Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 505 "Thelma" P's Memory World (Part 1)

Xiling.

This is a cemetery with beautiful scenery. Many vegetations are cultivated very cleverly. The flowers, plants and trees are combined to complement each other. It is a rare cemetery.

Of course, the dead cannot see the beauty here.

Of course these things were built for living people to see.

If you go to visit the deceased elders in your family every year and see the devastation, no one will feel good.

In a small hidden pit in the mausoleum, a man and a woman were busy sewing together the corpse.

"Mr. Zong, originally I thought you just didn't have artistic talent, but now I have to add the word idiot to your label."

"Why, Miss Liao?"

"Let me ask you, why did you sew Dr. P's calf to his arm?"

"em...is this a calf, but it has no feet?"

"Damn it! You cut off my feet, you bastard!"

"sorry!!"

Looking at the weird-looking corpse in front of him, Zong Haisheng felt his mind go blank.

He had hated art since he was a child and confirmed that he had no talent at all in this area.

How could he, who only knew how to draw stick figures, complete a task as cumbersome as sewing corpses and requiring a certain ability to identify human bodies?

Zong Haisheng sighed and put down the needle and thread in his hand.

Liao Hongqiao glanced at him and said:

"What's wrong, Mr. Zong?"

Zong Haisheng covered his head and said:

"Miss Liao, I probably missed the mark."

"If I continue to do this, I'm afraid it will only increase your workload!"

Liao Hongqiao exhaled:

"Forget it, I'll do it myself. You help me go outside and take a look. If you see someone from the Z City military, you should meow like a cat immediately."

Zong Haisheng said "Hmm", patted the mud on his hands, and jumped out of the pit.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped.

"Miss Liao..."

Zong Haisheng's voice was stiff, but Liao Hongqiao, who was busy sewing the corpse, didn't hear anything wrong in his voice.

"What's wrong?"

Liao Hongqiao asked without raising her head.

Zong Haisheng looked at the extremely sharp Tang Dao pressed between his eyebrows and swallowed:

"If...if the people who come are not from the military region, do I, do I need to learn how to meow like a cat?"

Liao Hongqiao frowned:

"Whenever someone comes, just call."

There was silence for half a second.

Zong Haisheng: "Meow."

Liao Hongqiao was suddenly startled and raised his head suddenly, and then he saw Zhao Yi's face with a faint smile on his lips.

"It's you!"

Liao Hongqiao exclaimed.

Bang!

Zong Haisheng groaned and was kicked into the pit by Zhao Yiyi.

"Whose body is this?"

Zhao Yi put away the knife and asked with a smile.

The corner of Liao Hongqiao's mouth twitched:

"People from the military."

"What name?"

"M... Yoneda Kyo."

Chi!

The knife in Zhao Yi's hand penetrated Zong Haisheng's back without any hindrance, and passed through his chest!

The cold blade passed through the heart. As long as Zhao Yi moved slightly, all those important blood vessels would break in an instant!

Zong Haisheng felt that he was extremely close to death and did not dare to act rashly.

But his current posture is awkward.

After being kicked into the pit by Zhao Yi, he lay on the ground with his butt raised high because he wanted to get up just now.

This wasn't an awkward move, but what was awkward was the fact that there were two people standing next to it.

"Brother Zhao, please allow me to interrupt..."

Zong Haisheng gasped.

"I'm desperate to get my butt flat, can you give me a chance?"

Zhao Yi glanced at him:

"Can."

Zong Haisheng slowly flattened his buttocks and lay on the ground like mud, with a relieved expression on his face.

Death is nothing.

He is not very afraid of death.

Just die with dignity.

"Tell one more lie and he will die."

Looking at the long knife that Zhao Yi passed through Zong Haisheng's chest, Liao Hongqiao said immediately:

"Dr. P!"

"He's Dr. P!"

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows:

"What are you doing sewing up his body?"

Liao Hongqiao replied honestly:

"Dr. P asked us to take his body out of the interrogation room before he died. In order to safely avoid the security outside, we..."

She told the story in detail, and Zhao Yi took back the knife.

"You guys are really fucking geniuses!"

He clicked his tongue.

After jumping out of the pit, Zhao looked at the body, took the needle and thread from Liao Hongqiao's hand, and finished sewing most of the body's areas with three strokes, five divisions, and two divisions.

Seeing Zhao Yi's skillful movements, the two looked at each other and felt a chill on their backs for no reason.

"Brother Zhao, what did you do before?"

Liao Hongqiao asked cautiously.

Zhao Yi raised his head and glanced at her. Liao Hongqiao trembled and waved his hand:

"I won't ask anymore."

Zhao Yi's hand movements did not stop, and in just ten minutes, P's body was completely sewn together.

"alright."

He clapped his hands, pointed at P's body and said:

"I'm taking his body with me."

"Do you have any objections?"

Just as Liao Hongqiao was about to speak, Zong Haisheng on the side covered her mouth from behind and said with a smile:

"no comment."

Liao Hongqiao struggled twice and then fell into Zong Haisheng's arms.

Zhao Yi took a deep look at Zong Haisheng, picked up P's body, jumped out of the pit and left.

Zong Haisheng didn't let go of Liao Hongqiao until he was sure Zhao Yi was far away, panting:

"I'm sorry, Miss Liao...just now..."

Liao Hongqiao whispered:

"You don't have to apologize...Mr. Zong."

She actually wanted to tell Zhao Yi that they were entrusted by P to bury P's body in Xiling.

When Zong Haisheng hugged her, she suddenly felt the great fear coming from Zong Haisheng.

The fear and the strength in his arms touched Liao Hongqiao.

She knew that Zong Haisheng was not afraid of Zhao Yi...but was afraid that she would be killed by Zhao Yi.

At that time, she suddenly realized that P was just an NPC in a movie mission.

For P, it was really stupid to lose each other who had wandered together for so many years.

"We can do enough, so be it, Mr. Zong..."

Liao Hongqiao leaned in Zong Haisheng's arms.

…

After putting P's body into the trunk of the car, Zhao lit a cigarette and drove towards the mall outside the battlefield.

On the way, a shocking explosion was heard again in the distance.

The coordinates were exactly where he had lived before.

Waterfall Villa.

The aurora of the explosion was reflected on the rearview mirror of the car, but Zhao Yi was too lazy to take a second look. He calmly took out the Magnum and shattered the rearview mirror that reflected the strong light with one shot.

Back outside the mall, there were more bodies on the battlefield in the distance. The war was almost reaching a fever pitch and became more and more tragic.

Chris was quite surprised to see P's body.

But she did not ask Zhao Yi.

Because she found that Zhao Yi walked faster than usual with the body... This meant that Zhao Yi had something serious to do.

"Do you need me to do anything, master?"

Chris asked Zhao Yi very obediently.

Zhao Yi waved his hand:

"No, go and do your thing."

"I'm going to dissect this body, don't bother me later."

Chris nodded,

Zhao Yi went to a rest room in the mall and hung the green umbrella outside.

Laying P's body flat, Zhao Yi took out the scalpel, gestured to P's brain, and cut into P's brain stem accurately and precisely.

In front of him, scenes like a movie appeared.

PS: I went to play games today, and I will write non-stop tonight. I will definitely have 6,000 words, don't worry!

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