"It is not necessary to attribute the generation of evil to supernatural factors, and it is sufficient for man himself to commit every evil deed."

– Joseph Conrad

The wild cats at the mouth of the alley quickly moved from one garbage can to another, rummaging and rummaging, as if they were hoping for the last bit of food scraps, but now, it was winter with goose feathers and heavy snow.

It seems that it may not be so lucky.

The wildcat hunched over on the side of the garbage can, looked at the hard-boxed man in the hat and wrapped in his body, and barked at him, but still did not come forward.

The man's pace was fast, and his expression seemed to be nervous, or—expectant.

He walked fast through the winding alleys, without hesitating a single step. After that, he looked ahead with delight, and it seemed that this was his destination—

Music box.

Yes, in front of him, there is a storefront. From the outside, the decoration of the store looks very punk, but it is inexplicably extremely dark. People can't help but feel a little depressed.

On the front of the store, the signboard is faintly shining, which is the "Music Box".

The man hesitated at the door for only a few seconds, and finally, as if he had made some important decision, he pushed open the heavy glass door.

With the sound of "jingle bell", he walked in quickly, and the figure of the man seemed to have disappeared into the endless black hole.

The room was filled with soothing music, dimly lit, and a slightly gloomy atmosphere that made people a little nervous. But it was very warm, in stark contrast to the cold wind and heavy snow outside.

The man walked up to the bar and looked hesitantly at the woman who was elegantly wiping her glass inside the bar, not knowing how to speak.

"You're here, please be seated." Unexpectedly, the woman spoke first. There was a hint of tiredness in her voice. At the same time, hand out a cup of steaming tea, "Drive away the cold, speak slowly." ”

The man picked up the teacup, trying to stabilize his emotions, and after trying to swallow a sip of hot tea, he put down the cup, slowly opened his clenched hands, and finally asked.

"I've heard that you can ...... here. Wish? ”

The woman's red lips are bewitching, and against the background of the surrounding music and lights, they look even more sinister. She curled her lips and smiled, "Of course." What are your wishes? ”

The woman's flattering eyes seemed to guide him to speak boldly.

"I ...... I think my girlfriend will never be able to live without me. The man said with a bit of a snort.

"Absolutely. This wish is very real. And what do you — in exchange? The woman agreed to his request without hesitation, and then stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the corners of her mouth, even expecting something to be heard later.

"What do you want?" The man asked with some excitement.

"Then—ask for your heart."

As soon as the woman's words fell, the man lay limply on the table at the bar.

In the center of Jingyuan City, in a sky-high building, Ren Boxin was eating breakfast unhurriedly, and flipping through the computer next to him by the way—a document had just arrived in the mailbox.

A ray of sunlight shone on his side face, looking harmonious and gentle.

However, the picture in the file was bloody, but it didn't affect the speed at which he stuffed the fried egg and bread into his mouth.

In the end, Ren Boxin flipped the mouse, quickly drank the last sip of hot milk, got up directly, picked up his coat and draped it on his body, and then, he casually pulled out the USB flash drive on the computer and threw it into his pocket, and after kicking on his shoes at the entrance, he slammed the door and walked out.

Except for weekends, he goes out at this time almost every morning, in this luxurious community where every inch of land is valuable, coupled with the layout of one ladder and two households, which makes it almost difficult for him to meet anyone in the short time from home to downstairs.

He loved the feeling – it was like being disconnected.

However, today is a little different, he met a new neighbor in the new house opposite, who had just moved in, that face looked like a girl, but she was wearing a black tweed coat and high-heeled boots, exuding the charm of a mature woman, about the same age as Ren Boxin, and her beauty was very flamboyant.

Dangerous and tempting.

However, this woman gave him a sense of familiarity—maybe he had seen it in the neighborhood or in the underground garage before, but he had never spoken. Ren Boxin thought to himself.

This time they met directly, and the two seemed to be a little surprised, they could touch each other, and when they entered the elevator, they looked at each other and smiled, nodded, and then, invariably, reached out and pressed the button on the third basement floor.

Their fingertips touched, and Ren Boxin felt that the woman's fingertips were cold, even cold.

"It's cold." Ren Boxin said as if unintentionally.

The woman should have understood the meaning of his words, smiled indifferently, and responded kindly, "It's a little cold." ”

"What's the girl's last name?" Ren Boxin looked at her and asked frankly.

This made the woman cry and laugh a little, she paused, and had to answer, "Don't be expensive, my surname is Lu, Lu Zhiyao, I am new to the city, take care of me." ”

Ren Boxin chuckled lightly, very polite, "No, if you need help, just ring the bell." ”

Lu Zhiyao nodded, and neither of them spoke anymore. There was an eerie silence that lasted all the way down to the third basement floor.

There were all kinds of luxury cars parked in the underground garage, Ren Boxin walked up to his angry Lamborghini, seemed to suddenly remember something, and replied to Lu Zhiyao diagonally opposite, "My surname is Ren." Ren Boxin. ”

Lu Zhiyao was stunned when she heard this, her hand holding the car door froze for a moment, and then nodded, signaling that she remembered.

Seeing this, Ren Boxin directly started the car, and disappeared into the underground garage with a roar.

******

In the Jingyuan City Public Security Bureau, it is not yet eight o'clock in the morning, and the whole unit is already jumping with chickens and dogs.

The old director, who was nearly sixty years old, was so angry that he almost fainted, and the little police officer who went into the office to deliver the documents vaguely saw the old director's trembling hands when he was on the phone.

He waited tremblingly, until the old chief waved at him exhaustedly, and then he hurriedly put down the papers and carefully retreated.

In the public office area, several unknown police officers gathered together and whispered to each other.

"I didn't feel right when I first arrived, what's the situation?" The policewoman Qiao asked cautiously, the posture, as if she had just come back from being a thief.

"I don't know, I haven't been here for long. However, I listened to the words of our Chen Bureau when he called, and pieced together a rough idea! The little police officer who had just escaped from the office said that he had just let out a long sigh of relief.

"Speak quickly, speak quickly." Everyone is urging.

"Human skin dolls." With fear in the little officer's eyes, he gasped.