Chapter 108 Hush, Silence
He looked straight at the stars, and his eyes, which were always gentle, were now icy cold.
The only time Shi Mo had a cold expression was when he encountered some difficult problems on the operating table.
No one has ever seen Shi Mo's expression.
Xingxing suddenly shrank his head and almost shrank into the quilt.
If she were a kitten, she would have had aviator ears.
But Shi Mo's expression only lasted for one second.
He soon laughed again, gently pulled down the child's hand that was clutching his sleeve, and squeezed it in his palm.
"What are the stars saying? Don't let your little head let your imagination run wild."
Having said that, he pinched Xingxing's little face and waved at her:
"Okay, goodbye stars."
Xingxing stammered: "B-Bye..."
It was not until the fifth brother left and the door closed that Xingxing patted his chest:
"Wow... it's just scary."
Although her brother and older siblings had been cruel to her, that cruelty was a result of their physical weakness.
She could probably feel and see that they wouldn't really hurt her.
But it’s different just now…
Children do not yet understand what the fear of facing death is; they only know that they feel scared deep down and want to escape.
At that moment just now, she really felt that Fifth Brother was going to do something to her.
Xingxing patted her chest with her little hands and hugged her little head in distress.
Wuuuuu! Although Fifth Brother will not be in danger recently, bringing danger to others will also have a very bad impact on him.
All qualitative changes are derived from quantitative changes. He is still doing things like saving lives and helping the wounded, and only occasionally attacks prey when his hands itch.
But as time goes by...he will gradually become the most terrifying and craziest existence.
What should I do? What should I do?
When the child was distressed, the door opened and two nurses came in.
My eyes light up when I see the stars.
It’s a pity that you can’t bring mobile phones to work, otherwise I would definitely take a few more photos.
Xingxing patted her round face with her little hands to make her expression more normal, and greeted sweetly:
"Hello, sisters~"
The two nurses have never been so happy at work.
They took Xingxing to get checked out and couldn't help gossiping:
"Xingxing, what is your relationship with Doctor Shi?"
Xingxing: “It’s my brother~”
Nurse: “No wonder it looks so good!”
"Xingxing, do you know what your brother likes to eat and what his hobbies are?"
"Yeah, yeah, what does he do during his free time? Does he work out, read, or something like that?"
"Dr. Shi is such a gentle and elegant person, he should be doing volunteer work or attending a concert."
The nurses looked at the stars expectantly, waiting for her answer.
Xingxing was stunned.
This question...
My brother seems...
My only hobby is...
Kill, kill, dig, dig out the dirty things...
Xingxing swallowed hard, her little face smiling as if she was about to cry:
"I, I don't know..."
The nurses nodded regretfully: "Okay."
"That's right. It doesn't look like Xingxing grew up with Shimo. After all, there's such a big age difference between them."
The stars were unusually silent.
She's just a three and a half year old kid who's not very good at lying!
Why should she endure this!
So much so that when I was taken to have my blood drawn, I was absent-minded.
I was praised by the nurse.
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Shi Mo, wearing a duckbill cap, turned left and right and walked into an alley.
There are empty houses on both sides with no one living there, and there is no surveillance nearby.
The man usually drives home after get off work and rarely walks this way.
But this time, Shi Mo used a little invisible trick to force the man to walk and take this shortcut.
He was wearing a black shirt and black pants today, with a black duckbill cap covering most of his face.
The whole person is hidden in the darkness in the corner. Only if you look carefully can you see his angular jawline and upturned corners of his mouth.
He was slowly counting his heartbeats.
The more he looked forward to it and the more excited he was, the slower his heartbeat became and the steadier his hands became.
Therefore, the more fearful and stressful the surgery was, the more perfectly he performed it.
Shi Mo certainly knew that this was not normal.
Many famous psychopathic murderers have such abnormal behaviors.
When I silently counted to 130, I finally heard footsteps approaching from afar.
The prey is coming.
He did not move, his hands in his pockets, his fingertips caressing the handle of the scalpel as if he were caressing a lover.
The man came over, smoking a cigarette and swearing:
"Why is this fucking car having problems again? I'm going to go find out tomorrow."
He didn't even notice the person standing in the dark corner.
When Shi Mo approached him, he suddenly took a step forward.
"Shit!" The man was startled and took a step back.
When I saw it was a person, I breathed a sigh of relief:
"Oh you scared me, bro, what are you doing here?"
As he spoke, he took out a cigarette box and wanted to give Shi Mo one.
The man always looks like this outside, good-tempered, generous, loves making friends, and never gets angry with others.
So when his wife cried and complained about domestic violence a year ago, no one believed her.
Shi Mo raised his head, smiled at him, and took the cigarette:
"I'm sorry to scare you by waiting for someone here."
The voice is gentle and clear, sounding like the young master of a wealthy family.
The man laughed, a little obscenely:
"Waiting for someone here? Haha, I understand. I won't say any more. Let's go. I have to go home."
After he finished speaking, he took two steps and was stopped by Shi Mo.
"Wait a moment."
Shi Mo walked towards him and said, "Thank you for the cigarette. I also want to give you something."
What?
The man wanted to ask, but he no longer had the chance.
He only felt a slight pain in his lower back, and then his eyes went dark.
Fainted.
Shi Mo skillfully caught his body before he fell, picked up the cigarette butt that fell on the ground, looked around and saw no place to throw it, so he stuffed it directly into the man's mouth.
Afterwards, he dragged the unconscious man and strode into an empty house next door that was waiting to be demolished.
Shi Mo laid the man flat on the table, took out a small flashlight from his pocket and hung it up, then put on gloves and touched the man's chest.
Good, strong heart.
The scalpel shone coldly under the beam of light. He cut open the man's clothes, the corners of his mouth curling up even more.
When the tip of the knife pierced his chest, he sighed almost with satisfaction.
The tip of the knife went all the way down and pierced the chest. His fingertips sank into the knife, rubbing against the skin, blood and fat, making a sticky sound.
He felt the trembling in his heart.
Boom, boom, boom.
A beat, a rhythmic contraction, how charming.
So is his heart red or black?
Shi Mo licked his lips and was about to open his chest when he suddenly felt the vibration at his fingertips become more intense.
"Huh?" He looked up in surprise and met the man's terrified, bloodshot, and almost torn eyes.
"Wake up, so soon."
Shi Mo smiled and raised his bloody fingertips to his lips:
"Hey, could you please keep quiet? Thank you."
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