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Chapter 776 The Lost Face

This woman is like an iceberg that can never be conquered. I am sure that most men will walk away when they see her. Her aura is too strong.

The woman came to the place agreed with me, wearing high heels on her slender legs, looking around, crossing her arms on her chest. From a psychological point of view, this is a subconscious posture to defend against harm.

"Master Yan Jiu is really a woman?" I dusted myself off, put my hands in my pockets, and walked toward her with my head slightly lowered. When I passed by the woman, I whispered: "Try to be as natural as possible. Don't move and follow me."

My hoarse voice made the woman's shoulders tremble slightly. She had a good psychological quality and did not make any drastic move. She glanced at me lightly and followed me into the deserted alley without saying anything.

After walking more than ten meters inward, I stood with my back to the woman. I reached out and touched the place where the human skin mask connected to my face. After making sure there were no omissions, I turned back and looked at the woman for the first time.

"What's your relationship with him?" It was late autumn, the cold wind blew through the alley, and the sun couldn't shine here at all, making it look a bit eerie.

"Where is he?" The woman didn't answer my question. She suddenly put her hand into her pocket, as if preparing to take out something.

"What are you going to do?" I narrowed my eyes. At such a close distance, I have a dozen ways to control it.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to reassure you." The woman took her hand from her pocket, holding a mobile phone and a sharp No. 5 scalpel between her fingertips, and then took the initiative to put these two things at her feet: "He once You are my student, can you tell me where he is now?"

This is the first time I have seen such a decisive and direct woman: "He was seriously injured and unconscious in the car on the west side of the alley. His condition is not very good."

The woman turned around and walked out of the alley without saying a word.

I put away the scalpel, picked up her mobile phone, and looked through it briefly. There was nothing unusual.

After chasing him out of the alley, the woman was already sitting in the driver's seat and was about to start the car.

"Wait, where are you going to take him?" I grabbed the car window and used my judgment to see through this woman's mind, but found nothing.

"You treated the wounds on his back and lower abdomen, right? The technique was good, but it's a pity that he couldn't be saved. The branch penetrated into the skull from the eye socket. If you want to save his life, you can only send him to a regular hospital." The woman's face was confused. There has been no obvious change, but it just feels like it is becoming more inaccessible.

"If I can send him to a regular hospital, do I still need to come to you?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at the woman in the car: "Besides, the passenger seat is where you should stay."

"Every second you waste now, he will be one step closer to death..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, I interrupted her with a wave of my hand: "You are the one who cares about his life and death. I saved him just because he had something I needed. Saving him is a matter of affection, but not saving him is a duty. I don't have to do it for him." Love, putting yourself in a dangerous situation.”

"I understand, get in the car and go to my house first." She told me her home address and then moved to the passenger seat.

I would not be so narcissistic as to think that it is my personality charm that can make a woman with a strong personality give in repeatedly. The guess that is closest to the truth is that she cares about the life and death of young people and is unwilling to tangle with me for fear of wasting time.

Fifteen minutes later, the car parked outside a clinic. It was a two-story building in a remote location. No one could be seen for dozens of meters around.

The clinic is not big. There are two big locks on the glass door. The door is covered with dust. It is obvious that no one has visited it for a long time.

"Is this your home?"

"The only inheritance my father left me, this place has been idle since his death. I usually live in the school faculty apartment and rarely come back." The woman spoke quickly, got out of the car, and opened the back door. : "Here, help me."

I carried the young man out of the car and came to the clinic with the woman.

After a quick glance, I immediately realized that the woman was lying. The layout of the clinic had nothing to do with the outpatient clinic. There were various photos and clues posted on the walls, and there were many food packaging bags thrown on the floor. When we came to the second floor, it was completely different from the first floor. It was neat and clean, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

"I'm afraid the facade and the first floor are all disguises. The second floor with all the windows sealed is the key to this small clinic."

Before I could see anything more, the woman stood in front of me. She spread her hands to both sides: "There is no tool to communicate with the outside world here. You don't have to worry about me calling the police. Now I have to prepare for the operation on this child. Okay." Can I ask you out for now?"

"He is only useful to me when he is alive, so don't worry, I won't disturb you." Juanyan has already looked through the entire house. Except for some medical equipment whose functions I am not too sure about, there is nothing suspicious in the house. .

I walked out of the second floor and closed the door. I did this to reassure the woman. In fact, I have discerning eyes and hearing, and it doesn't matter to me whether I close the door or not.

"There are equipment that can perform major surgical operations hidden in a small clinic. Where does this woman come from?" In my opinion, the so-called father's inheritance is just an excuse made by a woman. There are too many unreasonable things in this clinic. .

Standing on the first floor, I picked up the food packaging bags on the ground and looked at the production dates. They were all three months ago.

When I walked to the door, I glanced at the photos on the wall. Most of the people in the photos were tenants of the Red Building. I had also seen these photos in young people’s rooms on the top floor of the Red Building.

"The young man lives on the top floor of the Red Building and goes out every three days. This room is consistent with the photos of his room. It seems that the young man spends most of his time away from the Red Building in this small clinic."

"Whether this clinic is a legacy left by the woman's father or not, this place has nothing to do with her. In other words, she also knows about the Red Mansion. Is she the one who secretly helps the young man? She is the Xiu who lives in Jinghai Field anchor?"

Comparing the height and body shape of the woman and the show anchor, my eyes slowly opened wide: "He is 1.79 meters tall and has a thin body. The physical characteristics of the two are very similar!"

"It's probably just a coincidence. Although this woman's personality is a bit weird, she's still far behind compared to the show host." I dismissed these distracting thoughts and concentrated on looking at the photos on the wall, compared with the photos under the bed on the top floor of the red building. , the photos here are more detailed, and all character relationships and related reasoning are marked on the walls.

I paid special attention to the photos of Zhu Li and the faceless woman. After carefully reading the annotations, I came up with a reasonable but unexpected answer.

The faceless woman I met in the Red Mansion was the nanny of Zhu Li's family during her lifetime.

If the love between Jun Sheng and the girl is sad and regrettable, then the love between these two people is pathological and frightening.

The woman's love for Zhu Li has reached a twisted level, with no bottom line of submission. She is willing to meet any of Zhu Li's crazy and morbid requirements.

She tattooed Zhu Li's most proud works on her body, became Zhu Li's only model, and created countless disgusting and scalp-numbing paintings.

This woman was just like Bai Ya'er at the beginning, but later, Zhu Li asked for more and more from her. Not only did she not resist, she also accepted it happily, thinking that this was a sign that the other party loved her.

Zhu Li said that he wanted to never be separated from a woman and keep her most beautiful side by his side forever. The two of them created a human body work with this theme that ordinary people can't imagine.

He cut off the woman's face and sewed it on his back. Shortly after the painting was completed, the woman died of a bacterial infection.

The Faceless Girl thought she was sacrificing herself for love, but in fact she was just a work in Zhu Li's heart.

It can be said that the Faceless Woman gave everything she had to Zhu Li, but Zhu Li did not regard her as his only one. Soon after the woman died, he got together with another woman.

The woman's face was stitched on his back, but someone else was pressed beneath him.

Subsequently, the women who dated Zhu Li always died mysteriously until Bai Ya'er appeared. According to the time rules summarized by the young man, if I hadn't come to the Red Mansion and disrupted everything, Bai Ya'er would have died soon.

"The shameful face belongs to Zhu Li. If you want to complete the commission from the underworld, you must kill Zhu Li."

I looked back and shook my head. Zhu Li is the embodiment of obsession. He is a devil. There are only two consequences for a mortal who falls in love with a devil. Either he dies miserably, or he becomes a devil too.

After writing down the more critical information in the photo, I went outside and parked the car behind an inconspicuous house. After doing all this, after running around all day and night, I finally couldn't hold on any longer and called out the evil spirit. Standing at the door, he leaned on the chair in the clinic and fell asleep.

"Hey, wake up, it's time to eat." A cold female voice came to my ears, and I sat up from my chair suddenly.

After seeing the other person clearly, my expression calmed down and I rubbed my temples: "How did the operation go?"

"The first stage of the operation went well, and the branches have been removed." The woman was about the same height as me. She put the takeaway in her hand on the chair. Her face seemed to be rented, and there was never any unnecessary expression: "While it's hot, Eat, don't worry about him, the murderer didn't mean to kill anyone, he just pierced his eye and right eardrum."

I glanced outside, and it was already dark before I knew it. I slept in this small clinic all afternoon: "Are there no strange people passing by here?"

"No." The woman spoke very concisely. She walked to the other side of the room, opened the takeaway and started eating.

She ate quickly and didn't make a sound, concentrating as if she was doing something important.

I took a quick look and saw that the food was both meat and vegetable and smelled delicious. I was already starving and wolfed it down without thinking too much.

When the woman saw that my vegetable box had reached the bottom, her expression, which was as unchanging as an iceberg, changed slightly.

"Is it tasty?"

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