Although it was around six o'clock in the afternoon, it was already dusk, but because the sun hanging high in the sky showed no signs of disappearing, the outside world was still filled with golden and yellowish sunlight.

There is plenty of light.

As for the underground garage in front of Kurosawa, because the light is blocked by the thick cement dome and there are no lights at the entrance, at first glance it looks like the mouth of a dark monster that wants to devour people.

In addition, many people don't like to go to places like underground garages alone.

The cool and gloomy environment always reminds people of many bad things, and many homicides and murders are also located in underground garages.

"Even during the day, they will hunt for humans because they can't control their hunting instinct."

Kurosawa walked over and pondered deeply.

"Xiao Zuo, have you ever had the urge to kill someone?" After stepping into the shadow with one foot, Kurosawa shook his left hand.

In fact, parasites are not like ghosts and must rely on eating humans to survive.

They parasitize humans and obtain nutrients through human bodies.

This means that as long as you eat the food that normal humans eat, you can completely replenish your physical strength, and you don't have to hunt humans.

Kurosawa guessed that they kept hunting and devouring humans more because of interest, or in other words, nature.

At the same time, a small gap in the mouth opened on the back of the hand.

Xiao Zuo said calmly: "I have."

If the host were an ordinary human, it might not be so straightforward in order for the two to coexist more harmoniously.

But in Xiao Zuo's perception, he has regarded Kurosawa as another kind of monster similar to himself. He has never regarded him as a human being, so he has no scruples when saying such things.

Kurosawa was a little curious and asked: "Is it because of hatred in the heart, or is it because of hunger and covetousness, or is it driven by other desires?"

Xiao Zuo was silent for a while, then hesitantly said: "I'm not sure."

"It's hard to explain that feeling. I can only say it's an instinct rooted in my soul."

"Just like a newborn baby crying for milk, this is the innate instinct of living things."

"It's just that our instinct is to hunt humans."

"Creatures like us with a single instinct are more like tools created with a clear purpose."

"This confuses me very much."

It said a lot at once, and now it seemed a little confused.

Kurosawa knew that Xiao Zuo's rational voice also contained a lot of confusion about his own origins.

It has absorbed a large amount of earth knowledge through the Internet, and its current knowledge reserve has far exceeded Kurosawa's imagination, but it still cannot understand its origins, or even knows nothing about it.

Kurosawa did not ask any more questions, but concentrated on walking.

He has entered the underground garage through the entrance.

There are lamps installed on the top of the garage, but probably because they have been used for a long time, they appear dim and dim, casting a gloomy shadow on the surrounding environment.

The cars placed on both sides looked like silent giant beasts in this quiet and dark environment, silently staring at the visitors.

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

Following the smell of blood, Kurosawa turned three times in the maze-like garage and finally saw its source.

A large pool of blood.

There were still pieces of broken corpses on it.

A mutilated arm, twisted black hair, and a woman's head full of fear and despair.

The scene looked a bit scary.

Besides Kurosawa, there is another person here.

He was squatting next to the blood stain, picking up the woman's head with one hand and looking at it carefully. Since his back was to Kurosawa, he did not notice Kurosawa's approach.

"What? I thought I was doing something interesting, but these monsters are no different from me."

"It turns out it was just murder."

He murmured in a low voice, pressed his fingers on the lips of the woman's head, and rubbed them from side to side.

"Humanity?"

Kurosawa originally thought this man was a parasite, but there was no obvious dangerous aura about him, it was just ordinary.

But what is a bit strange is how ordinary humans would play with the broken corpses in a pool of flesh and blood corpses. Under normal circumstances, when ordinary people encounter this kind of scene, they would have run away screaming and then called the police.

Xiao Zuo, who could sense the same kind of mental fluctuations, did not make a sound to remind him, which meant that the person in front of him was just like Kurosawa thought, not a parasite, but a human being.

"What are you doing?"

After approaching a distance of about four meters, Kurosawa made a faint sound.

The moment he heard the sound, the man was obviously startled. He stood up suddenly and turned around to stare at Kurosawa.

Kurosawa also saw the man's face, a round head with almost no hair visible, a withered and slovenly face, dirty body, and a thin figure.

Urakami's eyes widened, his orifice almost shrunk to the size of a pinhead, and his heart couldn't stop shaking.

"Brother... I just passed by here and saw these broken corpses."

As he spoke, the blood-stained head was still hanging from his right hand.

He realized this only after seeing Kurosawa's gaze was wrong, and quickly put it on the ground.

"I just see how pitiful she is, I don't mean anything else."

"I didn't kill the person, I was just a passerby."

Urakami explained nervously while observing Kurosawa's expression and movements without blinking.

Judging from his appearance, he was extremely afraid of Kurosawa, as if he was facing some fierce beast.

But it was obviously the first time the two met.

Kurosawa narrowed his eyes slightly and said with interest: "How did you find out?"

Humans in this world don't have very special abilities, so they shouldn't be able to know how special they are.

Even Kana only has a perceptual connection with him and does not know that his brother is actually a very dangerous terrorist.

Urakami stammered, with drops of cold sweat breaking out on his face.

"What? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Different from those parasitic monsters covered in human skin, the monster in front of him just stood there, and he seemed to see blood covering the sky, surrounded by wailing desperate creatures.

Kurosawa took a step forward, his eyes sharp.

"Stop pretending, your expression management is terrible."

"In addition, your heartbeat, blood flow rate, and respiratory rate have all increased a lot."

"Are you nervous? It's your first time meeting me. Why are you so nervous?"

Seeing that he was discovered, Urakami had no idea of ​​resisting. All his usual ferocity and ferocity disappeared, and now he was only as docile as a sheep.

"Intuition, just my intuition." He replied nervously.

Kurosawa touched his chin, and then said thoughtfully: "Intuition... It seems that you also know the recent changes in human society."

Urakami was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Kurosawa meant.

After that starry night filled with light green light, he discovered that there were many aliens walking in the streets and alleys. He could distinguish them at a glance, but few others could spot them.

Urakami said truthfully: "That kind of monster that parasitizes people? It feels scary, but now it seems that it is just eating people and cannot be put on the table."

Eating people and hunting humans for fun, these are all things Urakami himself has done, so naturally he doesn't think it's that special or scary.
Chapter completed!