage to the trachea, Lu Ran can move freely for little time, and he must give a fatal blow as much as possible.

Lu Ran's left hand covering his neck suddenly grabbed it.

Swish!

Sure enough, the spikes on the surface of the monstrous shape couldn't pierce the glove made of Cerberus skin...... Lu Ran grabbed it, firmly clasped the strange neck, and pressed it to the ground.

"I can't let you run away this time! Call...... Call! The instantaneous explosive action made Lu Ran a little breathless.

With his right arm in one hand, he held a high-speed chainsaw, sawing through the bedding and sheets, and landed firmly on the head of the strange camera.

Click!

Suddenly, the fire core splashed!

The hardness of this old camera is higher than that of ordinary steel, and if it were replaced by Lu Ran's original chainsaw, it would have been scrapped in the cutting process...... But the titanium quenched saw chain is different, slowly cutting through the hard casing of the camera's surface.

"Yaaaaaa

Bursts of piercing screams continued to emanate from the monstrous body, a filamentous body twisting as it sliced, trying to break free from the chainsaw.

But Lu Ran's left hand held down the strange neck, making it impossible for him to break free.

Whew!

Suddenly, more than a dozen filaments that formed the strange body suddenly attacked, penetrating Lu Ran's left arm, trying to make him let go.

"Die for me!!"

The red-eyed Lu Ran completely ignored the pain, and his left arm did not loosen in any way.

Earthworm-like filaments in the wound on the left arm – drilling, wriggling, pulling!

Stirring the most sensitive nerves, the pain is transmitted to Lu Ran's brain to the greatest extent.

Pain...... If it was usual, it would hurt so much that Lu Ran rolled on the ground, but at this moment, Lu Ran gritted his teeth and didn't let go no matter what!

It feels like the front teeth have been ground out in a small layer.

"Die for me, ugly fellow"

Click!

The alloy chainsaw tore the last layer of iron from the camera's exterior and finally cut inside.

A large meatball-like brain is hidden inside an old camera, and a large number of thin metal wires are attached to the surface of the brain, which is integrated into the camera.

"Die!"

Chainsaw cut in.

At this time, a high-profile mosaic chef passed by.

Cooked black buckwheat noodles are paired with fresh pork brain flower soup, and a delicious bowl of pork brain black noodles is complete...... Who knew that the chef seemed to be a little proud, and accidentally slipped and knocked over all the noodles on Lu Ran.

"Wow! This tastes ......."

The moment the brain shattered, the black filaments that formed the strange body exploded completely.

Lu Ran's whole body was covered with a foul-smelling substance, and it became more difficult to breathe.

However, after the chainsaw cut open the brain of the meat ball in the camera, a wisp of blood-red qi also entered Lu Ran's body along the chainsaw and inhaled into the spine.

The side quest isn't over yet.

Lu Ran put away the chainsaw, covered his neck with one hand, and pulled out a photo from the filamentous residue with the other.

"Is this the evidence that the old lady concluded that her son was killed?"

At the same time, the filamentous residue scattered on the floor slowly dissolves and sublimates, turning into strands of black silk threads that float out of the bedroom.

"Hmm!! Not dead yet!? ”

At this moment, the bedroom door opens automatically.

Just when Lu Ran covered his neck and looked at the old woman's house that was engulfed by flames again, he was stunned.

The arsonist was none other than the old woman herself.

Why set the fire, naturally it was to help Lu Ran and light up the darkness for him...... If it weren't for the light produced by the flames, Lu Ran's probability of death would have increased greatly.

In addition, the filamentous residues that floated away slowly gathered into a thirty-year-old handsome man in front of the old woman, and the two were hugging each other.

The old woman, who had never changed her expression, smiled for the first time.

The old woman standing in the center of the flame slowly turned her head, looked at Lu Ran, and waved goodbye.

The foundation applied to the old woman's face also melted quickly in the flames, revealing a burnt and deformed face...... A unique fire core spit out from the old woman's mouth and fell into Lu Ran's hand.

"Hell Murder has been completed, do you want to save it and quit the game?"

Lu Ran, who could no longer breathe in the raging fire, decisively chose to quit, carrying the "photo" and the props given by the old woman, and disappeared to leave.

…………

In more than ten minutes, the fire truck arrived at the teacher's community of Niu University.

All the residents of the building were evacuated with the help of firefighters......

However, it was one floor below the old woman's house where the fire occurred...... It is also the home of Teacher Zhong on the fourteenth floor.

Mr. Chung, who was missing an eye, neither slept nor fled because of the fire.

Listening to the shouts of the firefighters in the corridor, he was in a wheelchair, and his only remaining eye was staring at the strange graduation photo on the wooden shelf.