Chapter 142 Flesh and Blood Commodities (Unedited) "They are just like you, all..."
"Is it no longer possible to pay here?"
An elderly woman with a kind face walked slowly into the payment gate, her back hunched.
Her head was covered in silvery-white, curly hair. With each small step she took on the ground, her fluffy hair would shake violently, and it looked quite nice to the touch.
In front of the old lady was a small shopping cart, a favorite among the elderly. The small package was already bulging, but the sealed bag on top was tightly closed, so Liang Jun couldn't see any of the contents.
Having learned from her previous experience, Liang Jun's actions of hiding the phone this time were less flustered.
She calmly turned off her phone screen, and instead of placing it next to the cashier, she casually slipped it into her pocket.
"You can still pay the bill."
Liang Jun smiled sweetly, looking harmless.
The old lady returned a kind smile, which made the wrinkles on her face appear even more gentle.
She seemed to be getting old, and her movements became less convenient. The old lady's movement to bend down and pick up something was suddenly stretched out, like an old movie from the last century, deliberately slowed down.
This gave Liang Jun quite a bit of time.
Taking this opportunity, she began to search the old woman for any deliberate details.
Liang Jun was certain that the extremely strong smell of blood was brought by her.
Having witnessed so many lives lost, Liang Jun seems to have developed a new "superpower"—she can easily distinguish the differences in the taste of blood between different species.
For example, fresh blood from animals like cats and dogs has a faint fishy smell, and when it floats in the air, it may even have a hint of sweetness; but human blood has a completely different, strong rusty smell, not only without any fishy smell, but it can even evoke a deep-seated fear in her.
Leung Yung feels the same way now.
But the old lady in front of me was dressed very elegantly, like a rich young lady who had enjoyed a life of luxury.
Despite her limited mobility, her clothes and accessories were neat and clean from head to toe. The only thing that might seem a little out of place was the red wholesale cart—but that's common for elderly people, so it wasn't surprising—Liang Jun showed no signs of blood seeping through.
Perhaps because she had been staring at the other person for so long, the old lady also felt a little strange. Her hand, which was hovering in mid-air and about to grab the cart, suddenly stopped, and her fluffy silver-white hair began to spin in Liang Jun's direction.
The old lady had a pair of very beautiful amber eyes. Even though the skin around them was loose, her eyes were still bright and clear, as pure and innocent as a newborn's.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
Liang Jun quickly averted her gaze, her expression instantly switching to that of a bank teller.
"No, no—" she denied with a smile, then skillfully changed the subject, "Excuse me, do you need any help?"
Upon hearing her question, the old lady's worried expression slowly dissipated.
Liang Xuan's words seemed to have touched a nerve. The old lady nodded, her hair dancing and swaying like seaweed underwater. "Thank you."
Unfortunately, the old lady's cart, which was full of goods, was placed quite far away, and Liang Jun's body couldn't leave the area around the checkout counter. This meant that even though Liang Jun was practically lying on the checkout counter, she still couldn't reach the old lady's cart.
Liang Jun chuckled awkwardly, "Would it be convenient for you to bring the cart a little further over?"
She asked questions politely, and her words, expressions and actions were all appropriate and impolite. But she didn't know what sensitive string she had touched on to the old lady. Although the old lady's face was full of wrinkles, Liang Jun still caught the old lady's slightly furrowed brows at a glance.
"You mean, you want me to move the stroller around?"
The old lady gripped the handles of the stroller tightly with both hands, stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, and then seemed to use all her strength to shake her stroller vigorously.
However, her strength, diminished by old age, was simply insufficient to move the red cart fully loaded with goods.
On the surface, Liang Xun dared not utter a sound, but inwardly she was already biting her tongue and complaining—
Good heavens, it looks like if I let the other party put in even a little more effort, then this deal is definitely going to get another complaint.
Liang Jun's lips curled up and her eyes turned down. "You misunderstood. That's not what I meant. Please take your time. We're not in a hurry."
Upon hearing Liang Jun's words, the old lady's slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and then the slow motion of the old movie was reset and restarted.
Liang Jun could only wait a long time.
She dared not take this opportunity to search the old lady for any suspicious clues again, fearing that the old lady would think she had ill intentions. Liang Jun could only lower her head and put her hands in her pockets.
But by doing this, she could check her phone under the cover of the cashier.
Liang Jun noticed that everyone seemed to have finished serving their first customers one after another during this period, and the group chat messages also increased, with everyone sharing their experiences and complaints.
Gu Keke: [Oh my god, Sister Gan got a complaint too, and I got a complaint too...]
Xin Sang: [That person is finally gone. He had a really strong stench of decay on him, I almost suffocated from it...]
Gu Keke: [Me too! Me too!]
Gu Keke: [I just couldn't help it and subconsciously covered my nose, and this person said they were going to report me!]
Luo Chuange: [So unreasonable?] Jiang Zhiling: [Actually, you should have just endured it...]
Ge Lin: [Wait a minute, aren't both of you wearing masks?]
Xin Sang: [How did you know?]
Gu Keke: [How did you know?!]
Ge Lin: [Because my aunt is like that too.]
Ge Lin: [She took off her mask before she left, and I saw the lower half of her face...]
Just as Liang Jun was about to swipe down the screen, she heard the old lady in front of her cough lightly twice.
"Could you take it for me?"
Liang Jun decisively turned off her phone screen.
Next time you send a message, please finish your message in one go, okay?
A second before the screen went out, Liang Jun reflexively glanced at the time in the upper left corner of the screen and realized that the old lady had already wasted nearly fifteen minutes.
If you convert that into game time, it's already an hour and a half!
Seeing that the task was not going as smoothly as she had imagined, Liang Jun sighed and could only accept that she had to deal with it as it came. She then put her phone at the bottom of her pocket, thinking that she could just scan the product codes like a machine.
But as soon as she raised her eyes, she was shocked by what the old lady handed her.
It was a heart that was still beating.
The heart was a fresh, bright red color, and its overall size was about the same as Liang Yan's fist.
It seemed to have just been removed from the body; the blood on the surface had not completely coagulated, and there was even some liquid inside the heart cavity that had not been completely drained. In addition, perhaps the person wielding the knife was not skilled enough, and the cross-section of the blood vessels around the heart was not smooth. In this way, it was wrapped around the still beating heart.
Now, Liang Jun finally knew where that strong smell of blood on her body came from.
The bag on the trolley had been completely opened, and Liang Jun glanced at it and saw that it was full of a mixture of blood and flesh.
It turned out that the red color wasn't from the fabric itself, but from being completely soaked in water.
Liang Jun subtly withdrew her gaze and noticed that the old lady was wearing gloves, which were quite clean.
She was old and couldn't control her muscle movements. Her hands trembled as she transmitted the blood through her heart, causing the blood in her heart chambers to spray out like water sloshing in a basin, staining the entire cash register counter a deep crimson.
The splattered blood droplets landed on Liang Jun's clothes, making it look as if she had killed someone.
Seeing that Liang Jun hadn't taken the heart yet, the old lady asked curiously, "What's wrong? Are you afraid of getting your hands dirty?"
Liang Jun was caught in a dilemma: to answer or not to answer. She was also unsure whether her unintentional reply would become the reason for the old lady's complaint in the future.
But the old lady seemed to have considered her predicament, so she continued, "If you're worried, I have some gloves left in my pocket that you can take."
As she spoke, she turned her body shakily to the side, presenting the slightly open pocket of her clothes to Liang Xuan.
Although the old lady couldn't move her shopping cart anymore, she could still get close to the cashier. At this moment, the opening of her pocket was perfectly aligned with the cashier's counter, and Liang Jun could easily reach out and feel the secret inside her pocket.
Although Liang Jun was wary, she did not hesitate and reached her hand in directly.
Just as the old lady said, Liang Jun did indeed touch a disposable glove made of a familiar material.
But besides that, she also found a thin card.
The thought that this might be the old lady's membership card sparked the idea in Liang Jun's mind to "take it out as well".
But this thought only lasted for a brief moment. Liang Xun didn't want to give the other party any handle that could lead to a complaint, so she obediently pulled out the gloves.
Wearing gloves was like putting on a layer of armor; she could temporarily develop some immunity to these still-beating organs. Liang Jun took the still-beating heart from the old lady's hand.
This was the first time she had ever touched her heart; she realized that this was how life continued.
The heart felt strange to the touch, its surface slippery. For some reason, Liang Jun suddenly thought of the smooth fish in the market that she couldn't catch no matter what she tried. She suddenly felt that this heart was no different from a live fish. If she couldn't hold it tightly, it would jump onto the counter and continue its futile and laborious countdown struggle.
"It's very fresh, isn't it?"
The old lady suddenly became interested in talking to Liang Jun, but she didn't stop passing the "goods" in her hands. "I saw this in the fresh food section. Luckily, I came at the right time and happened to see them delivering fresh ingredients."
The old woman lunged forward, using both hands to scoop up a bloody piece of small intestine.
"When I saw it, I realized that these were all rare and fresh. They told me that they were all freshly killed and sold, and they were still a little warm!" The old lady hurriedly handed the piece of intestine to Liang Jun, but her movements were still slow, with only her mouth being the busiest part of her body. "I was afraid that someone else would snatch them all away, so I bought them all at once."
Liang Jun didn't rush to scan the code to pay. Instead, she arranged the blood-covered human organs neatly on the cashier's counter.
The once silvery-white tabletop was now completely covered in thick blood, resembling an executioner's dissection board.
The once transparent gloves were now completely covered in warm blood. Liang Jun lowered her eyes, staring blankly at her unrecognizable hands, lost in thought for a moment.
She let the old woman continue piling the wreckage onto the cash register. "Who are you referring to as 'them'?"
As Liang Jun asked her question, the old lady was nearing the end of her "goods" moving process.
The trolley had been almost completely emptied, and the once bulging space had been flattened out, leaving only the increasingly conspicuous red exterior.
The old lady skillfully took off her gloves and threw them into the cart like trash.
"Since you work here, don't you know them?"
The old lady seemed quite curious. "They are living, breathing 'people,' just like you."
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Author's note: You unexpectedly discover a book titled "How to Make Mint a Six-Day Wonderland".
Overjoyed, you felt everything was going perfectly, so you excitedly turned the pages of the book, only to find that there was only one sentence inside—
Kill me (except for bonus chapters)
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