Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1044 The Threat of Waking Up
Xia Shou hesitated for a moment, then grasped his left little finger with his right hand and snapped it off with a sharp crack. He immediately picked up a pen and wrote:

I'm sorry, but you have to believe what you wrote. This is a very important matter, and I have to make you believe that this is really happening!
You have to do it, so I have no choice but to do it. This is my proof. You must follow my instructions to complete all of this, or next time it won't just be a simple matter of losing a little finger.

If you can't do it, I'll castrate you. You know you'd do that when you've just woken up; you have the guts and the guts to do it!

You will remember all my thoughts right now, because we are one, so I can't threaten you with Sister Yan, because you know that even if I did threaten her, I would never hurt her.

But for you, and for myself!
I'm capable of doing it, and you know that very well!

This isn't your whole life right now, and you don't only have one chance. Don't be afraid; you can do it. Think about your talents with melee weapons—that power didn't come from nowhere.

Xia Shou immediately began drawing, and then continued to write down some information.

His fingers were always in pain, but when he first woke up, he had the willpower to easily endure the pain, just as he could break his fingers without batting an eye.
But as the dream's plot gradually blurred, the intense emotions began to dissipate, and the dominant thoughts began to return. Xia Shou slowly realized that he seemed to be doing something completely meaningless and absurd.

As reason returned and he became more aware, the pain in his little finger intensified until it became unbearable.

"Ha..." Xia Shou gasped, staring at his little finger that he had bent with his own hands, a huge sense of horror rising in his heart.

Damn!

Damn damn damn!

Hey Xia Shou, what the hell are you doing?!
Xia Shou clearly remembered his thoughts just now, and he was also very clear about his motives for breaking his finger.

But now, recalling that motive, he finds it so absurd that his own father, who had just woken up, had used such self-harming violence to threaten him!

Xia Shou looked at the scribbled words on the desk and the rough sketch of a portrait next to it. He slammed his fist on the desk, causing the pen holder to fall over.

He was so angry he wanted to yell, but remembering that Shangguan Yan was still sleeping in the next bedroom, he forced himself to suppress the urge to shout.

Xia Shou looked at his little finger, which was in excruciating pain and crooked, got up, took his coat off the hanger, and carefully put it on.

There's no other way, I still have to go to the hospital.

Xia Shou turned off the desk lamp, tiptoed out of the study, grabbed the key, gently opened the security door, and left home alone.

With a very, very faint "click" of the door closing, the apartment returned to its initial deathly silence.

In the unlit bedroom, Shangguan Yan, barefoot, leaned against the door, quietly listening to the sounds outside.

Once it was completely quiet outside, she opened the bedroom door and went into the study.

She woke up as Xia Shou awoke and got out of bed, but she remained silent, quietly observing his actions.

She didn't know what Xia Shou was doing in the study until he left home, at which point she decided to go and find out.

Shangguan Yan turned on the light, sat down at the desk, and used his phone to take pictures to record the position of every piece of paper and pen on the desk before he began to read the messy handwriting in the messages…

At six o'clock in the morning, Xia Shou returned from the hospital, his finger already repositioned and bandaged.

Xia Shou peeked into the bedroom and listened intently.

It was very quiet, which meant she was still asleep.

Xia Shou gently closed the door, placed the breakfast he had bought on the way on the table, and then slipped into the study to continue reading the messages he hadn't finished reading before.

The message was mainly divided into two parts. The first part threatened him, forcing him to do things according to the plan he had made when he first woke up.

What "the other party" asked him to do was kill.

He painted a very rough portrait of himself and then wrote a message about the person below it.

To be precise, it's uncertain, but it's possible information.

The portrait depicts a burly man with a thick, bushy beard. Although it is only a headshot, the strong lines of his features reveal him to be an incredibly powerful man. He didn't know why he had this impression; it was simply the feeling he had at first glance.

Below are some characteristics that this person might possess.

1. This person's sex drive must be very strong.

2. This person is not faithful in relationships, nor in physical intimacy. He has no interest in the opposite sex, only in physical intimacy, and when a female partner becomes pregnant, he is likely to lose interest in her.

3. This person doesn't mind his woman being enjoyed by other men. When they are having sex, he doesn't mind having multiple partners and even prefers to share with other males.

4. He is extremely strong, most likely much stronger than any athlete you see on TV.

5. Lack of ethical concepts.

6. In scientific thinking, they do not believe in natural selection, but strongly agree with the principle of use and disuse, and also strongly endorse the idea that dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes.

7. You must kill him with your own hands. (This time, it's not just about you physically killing him; you must make it clear that you killed him, and you must also make sure he understands that it was you who killed him.)

8. You may encounter supernatural phenomena.

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Xia Shou remembers that he did have something else to write, but his thoughts had gradually calmed down, and he felt that what he was doing was stupid.

Now, he has completely forgotten what he was supposed to write.

Xia Shou muttered a curse under his breath.

He was speechless. How could someone give him a few characteristics and then ask him to kill someone?
What a joke!

It can be said that the only clue with direction is this portrait. Apart from this portrait, the other features are completely worthless for searching.

But would he post this portrait online?
And even if they did find the person online and successfully murdered them.

If someone traces the source, wouldn't the police be able to catch him as the murderer immediately?

Thinking of this, Xia Shou suddenly froze, realizing that he was actually considering hiring someone to kill someone.

He found himself subconsciously intending to follow the other person's instructions, which was incredibly stupid!

This is not how a normal person thinks.

Let alone whether he can find them or not, even if he does find them and the person is right in front of him, would he really kill them?

Murder is illegal and punishable by imprisonment!
The dream world and such are just illusions caused by the illness, just things that are not real. Would he really kill someone because of this inexplicable dream?
Xia Shou recalled a news story about a man who was obsessed with feng shui. He calculated that there was someone in the village whose birth chart was incompatible with his and that they were incompatible. So, in order to defy fate, he killed the other person. Even when he was in court, he still felt that God would not let him die.

This person was eventually sentenced to death.

When Xia Shou saw this news, he thought the guy was so stupid that he was beyond words.

But when Xia Shou thought about the thought that had just crossed his mind, he realized that he was no different from that person.

If he really killed such a person, in court in the future, the judge will ask him why he killed him.

He would say, "Our world is just a small world; there are other worlds. I can only save more people in other worlds by killing this person in this world."

Thinking of this, Xia Shou's lips twitched, amused by his own words.

It's so absurd it's hilarious.

(End of this chapter)