"Calm down, don't be impulsive."
Qiu Gongyue's voice sounded in the headphones, fearing that Xu Cheng would do something bad because of his impulsiveness.
Xu Chengxin said that I am very calm now, and he can't get angry with a greasy middle-aged man like Kishida Jie.
Seeing that Kishida Jie still wanted to do something, he stood up suddenly: "Mr. Kishida, if you want, I can call two cowherds for you. I am here to be a model, not for you to touch." .”
This was already suppressing his anger considering Akimiya Yue's action plan, otherwise Xu Cheng's fist would have fallen on Kishida Jie's face at this time, letting him know how fierce the macho man's anger was.
Hearing Xu Cheng's words, Kishida Jie's expression became serious: "Miyajiang-kun, you misunderstood. My appreciation of your body is just from the eyes of a painter, not some messy things. I hope you don't think that I There’s something wrong with your sexual orientation.”
Xu Cheng was doubtful: "If that's the case, then I'm sorry."
Kishida Jie licked his lower lip and smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, I just like a man like you who speaks directly."
He emphasized the word man a little too hard.
Xu Cheng: "..."
Hey, I feel like my virginity is in danger.
After such an interruption, Kishida Jie no longer wanted to check his household registration. He took out a recruitment contract for Xu Cheng to sign, paid the deposit, and then took him to the studio.
The studio is very spacious, with many lifelike sketches of figures hanging on the walls. The floor is littered with waste paper and paint, making it a mess.
After entering the studio, Xu Cheng was extremely vigilant.
Akimiya Yue speculates that Kishida Jie's ability is related to painting, so the place where he killed is likely to be the studio.
Kishida Jie pointed to the chair placed by the wall and said: "Miyajiao-kun, just sit there."
It was a chair stained with paint, red, yellow, blue and green, and the red traces looked a bit like dried blood.
Xu Cheng sat down on the chair with a solemn mood. No accident happened, and no iron chains suddenly appeared and cuffed him.
"Mr. Kishida, don't you need to pose?"
"No need for the first painting, just sit like this."
Xu Cheng took a deep breath, and then he had to take off his clothes. After all, Kishida Jie said that you need to be naked when painting.
Just take it off, it's not like running naked in public, you're a manly man, you don't need to care about this shame.
The only risk is probably that Kishida Kei may be unable to control his animal desires and act irrationally in the middle.
But Xu Cheng's level two fighting skills are not vegetarian either.
Just when he made up his mind to start taking off his clothes, he saw Kishida Jie grabbing the clothes with both hands and taking off all his clothes in three strokes, revealing the figure of a middle-aged fat man.
Xu Cheng's eyes almost burst out of their sockets, and he lost his voice: "What are you doing?"
"Take off your clothes."
Kishida Jie held his belly and explained: "Didn't I say that I need to be naked when painting, because clothes will restrict my inspiration. You promised me before, don't you suddenly want to go back on it now?"
Damn it, so you said that the person who needs to be naked is you? !
Xu Cheng couldn't hold himself any longer.
Do you know how much determination I put aside my shame and came here to take off my clothes?
Now you are the one who told me to take off my clothes. This makes me look stupid.
Seeing his unacceptable expression, Kishida Jie suggested: "You can take it off if you want..."
"No!"
Xu Cheng interrupted him loudly: "I don't want to at all."
Whoever dares to ask me to take off my clothes, I will blow his head off.
Kishida Jie seemed a little disappointed and took the drawing board from the side: "Let's start, please sit down."
Xu Cheng sat quietly on the chair. As a starless killer who gave death to others, he was as well-behaved as an emotionless doll at this moment.
Kishida Jie held a drawing board in his hand and walked around Xu Cheng. His hand holding the brush kept swiping on the drawing board, and his expression was extremely immersed.
Xu Cheng finally understood why Kishida Jie specially emphasized that he would be naked when recruiting mannequins.
Kishida's expression is sometimes excited, sometimes depressed, and he is completely absorbed in painting. In the quiet studio, the only sound is the sound of the brush swiping on the drawing board.
Gradually, a sense of sleepiness hit Xu Cheng's brain, and his eyelids became heavy.
He wanted to raise his hands to rub his eyes, but found that his limbs had become sore and weak.
When I looked down, I saw some white spots on the skin of my hands, which were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"what happened?"
Xu Cheng was horrified and looked up at Kishida Jie.
Kishida's expression was distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring at the drawing board in his hand. The hand holding the brush almost left an afterimage.
"Almost done! Almost done!"
He shouted enthusiastically: "Another great painting is about to be completed."
…
The apartment was quiet, and except for the lights in the studio and living room, everything else was dark.
Qiu Gongyue appeared in the stairwells on the first and second floors like a ghost.
She invaded the apartment from the roof and then searched it carefully. Now only the first floor is left unsearched.
Six people disappeared into this apartment one after another, and Kishida rarely went out. The bodies of those victims must still be left somewhere in the apartment.
Through the injuries on the body, it is possible to judge the type of ability of Kishida Jie and take targeted measures.
After all, you only have one chance. If you fail, you may be like the last killer and fall directly here.
The conversation between Xu Cheng and Jie Kishida came from the earphones, which made Akimiya Yue's evaluation of him rise a little more.
Being able to stabilize the target calmly and calmly, this kind of psychological quality is already considered a qualified killer.
Qiu Gongyue quietly walked down the stairs to the first floor, checked the living room and kitchen, including the two bedrooms, bypassed the studio, and came to the storage room next door.
The door of the storage room was not closed, Qiu Gongyue gently opened the door and walked in.
This is a spacious room filled with a large number of plaster products, mutilated limbs and human heads. At first glance, it looks like many corpses have been discarded here.
Qiu Gongyue bent down to pick up a plaster hand and broke it with force. The inside was also made of plaster.
The same thing happened after several attempts in a row. It seemed that she had guessed wrong. Kishida Jie did not use these plasters to hide the body.
Behind Qiu Gongyue, several pieces of plaster suddenly floated into the air. The hands, feet, head and body were pieced together into a plaster man, and he pounced at Qiu Gongyue.
