Doomsday city

The messy study room is not as tidy as it used to be.

The desk was full of newspapers and photos. Esses lowered her head and stared at the scattered pills at her feet. Looking up, the elderly father behind the desk seemed to be ten years older, with pale, messy and greasy hair. Since her mother passed away, her elder brother Crazy because of drug dependence, and finally even my father changed.No longer the father who told them to wear more clothes so as not to catch a cold when they were young, now he has another nickname - Commander.

"Givet! Givet! Damn Gyft!" Bud angrily swept down everything on the table, photos and newspapers slowly floated down from the air, "I will make them pay! Those demons sent by Satan ! They are all blood-sucking demons!" The decadent man's expression was painful and sad, he wiped his face vigorously, his lips tightly pressed together.

Esses took half a step back and kicked the empty wine bottle behind her, and the glass bottle made a crisp sound when it rolled.

"Essers," Bud raised his head, stared at Essers with blurred eyes, and said, "Come here, Essers." The man beckoned to her, and Essers had no reason to refuse. Walking slowly to Bud, just like always being by Dad's side when he was a child, until he went to work.

"Dad." Esses knelt down beside him, resting her hands on the chair.

"Esther, we are the only ones left, we are the only ones left to avenge Agatha and Cary, child," Bud's expression twisted, and the years left deep marks on his face, "I know you will help me, Aye." Circe, you've got to do this, it's for your mother and your brother, oh, Circe, if I'd found out sooner, they wouldn't have..."

"Dad, it's not your fault." Esses squeezed her father's hand, and she felt him trembling.

"Essus, you are right, it's Gift's fault! If they hadn't been blinded by money, there wouldn't be so many victims. He knows that the ignorant masses are easy to be incited, and they deliberately deepen everyone's fear , Let them eat the damn health sacs! Oh, health sacs? That's clearly poison! It's poison!"

Orange pills were scattered all over the room, and the shelves were filled with medicine jars, and the packaging was printed with the logo of Gift Company.

Esses lowered her eyes. Her mother died from taking this pill, but she wasn't sure who to blame?

Gift made overweight health food and sold it widely. Her mother bought it for the sake of her family's health, but going back to earlier, in the summer of [-], that was the beginning of all the problems, which broke out overnight The serious infectious disease is the real trigger, which will detonate subsequent social problems and the kidnapping plan she is about to face.

"We can only do this, Essers, only in this way can we get back our losses and show him some color," Bud, who is over half a century old, has spent most of his life studying academics, when he said The ruthless words were unexpectedly full of shock, "I have contacted all the supporters, and they are willing to help us, Esses."

"That's really good, Dad." Essers forced a smile, which made the corners of her mouth tremble slightly.

"Yes, very good, we waited for so long, it's time to fight back!" Bud stood up suddenly, his back was no longer straight, the pain of losing his wife made him faint, and even the work of a doctor After resigning, he shut himself up in a dark room all day long to study how to defeat Gift Health Foods. After several months, he finally came to a conclusion, "Immediately carry out the 'rabbit hunting plan'."

Today is Mabel Johnny's art show, and the Hellship is operating as usual.

After completing the commissioned work, Esses sewed thirteen cheap dolls, which made her shoulders sore. The hard work was only nine yuan, but the salary of the Hellship was not comparable to that of the outside world. She was already very grateful that it was enough for her to feed her stomach. At least she'll be able to treat herself to better dishes tonight instead of frozen microwave pasta.

"Esses!" From a distance, Frieda waved her hands and laughed, and the prisoners all around looked at Esses.

She left quickly with her head down, her intention of escaping was quite obvious, but Frieda pretended not to understand, ran forward and put her arms around Esther's shoulders from behind, and the two brothers walked in the corridor as if silently.It is located on the main road of the restaurant, and many prisoners come and go. When they saw the Broken Neck Demon resting on the shoulders of a rookie prisoner, their expressions all showed sympathy and pity.

"Please don't do this, Miss Frieda." In order to divide the relationship between each other, she deliberately added 'Miss' to alienate.

Frieda raised her brows, put her hands down politely, "Hey, do you know what day it is?"

Esther ignored it. Of course she knew what day it was. It was Mabel Johnny's exhibition.

"But the letter didn't say where the exhibition venue is. Do you think it's her negligence, or is she pretending to be mysterious?" Frieda walked back to the cell side by side with her, her voice was very clear, as hearty as she felt. , those eyes like the sun bay were full of smiles, when Esses was about to unlock and go back to the prison, she took a step in front of him, "What do you think?"

"I don't know, Miss Frieda, I really don't know." Esther looked at her helplessly, since Frieda lived in the same cell as her, she couldn't imagine which prisoner As Frieda is so talkative, she can talk about everything, and she can also yell non-stop about trivial matters, like a radio that can never be turned off, interfering with noise to interfere with her thoughts.

"Are you angry?" Frieda deepened her smile, and Crescent Bay stared straight at Esses.

She did this as if she was deliberately trying to get the other person's attention.

"I didn't..." Before they finished speaking, a group of prisoners suddenly passed by them, shouting words like "in the courtyard", "go and see", and "hang up". Go figure, know that the 'painting exhibition' has started.

"Want to see it?" Frieda smiled and held out her hand to Essus, like a gentleman inviting a lady to dance at a ball.

Essus frowned, and she pursed her lips and quickly ran around Frieda towards the courtyard. When she turned the corridor, she heard Frieda's happy laughter.However, a bad mood did not affect Esses watching the 'exhibition'. When she arrived at the atrium, she couldn't walk through it. The four main buildings of the Hellship formed a circle, and the central square was usually not open, so she could only see the square from the transparent glass. The scene inside.

"Is that a person?" The female prisoner standing in front of Esses pressed against the glass window, as if she wanted to take a closer look.

She tried her best to squeeze through the crowd and finally got to the corner of the glass. There were only two basketball hoops in the open square, and two 'bodies' were hung on each of the iron gray hoops. Their heads were covered in sacks, stuck like basketballs. In the circular frame, the naked body hangs in the air on the field.

Beep! ——

The prison guards came and blew whistles to drive the prisoners away, and several of them opened the glass door and walked into the atrium.

Esses was pushed back by the crowd, she leaned on the glass window and looked at the two hanged prisoners. Their bodies were painted with blooming white flowers, winding from the soles of the feet to the neck, following the lines of the inner muscles The rhizome grows, and the skin is blood-red and flesh-colored under the stripped skin, which serves as the base to set off the three-dimensional shape of the flower. The flawless white flower spits out golden stamens in the sun, like a dreamy flower embellished by dense clouds, dazzling and holy.

"Tuberose..." Esses' eyes widened, and she whispered in her mouth.

"That's right, tuberose," Frieda's laughter sounded in her ears, Esses was taken aback, and was suddenly pulled out of the crowd, she watched Frieda pulling her arm, the two stood behind the pillar, "Happiness on the verge of danger, tuberose's flower language, am I right?"

"This is Mabel's art exhibition?" She lowered her voice and asked, more like talking to herself.

"Of course, haven't you seen the superb painting skills? It's like tuberose growing from the body. If you look closely, you might still smell the fragrance? Oh, no, it should only be the smell of corpses." Buddha Lida watched with a sneer as the prison guards hurriedly removed the corpse. The body swaying in mid-air was extremely strange. This could no longer be called art, but fear.

"I don't understand," Esses stood there with her hands clasped, watching the crowd rushing towards the glass window, and someone amidst the commotion eagerly asked who the dead person was, or who did it, "Why did she cause such a commotion? Give us an invitation letter? Even if you don't say it, who doesn't know about such a big event?"

"Hey, Essus," Frieda put her index finger against her lips, telling her to silence, "Successful artists always have their own ideas, and Mabel is not only successful, she is also a crazy artist, she will give When we send invitation letters, we not only hope that we can appreciate her paintings, but more importantly, we are reminded," Frieda smiled and spread her hands in front of Esses, and then clenched them tightly, "We can't escape anywhere in her palm. .” This is both a demonstration and a warning.

"Are you sure?" Esses hung her head, her palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Of course," Frieda shrugged and smiled, "Because I'm also a murderer."

If Frieda understood correctly, then the two of them are Mabel's prey, and they are likely to be exhibited in the next 'art exhibition'.The identities of the deceased were soon found out. They were Betsy Lee from Building E and Christine from Building B. Although these two were not as famous as boxing champion Connie in Hellship, they both had one thing in common. Dozens of letters were found in their cells. Letters, genus celebrities are MJ, Mabel Jonny.

"Is it her again? The artist in Building D." The bathroom at night was quite lively, and today's art exhibition successfully aroused heated discussions, "The last time a living person was poured to death with cement, and then placed in the atrium to become an installation art, this time it was the People were skinned and hanged, hey, is it over yet?"

"I saw the postman Cindy staying in Building C yesterday. I don't know which lucky guy received the 'blessing'." The women said one after another, as if they knew the artist's deeds quite well, "But why is she not locked up? Confinement? I mean, she left clues, didn't she? The letters under the dead man's bed."

"Oh, don't be silly, do you think she's just a perverted murderer?" The noisy bathroom was full of playful voices, "She's not only a murderer, but also a talented artist with international reputation. Have you ever seen an art appraiser come here specially Hell ship to buy paintings? I have seen it, last month!"

"You mean she still has a reputation outside? Oh, my God, the world is over, and a murderer still has a reputation?" The exaggerated roar elicited fierce responses from others, and a voice rushed: "Not only the reputation, but also the big one." A lot of money! Do you think the prison guards on the Hellship are all blind? They must know that Johnny did something good, but they were all bought by money!"

"So Mabel Jonny never needs to be punished, she just stays in her cell and drinks afternoon tea," another woman shrugged and smiled, "Because for the sake of money, Warden Madow will help She cleans up the mess."

Esses turned off the water valve and walked out of the shower wrapped in a towel, when a letter was handed to her.

"Esther Eli, your letter." There was a sudden silence in the bathroom, and everyone looked at the postman Cindy who suddenly appeared, and the "lucky guy" who was "blessed".

Esther took the letter under everyone's gaze, but she had no other choice.

Cindy pushed down the mirror frame expressionlessly, and left without looking back. When she stepped out of the bathroom, everyone screamed in surprise. They pointed at Esther and yelled, "She is the next victim." "Mabel likes to torture people to death" "I don't know how she will be decorated" "It's so pitiful, she's just a rookie", Essus has always been afraid of being the focus, she lowered her head and clenched the letter in her hand, and quickly escaped room.

No matter what Mabel wants to do, she has become a living show in the eyes of everyone.