[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

"Why are you looking at me like that, Grace?" Ignatz Winifred smiled and was about to continue talking, but was interrupted by the bell ringing outside again.He couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "Damn it, no one taught him manners? He needs to leave quietly at this time, instead of ringing the doorbell like a brat with an underdeveloped brain! "

Liz Megan was weak all over, but she still tried to look towards the window, even though she couldn't see outside at all from this angle, and people outside couldn't see her, she still couldn't help doing so.Asking for help is a human instinct when in danger.She wanted to call for help, but when she looked up after washing her face and saw the figure in the mirror, she had no chance.

At that time, LizMegan was taken aback. Before she could react, she was stabbed in the neck with a needle, and then fell to the ground limply.

The medicine in that injection was not comatose, LizMegan was still conscious, but her brain could not direct her body, her vocal cords were barely controlled, but her voice was very low and somewhat slurred.

The doorbell is still ringing, LizMegan hopes that Issac will find something is wrong, her ex-husband is not in a normal state now, and she thinks of what Issac said last night, when killing animals cannot satisfy a person's abnormal psychology, crimes will escalate, and victims Subjects will change from animals to humans. She has been to Ignatz Winifred's specimen studio, and she also praised the lifelikeness of those specimens when she didn't know it, but in retrospect, it had no other effect except to make her feel creepy and terrified.

IgnatzWInifred was disturbed by the sound of the doorbell. He kicked the sofa, then squatted on the ground, and grabbed LizMegan by the collar, "Are you going to ask someone at home?"

He finally realized it.

Without waiting for LizMegan to answer, he let go of his hand, walked to the side and picked up the phone that had been left on the sofa and left unattended.He pressed the screen to turn it on, then grabbed LizMegan's hand to decode the fingerprint, and snorted disdainfully when he found out that there was another password, swiped his finger on the screen a few times, and the phone was unlocked.

"It seems that you are still a nostalgic person, Grace." IgnatzWInifred said sarcastically or appreciatively.Then he called up the call log, "Isaac Costa? It seems that you made a lot of new friends before I knew it." Then, he discovered the change of emergency contacts, "Oh, it seems that it's not just new friends. Simple. If I don't come, what are you asking him to do at home?"

IgnatzWInifred didn't care if LizMegan answered, he seemed to already have the answer in his mind.

The phone has received a new message.

—Hey, Grace, I'm outside your house, and there doesn't seem to be anyone in there.are you outsideInconvenient to answer the phone?See the message and give me a reply, please?

"He wants your reply?" IgnatzWInifred first smiled for a while, then suddenly changed his face, "Why did he call you Grace?!"

Grace is a very personal name, LizMegan's real name, since she debuted with the name LizMegan, people who call her Grace are her close ones.Before their divorce, IgnatzWInifred didn't think he didn't know LizMegan's circle of friends, but he never knew that this person existed.Then the reason can only be that this person took advantage of the situation after their divorce.

And LizMegan has been impressed, otherwise she would not have revealed the name.After all, for less intimate people, Liz is more than enough, even if the feeling of intimacy needs to be fabricated.And a change in emergency contacts...

IgnatzWInifred strode to the door and clicked on the surveillance screen installed outside the door.The image appears distorted due to the angle, but it is clear enough.

"He came to see you with flowers." IgnatzWInifred turned off the screen and walked around like a restless beast. "You really pissed me off, you really pissed me off."

Liz Megan was lying on the ground trembling, she was very afraid of IgnatzW Inifred's appearance, but because she was too scared, she couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy.She wanted to say something, even if it was a lie, it was better than doing nothing now.

"He's waiting for you outside." IgnatzWInifred said again nervously, "I can't let him leave in such a disappointment. You say, what message should I give him back? Let me think, um——Sorry, I I have something to do temporarily, you are outside now, can you wait for me for a while?"

Liz Megan shook her head instinctively, but that message had already been sent back.

Soon, new information was received——

"Okay, no problem, don't worry." IgnatzWInifred sneered, "Of course I won't worry."

Liz Megan didn't know why IgnatzW Inifred did this, but she instinctively felt something was wrong.She felt very desperate, and for a moment she couldn't compare whether it was Issac's ignorant departure that made her despair, or the fact that Issac was waiting outside to face her own experience without knowing what made her despair.

IgnatzWInifred bent down again and lifted LizMegan from the ground, "I was going to say a very personal goodbye between us, but you disappointed me so much."

Liz Megan didn't know what Ignatz Winifred meant, but when she was carried into the bedroom and put on the bed with nothing but the mattress, she saw the toolbox lying on the floor.She is no stranger to that toolbox. She has seen it many times in her ex-husband’s specimen studio. IgnatzWinifred loves the tools in it very much, and was once called a fetish by her...

LizMegan's eyes widened, unable to believe her guess.

"Don't worry, I will keep your beauty forever, don't worry, you won't become bacon in the pyramid." IgnatzWinifred put on the gloves, "But, as I said, you are very disappointing to me, I originally wanted you to go quietly, really. At that time, I regarded you as my lover, but now, you will only be my work."

Liz Megan thought of Ignatz Winifred's previous works, wanted to shake her head, wanted to back away, but could only struggle weakly because of her weakness.

"Do you know how my work is done? Of course you don't know. You praised such a beautiful work at the time, but when I wanted to teach Bella this, you were only hysterical." IgnatzWinifred said The computer placed by the bedside turned on, "I have an online account, and there are like-minded friends in it. They admire me, praise me, and worship me. Every time I work, I will broadcast it to them through the camera. Originally, I didn't want to Yes, but you have lost all my private qualifications, and it is no different from previous works."

"You're a crime!" LizMegan's strained vocal chords finally came into play, "Don't do it, Ignatz, it's a crime, you're even connected to the Internet, and once it gets out, think about it Your future. Let me go, I won't tell others, don't do stupid things, really, don't do it, please..."

"So sweet." IgnatzWinifred gave an intriguing smile, and he greeted the built-in camera on his laptop. "Hey guys, tell this silly woman, will I be found?"

"It's wrong, it's a crime!" LizMegan screamed, "Anyone? Help! Helpme!"

She doesn't know how many people are online on the other end of the camera, but she hopes that one person, at least one person, has good intentions and will go to the police.Killing a person is not the same as killing an animal, and she wants someone to save her.

"Look, this is a woman in Hollywood, she looks so beautiful when she cries." IgnatzWinifred pointed LizMegan's head at the camera, "Do you think she will become the second Sharon Tate?"

Sharon Tate, the wife of the famous director Roman Polański, was killed at home in 1969. At that time, she was pregnant with Liujia, stabbed several times in her body, and died in a miserable state.Maybe there are other actresses in Hollywood who unfortunately died young, but she died the most miserable one.

LizMegan couldn't avoid it, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.

"I guess not," continued IgnatzWinifred, "my craft is not so rough, I will make her look perfect, as in life. Otherwise, it would be a sacrilege, to this beautiful face and the profanation of a perfect body."

After finishing speaking, he put LizMegan back on the bed, "Before that, I decided to decorate the room first. Lighting is very important, isn't it?"

It took IgnatzWinifred a little time. This house was rented by LizMegan after he divorced him. He has never been here. He only saw the design drawings through some means and figured out the general structure, but it was not so easy to find things. convenient.After he finally adjusted the light to the one he liked, the light went out with a 'pop'.

This bedroom has good lighting, but now the sun is setting, the interior feels a little dark.

IgnatzWinifred was a little annoyed by the accident. He glanced at the laptop screen. Fortunately, the laptop itself had a built-in battery and the network was not disconnected, but it had a bad start, which made him a little upset.

"It was a bad day, everything seemed to be against me," IgnatzWinifred said, "but I decided to continue because the bad luck can't be saved until tomorrow, otherwise it will continue forever."

Just when he put down his notebook and selected the appropriate tool from the toolbox on one side, and then introduced it in front of the camera, a message jumped out:

— Be careful, I see a figure in the window behind you.

Ignatz Winifred was startled, and walked quickly to the window. Just as he opened the window, the sirens outside whistled from far to near.

Where IgnatzWinifred couldn't see, Isaac glanced at his watch. It was only 5 minutes before he called the police. With this kind of efficiency, how could he be a black policeman with peace of mind in the future?

Or is it that the police in Beverly Hills are exceptionally strong?