[Comprehensive] People who like me are sick

"Squeak, zizz..."

A headache-inducing sound kept echoing in his ears, and Shelly Rupert was finally woken up by the noise.

His head was heavy and dizzy, as if a ball of twine was constantly circling in his brain, trying to squeeze his brains out of his temples.

"Oh! Damnit!" Shelley Rupert cursed and opened his eyes, but he found that he couldn't see anything.

The surroundings were pitch black, and he also merged into this blackness.

He slowly propped up his body, but found that he couldn't feel the existence of his hands at all.

In the darkness, his breathing and heartbeat were infinitely amplified, and the sound was so loud that he could almost clearly hear the frequency of the sudden holding of his breath and the frenzied beating of his heart.

This is so abnormal.

Shelley Rupert thought so.

Maybe, I should close my eyes and sleep again?

After a while, after his eyesight finally adjusted to the darkness, he finally saw his hand vaguely.

It wasn't tied up, it just had two long white tubes attached to it.

Shelley Rupert's eyes widened, and his fear weighed on his chest, his heart, and spread throughout his body.He began to shake, feeling the presence of fear everywhere but in his arms.

He was given local anesthesia.

The man who had locally anesthetized him was bleeding him.

There were two deep marks on the main artery of the wrist. He saw his flesh and blood rolled over, and saw his blood continuously flow out of his body. The white catheter was dyed red, and at the other end, there was an A glass bottle that doesn't look very clean.

And the glass bottle that looked like Christmas candy already had a lot of red liquid at the bottom.

Oh what a disgusting color.

The color made his dizziness worse and worse.

But, that was his blood.

Shelley Ruper thought, why is he still thinking at this moment?Why didn't he just die like this?

Perhaps, this is an opportunity God gave him.

He began to struggle violently, he straightened up and pulled out the two cheap catheters in his hand, and he ran out.

The door was close to where he lay, a small room only 80 feet away.

At this moment, he heard some slight noises, which seemed to be footsteps from afar.

'Tick tock tick', full of rhythm and rhyme, made him suddenly wake up.She is coming……

She was used because Shelly smelled rosemary before passing out.

Not too strong, but enough to make his sensitive nose sneeze several times.

He's a six-foot man, he's big and strong, and he can handle her.

Shelley Ruper so proud of herself.

He held his breath tightly, stepped lightly, and picked up the glass bottle filled with his blood with water chestnuts.

'click...'

The old rusty doorknob was turned by someone, and when the light from the crack of the door came through little by little, he knew that the time had come.

He aimed the bloody edge at her, and then smashed it down hard.

After a 'bang', she fell to the ground.

His nervous and tight heart finally relaxed at this moment. After opening the old-fashioned creaking door, a dark passage appeared before his eyes.

The darkness continued to extend until he could not see the end.

At this moment, he should let go of all his thoughts and run desperately.

However, he didn't leave.

At this moment, it was difficult for him to express his mood clearly, it seemed heavy, oppressed, and fearful...

He realized that he still had one thing to do, which was more important than his escape.

He needs to know who this person is.Who is this woman who killed his lover Elsa Shika.

He turned around and went back to the open door, where there was a man lying down, a man in a gray jumper.

He walked back step by step, the footsteps were very light and rhythmic, as if stepping on his heart.

He was nervous.

It was more complicated than the mood when he escaped before.

He saw his pale hands that were still bleeding slowly reach out to her, and after exhausting all his strength, he turned her over.

In the wide gray pullover, a pale face like a ghost appeared in his sight.

His pupils contracted violently, and a person was reflected in those black pupils.

A man with the same hair color, the same silhouette as him.

-He was Shelley Rupert.

So, who am I?

He touched his face and found that he couldn't feel anything at all, cold?No, it hurts?No, rough?smooth?Nothing at all……

He was consumed by darkness.

***

"Are you awake?" A voice sounded above his head, and he struggled to open his eyelids that seemed to be pressed by a mountain.

"Very good, your body is quite good." Along with the voice of admiration, rosemary, which made his nose unbearable, came again from his breath.

Finally, he saw it.

Dim lights, abandoned houses.

The yellow lamp was swinging around in front of his eyes, and a not too thick wire hung it, extending from the roof to his eyes.

From his vantage point, he could see a small table.

There are many shining things on it, are they made of silver or iron or stainless steel?

he does not know.

The only thing he knew was that the red smeared on the sharp edge could not be paint.

The room was filled with a nauseous fishy smell, and the smell of fermented blood made his stomach start to twitch.

He tried to turn his head to see where the sound was coming from, but it was in vain.

He can't move.

Even if he wanted to move so much, he only needed to turn another 90 degrees, and he could see the culprit who caused him such a miserable state.

Her voice was still ringing, singing a song that he seemed to have known but couldn't remember.

'Oh baby baby, how bright that bright red is. '

'It's a gift from God, it's mine'

'oh babe babe, that hair that shines like a waterfall of sinzera, it doesn't belong to god and it doesn't belong to me'

'What a pity, what a pity, poor little Jill. '

'She could only look at her secretly, across the crowd and through the curtain. '

'She is a gift from God, how beautiful she is, more beautiful than this blood, more dazzling, more desirable. '

'But she will never belong to me, nor to anyone else. '

'Poor little Jill, poor little Jill, how are you going to fill that great pity and longing in you? '

'Blood!Blood!Blood!blood! '

'Yes, blood! '

The singing sound lingered around his ears, like an evil ghost in hell, and the cold air lingered in his ears.

Gradually, the voice became weaker and weaker.There was a 'chug chug' sound in his head, and the throbbing pain from his nerves made him want to kill himself.

Maybe, he shouldn't struggle anymore.

He saw Elsa not far away.

She was smiling at him, just like the serious but innocent smile he had when he saw her for the first time.

I am coming.

elsa.

……

***

"Oh, what a pity there's at least a pint of blood left in him."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there will be more."

A voice suddenly sounded from the room, and a smile appeared on the woman's face again.

"Yes, we still have a lot of test subjects."

***

After cordoning off the scene and calling other officers, Sheriff Swan left the hotel and headed to the church on US-101.

Unfortunately, when he opened the door of the church, he saw only the priest and three clergymen who fell on the ground, and nothing else.

Apart from the accidental disappearance of the cross that was supposed to be placed in the lobby, the rest of the things were not damaged in any way.

Of course, at Fu Jiang's strong request, Sergeant Swan brought her along.

Because of her actions today, he doubted her even more.

Which artist can face the death of her manager so calmly, even if their relationship is not close or even hostile, she should show some respect for the disemboweled corpse that is still lying on the hotel bed It's a normal human reaction.

For example, fear; for example, surprise; or disbelief, etc...

But she didn't.

She acted quite calmly, much calmer than he, the sheriff who has been a sheriff for many years.

Moreover, just after he received the call, she strangely raised the hope of traveling with him.She wanted to see the two corpses that didn't look like corpses.

why?

He was quite incomprehensible.

Dr. Cullen squatted on the ground, and he began to examine the four unconscious people.

Of course, on this day, the most confusing thing for Swan was not only that.

Her behavior is really weird.

For example, now.

She stared at Dr. Karen who was seriously examining the clergy with sharp eyes. Her expression was very serious. She looked at him as if she were looking at a strange species.

Forgive his poor vocabulary.

It was difficult for him to describe her appearance specifically. The only thing he could explain was that maybe this woman had some kind of fantasies about Dr. Karen, or in layman's terms, it was an interest.

But that interest is not like the kind that women have for men.

Swan felt that this proud woman, so beautiful that no man could resist, was not enough to fall in love with a married man.

So where did her interest come from?

Reason told him that it was better for him not to explore.

The ambulance came soon, Dr. Karen accompanied him back to the hospital, and Fu Jiang returned to the hotel.

She gained much more today than in these few days.

Now she needs to be alone to calm down and think through some things.

Of course, it was not that she was not sad for Susan's death, on the contrary, her death made her feel a lot of complicated emotions.

It goes without saying that she feels sorry and sad for her passing away, but, apart from this layer, she once again experienced the powerless self-blame.

Even though her mind has changed, her body is still not strong enough.

Maybe, now she can calmly face some things, but she still can't use her hands to protect the people around her.

This realization gave her feelings of self-loathing, and with it, anger.

Susan's death was like a key, which opened the black door that Fu Jiang had closed in his heart.

Outside the door is a blue lake, and inside the door is the darkness that Dr. Lecter imprisoned for her has been haunting her.

When I saw Susan's appearance today, the image of being imprisoned in the past suddenly came out.However, that flashback had occurred many times during her treatment, so she was no stranger to it.

She controlled her emotions very well today, and she put herself in a relatively objective position to look at this matter.

Thoughts have always been personal thoughts, I can't control others, but I can control my own.

Fu Jiang comforted and advised herself with such words, and the self-blame that made her uncomfortable finally subsided a little.

Perhaps, catching the murderer with her own hands can calm her restless soul.

Fu Jiang thought so.

She has some clues now.First, Dr. Carlisle Cullen was rather suspicious, something she hadn't noticed before.

Perhaps the reason is that his good looks and gentlemanly demeanor can always make people let their guard down.

As a doctor, he is still impeccable today.Kind and compassionate.

However, he still made some mistakes today, some fatal mistakes that aroused her suspicion.

First of all, it was too coincidental that he met the so-called Susan-like person near the tea room at the end of the corridor, and then, when Charlie answered the phone after finding the body that had just died, he was surprised for a moment. He seemed to know before Charlie Swann told him what was on the phone.In the end, it was their flunking at church.

Everything is such a coincidence.

However, she doesn't believe that there is such a coincidence in the world.

She should have explored the incongruity he had brought to her from the moment he first appeared.

His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his sense of smell was so keen that he could smell a strange smell even across a corridor.Ever since the man named Edward Cullen was able to save her from the vampire, she should have thought of how extraordinary their family must be.

Perhaps, they are the same kind as those people.

Otherwise, how to explain the coincidence that the two things that may be vampires were taken away after Karen learned the news?

But, if he really is a vampire, how can he resist working in a hospital full of delicious food?

There are many doubts in Fu Jiang's mind.

For example, the second clue she got today, about the person who killed Elsa and Susan, she can be sure that the murderer is a man, a man of strong physique.

Otherwise, he couldn't have moved Susan from the back alley to a room near the tea room, and it was still without alarming anyone.

She got a list of all the people who went out after six o'clock this evening from the hotel waiter.

She trusted the room boy, who looked so loyal that he wanted to get on his knees to lick her shoes, not to cheat her.He didn't even ask for the tip she handed her, and claimed that serving her was the greatest honor in his life with a pious face.

Although Fu Jiang had a bad feeling about this male waiter, I have to say that he finally did something serious today.

There are many people on the list, but after excluding time and gender, there are only four people who may commit the crime.

director carlisle scott

Two lead actors, Cyrus Campbell and Lloyd Eddy

And floor manager Shelley Ruper

Carlisle had just returned not long ago, and Cyrus and Lloyd had returned to the room not long after Susan's body was discovered.

As for Shelley Ruper, he hasn't come back yet.

Fu Jiang's fingers paused on his name for a long time, so far, his suspicion is indeed the biggest.

***

The sky lit up soon after, and the night was too long, and Fu Jiang maintained a meditative posture for a long time without falling asleep.

She felt that she didn't have the talent for investigating cases, and maybe she could get out of this predicament quickly with the help of Spencer's cleverness, but she was unwilling to choose this seemingly sensible approach.

She didn't want Spencer to worry about her anymore because of things like this.

She should also try to take the initiative and solve some things by herself.

The crew has been resting for a full day and a half, because of Elsa's matter, their work at hand has been suspended.

However, for the sake of schedule and budget, they had to continue to work.

Susan's death was of course known to everyone when the police arrived last night.

The crew lived together, most of them lived on the fourth and fifth floors, so they didn't know that another person had died until the police car drove downstairs to the hotel.

Today, they are still restless, and most of the crew have nervousness and nervousness on their faces.

Perhaps they were worried that they would be the next person to lie in the cold autopsy room.

At five o'clock in the morning, Fu Jiang came to the crew, and the person who did her makeup today was temporarily arranged by the director.However, this makeup artist is also very important, she is the leader of the makeup team dedicated to actor Lloyd.

This woman is quite calm, and she is neither humble nor overbearing when facing Fu Jiang.

Her makeup was put on quickly, and this time, it was still the scene where Belloc Taylor rejected Eve Greens at the wedding scene last time.

There is a different kind of freshness in the forest in the morning, and the dew is still lingering on the green branches and leaves.

The roof that had collapsed due to the heavy rain was put back up, and for the sake of beautification, pale pink flowers were used to pave it in the shape of a heart.

very beautiful.

After Fu Jiang brewed up his emotions, he stepped on the red carpet again, and approached Cyrus who was smiling at the bride step by step.

And just as she was throwing the bouquet onto the face of the bride Edwina, something suddenly dripped onto her face.

smelly, sticky...

Fu Jiang stretched out his hand to touch the cold wetness, and at a glance, he saw a dazzling red.

Looking up, she saw Edwina's frightened face, and a pale face on the exposed corner of the ceiling.

- He is Shelley Ruper

His eyelids were cut off.