These days, Su Qingyu puts all other weird things into the tribute card and only keeps herself with him. Youyou thinks that this special treatment brings him one step closer to his goal.
However, Su Qingyu now let a low-level weirdo come out and take his place, which he couldn't accept.
"Youyou, do you want to go back to the tribute card and change your makeup?" Su Qingyu turned on the front camera of her phone, put it in front of Youyou, and sincerely suggested, "Look at you, you are so happy, your face is blue."
"Master, how can you let a low-level weirdo replace Youyou?" Youyou tugged at the hem of Su Qingyu's clothes, and then raised his face so that Su Qingyu could see the changes in paint on his face more clearly.
Su Qingyu pretended to be blind: "It's not about substitution, it's about sharing the rain and dew, it's about balancing a bowl of water, it's about using your respective talents."
Youyou and Zhuzhao Youying are completely different. Zhuzhao Youying believes that human beings should be afraid, surrender, and give everything they have in exchange for what they want in the face of weirdness.
Because their obsession is the belief of mankind, they can use terror and power to allow themselves to occupy the dominant position.
As a high-level weirdo, Youyou attempts to learn human methods to obtain human love, and then tear this love into pieces to satisfy his twisted obsession.
Anyone who desires to be loved is in an object position.
Youyou looked at Wuxin with dangerous eyes, which was a protective behavior caused by realizing that his prey was about to be taken away.
Su Qingyu still had business to do, and she suddenly became serious: "Okay, Youyou, I'll give you a task now. Watch the door. Don't let anything outside, whether it's human or weird, let them in."
Then, Su Qingyu put her hands on Youyou's shoulders, stared into his eyes, and said in a serious tone with a soft voice: "This is related to your master's life. Do it well, I will take good care of you."
You nodded, and the color on his face returned to a warm tone. Then he leaned against the door, without opening his mouth, but he could make a "ka-ka-ka" sound in his throat, as if he was declaring sovereignty.
Wu Xin's pale and bloodless face had no expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Su Qingyu started to rummage through the cabinet.
She gave the order and Wuxin also helped to search.
It was the nurse's working hours now, and there were no extra uniforms left in the dormitory cabinet. Su Qingyu climbed up the iron stairs, wanting to take a look at their bed.
Su Qingyu was holding the iron ladder with her hands and was lying on the bed when she felt her palms were wet. She frowned and looked at her palms, which were dark red with some minced meat.
She climbed up a few more steps and saw a human-shaped object covered under the quilt. She lifted the quilt directly and found a corpse that was about to rot. The corpse was beyond recognition and had no clothes on it. Su Qingyu put on gloves and rummaged around. I only found a carer's sign.
The brand is still there, but where are the clothes?
Su Qingyu took off the sign and stuffed it into his pocket.
She noticed that the belly part of the corpse was the most severely decomposed. It must have suffered serious injuries before death. The skin and flesh were turned out and the internal organs were partially exposed.
Su Qingyu came closer and smelled it. Strangely, there was no rotten smell on the corpse, but a faint fragrance.
Put the quilt back on the body.
She looked at the other beds.
There were two beds that were neat and clean, and one bed that was filled with clutter.
Su Qingyu came to the bed filled with sundries, rummaged around, and found a bloody fruit knife inside.
This is a crime scene.
"Master, I found the clothes you need."
Wuxin pulled out a piece of clothing with a hole in its belly from the washing machine on the balcony. Although the nurse's clothes were black, red blood fell on the black clothes, making the black color darker.
Su Qingyu got the piece of clothing and immediately stuffed it into her black backpack.
It's not 24 hours yet, so she won't wear it yet.
Then, when he was about to leave, the sound of a key opening the door came from the room.
Su Qingyu immediately hid in the closet.
Wu Xin also squeezed in.
Su Qingyu moved back and hooked her fingers at Youyou, signaling him to come in quickly.
Youyou also squeezed into the big closet. The space in the big closet was already small. Su Qingyu nestled in the innermost part, tightening her belly to hold her breath, and then closed the door of the big closet.
One person, two weirdos, packed in like a sardine can.
Youyou pressed her face against Su Qingyu's belly.
Su Qingyu tensed her body, pinched his head, and pushed his cold face away from her belly to prevent her stomach from getting cold tomorrow.
She peered through the crack in the closet door.
What came back was a very strong male caregiver, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a bald head and a fat body. The caregiver's uniform was about to burst when he wore it.
He pulled out his chair and sat diagonally in front of Su Qingyu.
At this moment, he is on the phone.
——"I have transferred the money back to you, please don't call me again!"
Su Qingyu couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone.
However, she could deduce from the bald man's words what they were talking about.
The bald man seemed to be angry. He clenched his fists, veins popped out, and punched the table in front of him hard.
——"You have raised three sons, and now you are sick, why should you look for me? You gave all the demolition money to your younger brother. You keep saying that I am the eldest and the most filial one in the family, but a filial son In name, how many years have I been taken advantage of?!"
——"Do you want to be with me? You are hemiplegic and can't bear to have your little son carry your feces and urine for you, so you say outside that you like me the most and you want to live with me and let me I’ll serve you for the rest of my life!”
——"You are afraid that your little son will be tired! He will suffer! You will spend too much money!"
——"Brothers don't care about it? Why don't brothers care about it? He has taken all the benefits, of course he doesn't care about it! I have been aggrieved for so many years, what's wrong with a few complaints?!"
——"What if I work as a caregiver? I still get paid to take care of other old men and women. I take care of you. Have you ever given me some of your sincerity to touch me?"
The bald man kept cursing.
The other person hung up the phone first.
When the bald man saw the phone hanging up, he touched his head and covered his bloodshot eyes with some pain. Then he glanced at the location of the body and muttered to himself viciously: "People who advise me to be generous. They all deserve to die."
Su Qingyu didn't dare to take a breath.
At this time, the nurse in white was pushing a flatbed cart with a metal rice bucket on it. She came to the room, closed the door, and nervously said to the bald man: "Have you sorted out the food ingredients? I'm going to the little one over there. Meals are being delivered upstairs.”
