Unable to believe her ears, the woman looked at him in surprise.
But the man ignored her and just straightened the woman who had fallen to the ground.
Put on gloves and take out a sharp scalpel.
Then he took out a strange needle from somewhere.
Staring at the man, he saw the man put his index finger up to his mouth.
He smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, it won't hurt at all."
Because, it is said that pain will make the meat sour!
Of course Coleman would not make such a stupid mistake.
Of course, top quality ingredients require top quality cooking techniques.
Although, what I ate today was pickled raw.
Step forward and inject the needle.
The woman felt a tingling sensation in her neck and gradually became unconscious.
My eyesight dimmed, and then fell into darkness.
Looking at the unconscious 'food', the man pursed his lips and smiled.
He lifted the person up without mercy and placed him on a long table.
I clapped my hands and disinfected them with a small portable spray bottle filled with alcohol.
Twisting his neck, Coleman murmured in a low voice, "I haven't cooked for a long time. I wonder if I have regressed."
As he spoke, he slowly approached.
The scalpel is pressed against the abdomen.
'stabbing'
Separation of skin and flesh.
Open the mouth appropriately, put your hand in, and peel off the obstructing pieces of flesh.
Coleman can feel the warm abdominal cavity and even the flowing blood.
This is a symbol of living life.
After rummaging around, I finally found what I wanted.
That is the birthplace of young human life.
Use the other hand to make another light stroke with the knife.
A hole appeared in response.
Looking at his sword skills, the man nodded with satisfaction.
Continue to operate.
Lock the chest.
Precise and neat.
Looking at the solid ribs, Coleman felt helpless.
After all, this is not his basement, and he doesn't have all the tools with him.
Looking at the beating heart, Coleman's eyes were heavy.
In the end I could only sigh with regret.
The hand holding the knife exerted slight force.
puncture.
Blood rushed out.
The ground was bleeding red.
midnight
It's still the same hotel, still the same top floor.
It's still the same window, still the same position.
Nothing has changed, yet everything has changed.
Opposite the woman is still the man.
But on the other side of the man...
She can be considered that woman.
Disemboweled woman.
Messy dressed woman.
A woman covered in blood.
She could no longer capture prey with her gentle eyes, nor could she open her mouth and spit out beautiful and melodious sounds.
The man opposite him, however, sat aside indifferently.
His camel-colored trench coat was placed on a chair nearby.
Stacked neatly.
Use the knife slowly and leisurely.
Just like an hour ago, he was cutting the meat.
A piece of raw meat covered in blood.
Bit by bit, using a silver table knife.
Cut open the outer membrane and cut through the texture of the meat.
Break into small pieces and add in batches to the woman's bowl.
He was smiling, but his face was bloody.
It looks a little ferocious.
The moon hanging high in the sky finally calmed down and slowly wandered in the dark sky.
The moonlight, which is not very dazzling, illuminates this place.
Inside the dark room.
Messy tables and chairs.
Fragments of cloth
Bloodstains all over the ground.
It's like the scene of a recent murder.
But there was no sign of any struggle.
Beside the bed, a well-dressed man in a suit and leather shoes was eating slowly.
Next to the bright red dinner plate is the goblet filled with red liquid.
With a smile on his face and a gentle tone, he seemed to be greeting.
It's like talking to himself.
But this man's eyes were always fixed on the opposite side.
The corpse whose body temperature had dropped.
This process lasted fifteen minutes.
Finally, this polite man finished his meal and put on his gold glasses.
Drink all the liquid in the glass.
After greeting the other person with a smile, the man walked over and gently put the dinner cloth on the woman.
Then, he nodded, picked up his camel coat, and put it on.
Lift your legs and leave.
No nostalgia.
Walk around quickly, bringing in the slightest breeze.
The leather shoes hit the floor, making bursts of sound.
"Thank you. It was a pleasant dinner. What do you think?"
Walking to the door, Coleman seemed to suddenly remember something, paused, and spoke slowly.
Unfortunately, there is no one here, no one can give him a response.
Of course, he won't care.
Just asking politely.
'Bang'
The hall door closed gently.
Silence enveloped.
There was dead silence in the house.
There was only a woman wearing a red tablecloth, with a lifeless face, and her lower abdomen and chest had been cut open.
Oh no, it's a corpse.
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