the last gentleman

Chapter 739 The Truth
Grip picked up the metal spoon on the ground, and accidentally discovered that the end of the spoon seemed to have been polished, and it was extremely sharp, which could be used as a knife.

At the same time, a reminder sounded in the ears.

"Congratulations on getting the hidden reward, "The Peeper's Spoon". This spoon is made of evil thoughts and can transform between consciousness and reality. 』

"Evil thoughts...are they another fictional concept created by William in the performance scene?"

Greep stared at the spoon in his hand, and even though he fiddled with it for a while, he failed to achieve the so-called transformation.

When he tried to understand the 'evil thoughts' and recalled some bad past events in his mind and wanted to kill someone, the spoon in his hand immediately disintegrated into dim particles and stored them in his wrist.

He could even feel an imaginary and real spoon embedded in his arm.

"Huh? This kind of real illusion is too real, right? After the performance is over, you must ask William for clarification."

After Grip probably figured out how to control the spoon, he immediately lay down on the only entrance and exit of the attic and shouted, but there was no response.

He decisively took out his revolver and pointed it at the lock of the secret compartment.

Snapped!
The bullet is fired, destroying the outer catch.

Just when Grip was about to leave the attic, buzz!There was a tinnitus and a strong sense of dizziness.

He suddenly widened his "third eye", only to realize that a colorless and odorless gas was overflowing from the cracks in the floor of the pitch-black attic.

"I have to escape this villa while I'm still conscious... As long as I can jump out of the master bedroom window and land on the street, I can ask the taxi driver to pick me up and leave. This is the only escape route."

The driver's phone number has been dialed.

Greep rolled out from the secret passage in the attic, fell heavily on the floor of the master bedroom, and leaned against the window with his weak body propped up.

The body of an ordinary person could hardly resist this hypnotic gas. When he staggered to the window, he found that it had already been locked. If he wanted to escape, he had to break it by force.

However, after clearly seeing the taxi waiting on the street below through the window, Grepp immediately regained his confidence.

First, he took out his pistol and shot a small hole in the window glass, gritted his teeth and exerted the last bit of strength,
When he was about to take off, the system beep sounded again.

"Strength check..."

Greep has already taken off, but the effect of the medicine has already acted on the whole body, and the stamina is insufficient!The body just leaned forward slightly, and it didn't jump up at all.

After breaking the glass, it failed to fly out as expected, but half of its body fell out.

It almost fell vertically against the wall and landed in the courtyard of the villa.

Snapped!
『The test failed. Although you were determined and exerted all your strength, the drug molecules in the blood blocked the movement of the muscles.You fell straight out and fell into the courtyard.

His face was covered in shards of glass, his right leg was also broken, and his head was like a ball of paste, which stinks badly! 』

The severe pain from the face and legs kept Greep conscious, relying on his last instinct to crawl towards the gate of the mansion.

The taxi driver also opened the passenger door completely, his facial hair was fluttering, and he kept waving to Grip, looking very anxious.

Just when I was about to climb to the gate,
Graep suddenly found a figure covering his body, someone was standing behind him, and that person was holding a baseball bat in his hand.

"Do not……"

"Agility check... failed!"Your current state has reduced your agility value to zero and your failure rate is 100%. You only feel a strong vibration on the back of your head, and your brain shuts down. 』

Grip stretched out his hands to crawl towards the taxi, but!A crisp sound came from the back of his head, and his pupils dilated instantly.

……

As a burst of white light penetrated the eyelids, making the lower pupils slowly focus, Greep gradually woke up.

He has already landed on the operating table, his hands and feet have been firmly fixed, the effect of the anesthesia has not completely faded, and his vision is still a little erratic.

However, with the opening of the third eye, Greep quickly saw the situation in front of him clearly.

The owner and his wife are also in this room,
William, who played the host, put on a white coat and rubber gloves, and held a sharp scalpel in his hand.

The lady wearing a mask was sitting at the small table next to the operating table, with empty plates, cutlery and forks placed at the door.

"As expected of Mr. Detective, he woke up so soon! How pitiful... If I could wake up later, I would have suffered less.

I am very sorry that I cannot continue to inject you with anesthesia, otherwise it will affect your organs and blood quality.

Here, my wife and I need to apologize to you first, we deceived you!However, you also chose to come to the door, so this is also your destiny.

My wife is terminally ill and should have died half a year ago.

But I was not reconciled, I began to read a lot of biological and medical books, trying to find a method... Finally, I found a really effective but slightly cruel method.

That is [eat].

We human beings are selfish species, in order to reduce the growth rate of our own entropy, we continue to ingest all kinds of food.

Suffering from diseases can further increase the rate of increase in entropy, and bring about final death in advance. In order to reduce it, it is necessary to eat more high-quality and purer food.

So, later we will perform 'energy transfer' while you are awake,
It can be painful, and you may pass out several times during the process, but just keep at it.

We will complete this process in about four days, during which you will be locked in the attic. I believe in your perseverance, so you must hold on!Mr. Detective.

After you die, it is also best not to have evil thoughts, and not to be a "peeper" watching us in secret, otherwise we will feel very guilty. "

William overflowed with an extremely perverted expression, the palm of his hand was already clenched with the scalpel, and he was about to slice the flesh from his thigh.

"Mr. Ferenc Eaton."

"Oh? Is there anything else you want to say, Mr. Detective?"

"You and a friend of mine look so much alike..." As soon as the words fell, the bandage on Grip's wrist was cut by some kind of sharp weapon, and he swung his right arm upwards, grabbing the spoon and thrusting it up at lightning speed.

The edge of the spoon was accurately inserted into William's eye socket, accompanied by a twist of the wrist.

Snapped!One side of William's vision was instantly covered in bright red.

"what!"

William covered his bleeding eyes, and after a scream, he immediately grabbed the skull saw in the operating tray and chopped it over.

Three eyes, open!

"Ability test...successful!"Your three eyes disrupt the other person's vision. 』

The course of the cranial saw's swing deviated, and it landed on the metal operating table, splashing sparks.

Grip took this opportunity to cut off the bandage on the other hand, sat up suddenly with the strength of his waist and abdomen, and inserted the spoon in his hand into William's trachea.

Use your right arm and pull it hard!
Swish!
The trachea, carotid artery, and vocal cords were all severed,

There are also a large number of debris being pulled out and splashed on the ground.

William clutched his cut throat and fell heavily on the ground. Instead of hating Grip, he crawled towards his wife at the last moment of his life.

Finally collapsed beside the chair where his wife was sitting, pupils dilated.

Grip panted heavily, the adrenaline rushing to make him fully awake.

He sat on the operating table and continued to be vigilant towards his wife, but the other party didn't pose any threat, and he didn't even look over. He looked at his husband at his feet, and the mask was already soaked with saliva.

Grip couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach when he saw this scene, and a ray of fear was pulled out of his body.

Cut the ankle bandages, dragged the broken foot slowly out of the basement,
The driver was still waiting outside the door, climbed into the car, and gulped whiskey... With the car engine starting, he finally left the client's mansion.

Maybe it was the anesthetic left in his body, or maybe he was drinking too much, but Greep gradually fell asleep in the back row.

When I woke up again, I was already in a medieval decoration style room,

William was sitting on the bed with a smile on his face.
"You're awake!"

Greep sat up as if reacting to stress, picked up the lamp by the bed and threw it directly at it.

(End of this chapter)