I hate this woman in front of me.

And not because of her character.

Of course, I don't know her personality either.

I just hate her face.

This face is beautiful, with big eyes, a high nose bridge, no wrinkles, very smooth skin, and a lot of cosmetics that smell expensive, and the face of a movie star is nothing more than that.

But there's a catch.

Her expression.

The woman's expression was so unnatural.

"Ah!!!!h

She was screaming again, all day, with no sign of hoarseness in her throat. I admire her a little, you must know that the dozens of experimental subjects before her, regardless of men, women and children, can cry wolf so much every time.

But the expression on her face was still very disagreeable.

I judge, she had plastic surgery, and many times.

When I did the autopsy, I verified it, and God knows how many times she had plastic surgery, and if I had been cruel to my face, I might have been able to make it like her.

In vivo experiments is a very tiring job, but it is my hobby, my career, my life. An essential part of life.

When I was eight years old, I tricked my neighbor's old barking dog into my dad's garage with a sandwich and shut him up for good with a pipe wrench and a small hacksaw.

That was my first step, just like the moment Mozart touched the piano at the age of three, and I knew that this was my talent, my life's aspirations.

Things didn't go so well, though, and when I returned home covered in blood, my parents' behavior was very disturbing.

Thankfully, I was able to solve the problem a few weeks later, and I was able to complete two experiments with humans as specimens at the same time.

It didn't take much effort to dispose of the carcass, and I grew up being a very strong boy, but speaking of which, I didn't hear until recently that there was a good way to do it, which was to chop it up and feed it to the pigs.

What is this? This news is so hurtful, what am I who have been digging graves for decades?

I remember one time, I was digging a hole in the beach in Miami, it was two o'clock in the morning, I had two full suitcases to deal with, and the blood had already started to seep out, who knew that I had just dug up, and guess what?

That's right, damn corpses, yes, I went to dump them, only to dig up the bodies in a few fucking miles of sand, in a random spot, with a few shovels.

It's like when you suddenly have a stomachache in the barren mountains and mountains, and you just find a bush to squat down, only to find that there is a big lump of buried here, or a very strangely shaped piece of.

I've got to tell you, the mafia in Miami, in ridiculous floral shirts, thought they were the cold-blooded tough guys of the old movies, but in reality, these bastards were semi-professional hooligans at best, and they buried dead people in the sand with a few stupid snakeskin bags. Do you think you're tinkering with pornography at the train station? You kind of why you just use a straw mat? See which one stinks first.

I had just filled in the hole and changed the place, and guess what? I had just dragged the box for less than 200 meters when I saw two silly × in floral shirts digging a hole under a coconut tree.

That night, I buried two more people, and yes, that's what I'm going to say, people who defecate in the open, and I pushed them into the manure pit and put the lid on them.

To get back to the point, the story just wanted to show that space on this planet is too precious to be used properly, and it is uncivilized to litter things everywhere.

Anyway, now I have to admit that feeding pigs is indeed a good method, at least much better than eating it myself, and I have tried it a few times in the past few days, and it is a very bad memory.

Wait, what's that sound, somebody is coming in...... The footsteps ...... One, two, three...... There are five people in total, are they policemen...... Sure enough, the sound insulation of this basement is still too poor, and I don't know who found it.

It is estimated that there are still reinforcements outside the house, and after killing them, I won't be able to stay in this city.

In fact, the climate in Seoul is still good...... Forget it, let's go to Europe, I haven't been there for ten years, and the limelight should pass.