I looked at Officer Tom's body and couldn't calm down for a long time.
An indescribable feeling of guilt slowly crawled into my heart, and that inexplicable colic hit me again. It not only grabbed the left half of my body, but also pinched my stomach.
I vomited all over the floor and expelled all the wine and gastric juice. The sour smell emanating from my mouth and nose made me even more convinced - my body and my brain seemed to have been trampled to death in an unpredictable direction.
I turned off the accelerator and I don't know what happened.
Why?
Why did I suddenly pick up a gun?
Why did I become so cruel?
In just a moment, I lost all reason——
——I don’t think Tom is a good person. When he commented on Margaret, when he talked about these things and used Margaret’s body as a food condiment...
I'm almost going crazy!
With this in mind, I grabbed Tom's body and dragged it to the backyard. It took more than three hours to dig out a place to hide the body.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and it started to rain halfway through digging.
I was not frightened by the thunder, and was still thinking about what to do next——
——First of all, Naomi, Tom's wife also ate Margaret's blood, she should know some inside information, I want to find her.
Then there is the duty record of this county police officer. He disappeared from my house. Based on the response speed of the police force in New Sidel, it is estimated that more police officers will come to me tomorrow morning.
After filling the pit with the last handful of mud, I collected more than thirty henbane plants from the woodland and replanted them in Officer Tom's graveyard. I used these slightly poisonous plants with a strong smell to drive away the police dogs - if it worked, I
Fingers crossed it better work.
Back in the restaurant, I erased all traces of everything Officer Tom had left in the house, including the tape recorder and tapes used for law enforcement records, and the bullet casings outside the porch. Then I went out to search and found his police car.
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I drove away from the scene, returned to the green countryside near the international airport, and pushed the car into the river.
As I walked home, Margaret in my pocket seemed to become quieter. After I killed Tom and got back the diamond ring, it became docile - and did not continue to hurt my thigh flesh.
I was soaked all over, and when I opened the door and walked into the restaurant, I felt like my body was about to fall apart. I once again saw the broken arm clearly under the dim light of the rainy weather, and the forearm.
Pick it up, slowly put the palm of your hand in your pocket, and slowly...
Miracles happened little by little. The broken palm that had lost water and blood seemed to have greater strength. The two fragments of the corpse bit each other, and the flesh and blood grew back together!
Feeling incredible, I thought in my heart——
——What if the other parts of Margaret’s body were recovered? Would she still have a chance to survive?
Almost without thinking, I changed into a yellow raincoat, put Tom's gun in the inner pocket, pulled out the magazine and took a closer look at the last two bullets. I put on this broken arm and rushed into the rain without looking back.
inside, walking towards Constable Tom’s home.
Half an hour later, I saw no new police cars and no pedestrians on the road. The weather was so bad that there were not even a few ordinary traveling vehicles.
After passing the ruins of the Sinji Castle ruins and turning from the path into a dense residential area, I waited near the streetlight for a while and looked around outside Ms. Naomi's house, gradually becoming restless.
She has two neighbors, and the lights are still on in these two neighbors' homes. I don't know what this woman's mental state is like - if she, like Tom, has gone crazy and turned into an ogre, what should I do?
manage?
Shooting? It will attract more people...
Looking in from the floor-to-ceiling window, Naomi seemed to be cooking and it was already lunch time. She did not go to the county hospital for duty today and seemed to be taking leave to rest at home.
I didn't hesitate any longer and took the initiative to knock on the door.
"Ms. Naomi..."
"Naomi."
There was a noise of gongs and drums coming from the door, as if something had fallen to the ground.
Half a minute later, the housewife in her early thirties opened the door. She looked very good. She looked fair and beautiful in the rainy weather, with rosy lips and a plump forehead. She seemed to have just taken a shower, and her whole face was radiant.
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She was startled suddenly when she saw half of my face hidden in the raincoat. When she saw my face clearly, she seemed to recognize me slightly - this was the postman who had just been fired from Neusiedl.
"Oh! Mr. Walker!"
I nodded, feeling no emotion in my heart, even though I had just killed her husband.
Even when I talk about it now, I still think so, Mr. Victor. When I recall this story, the moment I stepped into Naomi's door, I seemed to be a different person.
"Is Margaret here?" I decided to get straight to the point.
Ms. Naomi welcomed me in the door and went to the living room sofa to pack the pillows. Suddenly her whole body tensed up and her movements became stiff.
"Mr. Walker? Are you asking me?"
I immediately asked: "Is there anyone else in the house?"
Naomi quickly smiled awkwardly and said: "I don't understand. Margaret and I don't have much interaction. She works in the urban hospital and I work in the county hospital..."
"Your husband told me." I said bluntly, ready to draw my gun: "You received a package in the mail related to Margaret."
Naomi was still quibbling, she was lucky, her eyes betrayed her——
"——That's a little gift from Margaret, she's getting married!"
"I am her senior sister, a graduate of the same health school."
"Speaking of which..."
Naomi's eyes were subtle, and she winked and snickered at me.
"When we were in the hostel, Margaret and I were still lovers..."
"Mr. Walker, after we broke up, I didn't expect that I would marry Tom—"
"——Margaret will fall in love with you..."
I ignored these sarcastic words and went on to explain my purpose.
"She and I will get married soon, but I can't find her - so I came here to take a look."
Naomi started cleaning up the kitchen, doing it nonchalantly.
"Isn't she at home? She doesn't answer the phone?"
"I called the police, and the urban police station will come to investigate."
"Where's the phone call?"
"The phone can't be reached."
"You can go to the city hospital. Maybe the bride suddenly became angry - Tom also said that I have a weird temper and will get angry for no reason at all."
"Naomi, I don't want to waste time beating around the bush anymore."
Speaking of this, I finally lost all patience——
——This woman doesn’t want to talk to me at all. She is driving me away. She must know something.
I didn't look at her carefully, but the chef was right behind me.
The range hood started running again, and the iron pot made some harsh noises as the oil heated up. Is she making lunch? Is she still frying things?
The main dish on the table has a heat-proof lid, the other two plates are filled with tomato and cucumber slices, and the side dishes and sauces are ready - is Naomi still making snacks?
Just when I was hesitant and waiting for the answer, the severed arm in the poncho suddenly caught my hair.
Margaret's ghost seemed to sense danger. It pressed my head and grabbed me to the coffee table, asking me to lower my head!
Hot oil was poured from behind! Some of it was poured on my back. Even though I was wearing a raincoat and coat, the oil temperature of nearly 200 degrees was still so hot that I let out a heart-rending scream, and I immediately rolled away from the sofa.
——
——I bumped into the tea table and rolled over to the TV cabinet in the living room. I gritted my teeth in pain, grabbed the carpet and struggled. My nose and tears burst out all of a sudden.
I barely have the energy to draw the gun, I don't understand!
Why is Ms. Naomi crazy too! What is she doing?
"Walker!" Naomi's face changed instantly.
In my blurred vision, in the fog covered by tears, the woman stood behind the sofa, still shaking the iron pot, trying to throw the last bit of hot oil at me!
"Walker! Walker! Walker! Sam Walker!"
"Margaret is mine! It's mine!"
"Don't even think about taking her away! Don't even think about it!"
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[Part2·Sam Walker’s medical records]
This crazy woman threw the cauldron and hit me on the head.
I barely raised my arm to block it for a moment, and then I saw her take a chef's knife and charge over aggressively!
I reluctantly turned over on the carpet and tried to get up, but Naomi threw me down and fell on my back——
——The sharp knife is about to pierce my throat! I don’t have room to take the gun! I raised my arm to hold Naomi’s knife-wielding wrist!
The woman's saliva spread from the corners of her mouth, her mind was in a daze, her eyes were wild, and she let out a strange laugh.
"Hehehehe...hehehehehe..."
"Walker..."
"Hey hey hey hey..."
"Kill! Kill you! Kill you!"
I couldn't stop the blade from continuing to advance towards my throat. It seemed that everything was going to end. This kitchen knife, along with Naomi's weight, kept exerting pressure on me——
——There is only regret in my heart. If I didn’t hide the body, if I could still have some strength left, if...
It's a pity that there is no if, there has never been if, time will not go back, and it is impossible for me to know the motive of this woman's murder - let alone what was going on in her head.
I struggled hard, trying to push Naomi away and use the strength to turn over.
My back hurts so much... it hurts so much...
It was originally injured by a fall. Before I had time to go to the hospital for treatment, hot oil was poured over it, and it was constantly rubbing and squeezing against the carpet. The pain was so painful that I almost lost all thoughts of survival——
——Maybe it would be better to just die...
The sharp knife had already pierced the skin. At this moment, I involuntarily turned my neck away. The blade slowly opened a small wound from the gap between the carotid arteries. It was going to take my life.
At this time, Margaret came to help me again.
The severed arm in his arms climbed up, and when it appeared in front of Ms. Naomi's eyes, Naomi felt as if she was electrocuted, and her movements of leaning forward to assassinate were also stiff——
"-Wow!~You have Tom's share here too? Is there so much? Is there so much?"
I couldn't understand Naomi's words, it seemed like she had completely lost her mind.
Margaret's ghost drove the severed arm to crawl onto Naomi's face, gradually scratching the crazy woman's nostrils and blinding her eyes!
Almost instantly, I found a chance to breathe!
I gave this woman an elbow! I hit her hard on the temple! Then I grabbed the chef's knife and slit her throat first!
Blood! Blood everywhere! Like a fountain!
My eyes can't see anything! I can only find a blurry outline in the red blood!
The crazy woman suddenly stood up, covered her throat and was speechless. She backed away a little, and Margaret's severed arm grabbed her hair and poked her eyes out!
I rushed towards this vague outline and stabbed her heart! After stabbing her six times, she collapsed back on the sofa and died soon after.
After the adrenaline wore off, I slowly washed my face and walked back to the dining table.
After seeing Naomi's unrecognizable body, I suddenly realized——
——These people seem to be cursed by an extremely evil and terrifying witchcraft.
They held Margaret's body with deep love...
I wish I could eat Margaret alive.
I turned to the dining table, walked over with a heavy heart, opened the thermal cover, and saw the main dishes of lettuce and bacon.
"Oh my god..."
Because of this thunderstorm, the air became cold.
The blood in my hair couldn't be washed away. It continued to slide down from my forehead and dyed my eyes red.
I looked behind me again and saw the broken arm on the coffee table. Margaret's soul seemed to be left here——
——It pointed its middle finger at Naomi’s body, its best friend in college.
I was both frightened and at the same time felt inexplicably humorous. It was as if this fiancée was still alive, still expressing her inner dissatisfaction, and still fighting alongside me.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I put the parts of the body found on the dining table back together into the broken palm.
The originally crispy and greasy skin and meat, and the limbs and joints of cooked food that have lost moisture have begun to regenerate.
I just feel that the world is crazy! Maybe I have gone crazy!
When it regained its color and turned back into Margaret's intact forearm, I finally saw hope and became more and more sure!
As long as she continues to search and finds more limbs, she will definitely be resurrected!
But what to do? Find the owners of these packages? Kill them all?
Sam Walker——
——Kill them all?
I didn't dispose of the body this time, because that would be pointless. There was too much blood on the scene and there was not enough time. I didn't wear gloves, and the room was covered with my fingerprints and Margaret's fingerprints.
I rummaged around the room, trying to find more clues, maybe I could find a complete list - about this human flesh banquet, about the list of participants in this witchcraft.
But in the end I found nothing, except for some photos of Margaret and Ms. Naomi when they were in school - they were indeed lovers for a period of time and were a homosexual couple. After the breakup, Margaret went to work in the city, and Naomi
Ms. Mi stayed in Neusider.
What made me extremely confused was that the medical records Naomi left at home contained a paragraph about my medical practice notes.
I've been to the county hospital once in the last month?
I have no recollection of this, Sam Walker was in a car accident last month?
I had to get to the bottom of this, Naomi was dead, the work notes revealed very little, and the medical files were left in the hospital.
Taking this severed arm, I rushed into the rain again and headed towards the county hospital.