Ma Xie looked at the clock and it was almost three in the morning. Time was not long. He came to the bed and prayed, "Zi Xin, don't blame me. You forced me, I don't want to do this. Forgive me, I will definitely be nice to you in the next life." After praying, he took the blood basin away, put Zi Xin's body down, spread it flat on the floor. Zi Xin's body was cold and cold, and a gloomy cold air appeared. Ma Xie once again raised the scalpel. These tissues and structures were so familiar. Where to enter the knife, how to bypass the bones and joints and avoid the rich muscles.

, How to open the ligament, cut the joint capsule, and separate it. He has done so many such surgeries. The only difference this time is that he is undergoing surgery on a dead man. First, from the seventh cervical vertebra, cutting off the muscle groups and ligaments of the neck, Zixin's head rolled aside. Then he separated the shoulder joint. Zixin's arms were beautiful, like lotus root, with long fingers, and slightly pointed oval nails, and they were always painted with red nail polish. Ma Xieqing blamed her nail polish for being too charming. Zixin always smiled and said, "It's all for you. If you bear me one day, use it to scratch your face."

Ma Xie looked at the arm for a long time and felt that the sharp red nails would suddenly jump up and grab his face, but the hand did not move.

Ma Xie continued his surgery, with his thighs and calves separated, and the kneecaps were placed aside alone. When superb skills were used for evil things, it was so terrible. Below was the most important part of the torso. Ziqing's abdomen was already very obvious. Her abdomen must be cut open, and the internal organs and the fetus that had already appeared were taken out, otherwise, the box would not be able to hold it. Ma Xie carefully made an incision horizontally on Zixin's abdomen, peeled off the peritoneum, exposed the uterus and large intestine, cut the uterus, and took out the fetus wrapped in the seborrhea from it. The six-month-old fetus was already completely human-shaped. Ma Lian

When Qing held the fetus in her hand, she was shocked to find that the fetus had a heartbeat! Such a tender life, without the protection of her mother, could easily lose the opportunity to survive. Ma Lianrong put the fetus and Zi Xin's uterus, large intestine, kidney, spleen and other internal organs, into a sealable plastic pocket he had prepared. Although he was used to these organs, the breath from the corpse still made Ma Xie stomach upset. He rushed into the bathroom and finally vomited. When Ma Xie could suppress his resentment to that smell, he came out of the bathroom again. It was already 3:40 in the morning.

Ma Xie took out the already prepared coat box from the room and started cleaning the room. Everything went smoothly, without a drop of blood, and there was no sign of fighting or struggle. The neighbors would think that they had moved, and the landlord's wife's rent was just needed to send her money, everything was perfect. Ma Xie couldn't help but be proud of his criminal genius, completely forgot that he was shaking all over. He put his head in this seat, and these were all tailor-made for Zixin. His thighs were this seat and his calves were placed.

Here, the torso, the most important part, should be placed in the middle, put one hand here, put another Ma Xie here, then feel fear, the other hand! The other hand! The other hand is gone!! The scene of five fingers dragging the whole arm quickly crawling. He hit his head and comforted himself: "Impossible, you fool, that's the scene that only exists in the movie. You forgot, you forgot, where did you put it? Think about it quickly, Ma Xie, remember, where did you put that hand?"

Ma Xie searched around the room. This time he no longer had his hands and feet trembling alone, but his face and eyes muscles, from the heart to the soles of his feet, his whole body was shaking, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Zixin's apartment had very little furniture and was very clean. In ten minutes, Ma Xie could be sure of it, no! The hand was no longer in this apartment. He walked back to the coat box, a little scared. The organs in the suitcase seemed to want to move. He closed the suitcase in panic and sat on it, not daring to move.

It was four o'clock, and if he didn't leave, there would be people on the street soon. Ma Xie made up his mind, and I don't believe that there are still ghosts in this world! He carried the coat box and gently left the apartment, confirmed that the door was locked, and walked straight towards the suburbs. In the suburbs, there was a big pit he had dug long ago. He threw the coat box and surgical bag in, filled the soil, and tried to make the soil look no different from the surrounding soil. By the time he finished all this, it was already dawn.

Ma Xie is not relieved

When it was completely dawn, he came to Ziqing's apartment again. The moment he opened the door of the apartment, the situation in front of him shocked him. On the floor of the apartment and the wall skirt, there were bloody red words, all of which were "Ma Xie, I hate you, I want you to kill you, I want you to die a bad death!" The fishy smell of the room, the blood was not dry yet, it was obviously written in that pot of blood, and the writing was a hand! Ma Xie quickly closed the door and looked at the ground

The handwriting on the board was obviously cut out with fingers, but why did it stop just by drawing the wall skirt? Because the arm could only climb to such a high level and then go upwards and fall off. After confirming that the hand was not in the room again, Ma Xie quickly chopped the unused basin of blood, poured it into the toilet, and wiped the blood words one by one with a rag. After doing all this, he returned to the hospital, hoping that time would make him forget everything.

After suffering from nightmares, Ma Xie overcomes his fear. He finally stopped thinking about that matter at work, and that hand seemed to have never appeared again. The hand was disappearing and forgetting from Ma Xie's memory. But in fact, is this really true?

Ma Xie quickly met his new girlfriend, Zhouzi, under the introduction of a friend. Zhouzi is a middle school teacher with high cultural quality and elegant appearance. She is definitely Ma Xie’s ideal marriage partner. Just when the two were familiar with each other and were about to take a new level, they had an accident...

That day, Ma Xie learned that Zhouzi was sick and asked for leave from the school, so he went to visit her in his spare time at noon. Zhouzi was very moved. The two chatted by the bed for a while. Ma Xie remembered that there was another surgery in the afternoon, so he comforted Zhouzi and had a good rest, so he left.

Zhouzi's school building apartment is an ancient building. Each floor has a long corridor, shared by all users on this floor. Therefore, you can also see downstairs where the doors are open and the lights are on. When Ma Xie left in the past, Zhouzi always watched him leave in the corridor, and Ma Xie would turn around and wave to Zhouzi. This time, Zhouzi was lying on the bed, so naturally he could not watch Ma Xie leave. However, Ma Xie still looked back at Zhouzi's room habitually. He seemed to see the hand that pulled Zhouzi's window curtains on him, coated with red nail polish.
Chapter completed!