The Disciples' Response

From then on, I started working for Boss Wen. In fact, I was doing it for myself.

Whenever I saw one heart after another being taken out and one retina after another being put into the tray, while the living body was handled perfectly by me, I was in heaven.

It's hard to describe that feeling. It was like ascending to the land of immortals. I saw a different world, a paradise full of happiness and beauty, which I was addicted to.

Whenever I perfectly performed an artistic dissection, I liked to play light music and caress the beautiful suture lines next to the corpse, waltzing in intoxication.

That was my only recreational activity. You see, I do have hobbies and interests, not just a neurotic who only works, hahaha.

Of course I knew I was committing a crime, no big deal. My life was about dissection. If I couldn't fully demonstrate my art, I might as well die.

As for those living bodies, well, I really wanted to say I saw them as human beings, to make myself look normal.

But I really couldn't see them as human beings. Humans stand and talk and move. But for the living bodies lying in hospital beds, I found it very hard to imagine they were human beings. Weren't they just artworks?

Oh well, I didn't get it. Never mind, anyway this was the life I wanted.

Good days are always short. Today, on my 45th birthday, I got caught.

The moment I realized my situation, I regretted it. There was still an unfinished artwork on my hospital bed!

I guessed I was going to die. Oh well, I had enjoyed more than ten years, not a bad deal. But I had to try anyway, who knows, maybe I could make it? No one could say for sure.

I didn't do very well in the previous games, but miraculously survived to the end. Now I had a 50% chance.

Too bad, in my area of expertise, I was the one being dissected instead of the dissector. That was unbearable to me.

Ouch, why was it so painful? Was this the result of no anesthetic? Indeed, they were all amateurs, including this judge. Even I would give anesthetic to living bodies during dissection.

My life was slipping away. Damn it, I was about to go into hemorrhagic shock. I guessed I had about two more minutes to live. Yes, about that, I was the professional, my estimate wouldn't be off.

I saw it. I entered a blurred world. I was wearing a white coat, standing at the pinnacle of the world, becoming the top dissection artist. I was the best...,,,,,,.

The perfect abnormal personality is also a very common abnormal personality.

There are two types of perfect abnormal personality: specialized abnormal personality and extreme perfectionist personality.

That is, some are extremely specialized in one area, and care about nothing else. Such people are very capable, but whether they are good or evil is hard to say, like Liu Fenglin for example.

And the extreme perfectionist personality is even more terrifying. They want everything to be perfect, and if that's not achieved, they go to extremes, like committing suicide. This is also an abnormal personality with a rather high suicide rate.

Obsessive compulsive disorder and perfectionism are early symptoms of this abnormal personality, which mostly do not develop further. Don't worry. But a few may continue to develop and finally become an abnormal personality. In that case, they almost always commit suicide.

Su Mo shook his head and sat up from the bed. By the time he returned to Xikang, it was already afternoon.

Barely staying awake that day, he slept until now, and also experienced Dr. Liu's first-person perspective. Now his mental state was very poor and he felt exhausted.

After relaxing for a while and taking a shower, he walked out of the room to his office.

Seeing Su Mo in this state, Song Juntian laughed and said, "What's up, did you party too hard with your friends? (。・∀・)ノ゙"

"Haha, yes I did go a bit overboard. Sorry to leave you alone here for a day. I'll treat you to takeout for dinner tonight," Su Mo also laughed.

"I want tomato egg fried rice with an extra egg," Song Juntian said.

"No problem, I can add two eggs if you want. I'm a rich guy, hahaha."

After dinner, Su Mo returned to his dorm. With nothing to do, he logged into that mysterious website to see if his disciples had solved his puzzle.

Sure enough, there was a file. He opened it and squinted his eyes, "Impressive, they explained it so clearly. As expected of the mysterious organization."

The file clearly and explicitly elaborated the course of events he had deduced about the suicide case, and even talked about several contingency plans. It was really remarkable.

At the same time, the leader of the disciples sent another challenge, specifically saying it was No. 7, and asked Su Mo to go to Yunhu Lake to confront No. 7 face to face, as No. 7 was in Yunhu now.

The case details about the Yunhu Lake case were also sent over, very detailed, probably the investigation results from the police.

After carefully reading through the case information, Su Mo was also shocked. It was sinister and inexplicable.

"There are two mysteries to solve in this case.

First, how exactly did the victim appear on stage when just a second ago, under the watch of hundreds or thousands in the audience, there was no corpse on stage.

But in the next second, a headless corpse appeared on stage, with everyone witnessing it, simply unexplainable.

Second, why were the victims all senior officials involved in the Yunhu Old Town reconstruction project? Was that the motive for the murders? It should be.

So far it looks like the Yunhu police investigation makes sense and aligns with Su Mo's thinking.

First, the motive for the crime is clear, related to the Yunhu Old Town reconstruction project.

Second, the bizarre appearance of the corpse made the case even more sinister, based on the investigation findings.

There was no one around the stage when the corpse appeared against the wall, but the wall was intact, with no mechanisms or devices of any kind.

After inspection, the top of the stage was also problem-free, even the stage floor was examined carefully, and again no underground tunnels, mechanisms etc. were found.

Such investigation results shocked the police, because it meant the appearance of the corpse became supernatural. The police investigation was very strict, absolutely flawless, so the matter became unsolvable.

Also, the disappearance of the four victims was a dead end, with no surveillance footage, witnesses, or warning signs."

Su Mo thought hard for a long time but still couldn't figure out the key points. But since the disciples had already issued a challenge and wanted to confront him face to face, he certainly wouldn't back down.

"Things are getting more and more interesting," he revealed an evil villain smile.

Early next morning, Su Mo got up and was about to practice martial arts with Song Juntian. But he saw his colleague painting under the old locust tree.

When he walked over for a closer look, wow, this artistic skill was simply amazing. The old locust tree came to life under Song Juntian's brush, vivid and lifelike, stunning.

"Didn't expect you to be so proficient in painting too, Brother Song," Su Mo said.

Song Juntian smiled modestly, "Just dabbling, just dabbling."

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