It's time to become an evil god.

This place looks more like a slaughterhouse.

The walls were covered with all sorts of secretly taken photos. Bai Ge glanced at them and found that they bore a striking resemblance to the girls in the missing person notices posted on the roadside earlier.

"Could it be..."

After thinking for a moment, Bai Ge clapped his hands, revealing a look of sudden realization, "This is what they call shaving and then kidnapping a high school girl?"

The wooden cabinet in the corner made a rustling sound, as if something inside was knocking against the wooden door.

Bai Ge walked over and opened the wooden cabinet door. Inside, a bald, middle-aged man wearing only a pair of underwear was bound hand and foot. Upon seeing Bai Ge, the man shook his head repeatedly, pleading for help with a terrified expression.

"You are not... "

Bai Ge frowned, squatted down, tore open the sealing tape, and asked seriously, "Old Wang next door who plays rope bondage SM?"

"help me……"

The middle-aged man, his face ashen, trembled with fear, his lips quivering uncontrollably, his voice incoherent, "My son, Alai, he's gone mad! He's already tricked several people into coming home to kill and dismember them, and he even said he's going to kill me tonight and turn me into a puppet!"

"Alai?"

hum.

Bai Ge's mind went blank for a moment. The confident reply left him feeling a little dazed. Recalling the fearful and uneasy look on Alai's face earlier, he didn't know which Oscar-winning actor to believe for a while.

In Bai Ge's memory, apart from being a bit withdrawn, Alai did not show any antisocial personality tendencies.

So the only possibility is...

Bai Ge's phone vibrated in his pocket. He answered the call, and A Lai's urgent voice came from the other end.

"Bai Ge? Where are you now? I understand, I understand everything. Please don't go into my father's room."

Bai Ge raised her head, her gaze unreadable as she looked at the man who had untied the ropes. In the dim light, the middle-aged man's expression was gloomy and eerie.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, the tone on the phone became increasingly urgent, as if gradually losing patience, and the volume was raised.

"Bai Ge? Are you still there? Did you go inside? Is he with you? Don't believe his lies! He's lying to you!"

“Alai”.

Bai Ge changed the subject, lowered his voice, and said calmly, "Do you remember that strange thing that happened when we were kids? We saw a black cat shoot off a mouse's ear with a gun."

The other person paused for a moment, then said definitively, "...Of course I remember, that incident was indeed very eerie. Why did you suddenly bring it up?"

"..."

"Hey, Bai Ge, are you still there?"

"..."

"Bai Ge?"

"..."

"You've been exposed, haven't you?"

Bai Ge took a deep breath and sneered, "Idiot, that's Black Cat Sheriff."

Without saying a word, he immediately hung up the phone and turned it off. Then he turned around abruptly and looked at the middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "What...what are you going to do?"

"There's no time, come with me."

Bai Ge rushed to the sealed doors and windows, swung the iron chair and smashed the wooden planks nailed to them. With a crisp, loud crash, the glass shattered, and the rain and wind from outside rushed in instantly.

Bai Ge grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, dragged him to the window, and shouted, "Jump!"

"Wait a moment."

The middle-aged man's face turned pale. He glanced at the dark night sky and said nervously, "Jump from here? This is the third floor!"

"It's fine."

Bai Ge grabbed his arm, leaned close to his ear to comfort him, and shouted through the rain, "Back then, I had a friend who went to find college students for part-time jobs in the middle of the night, only to run into a police raid on prostitution. He immediately performed a Shaolin martial arts lightness skill for the officers who rushed in, and jumped off the seventh floor."

"and then?"

“The grass on his grave has been trimmed several times now.”

"Hey, wait a minute."

Before the middle-aged man could fully react, he saw Bai Ge's indifferent expression, reached out and pushed him. Bai Ge lost his balance and fell from the rooftop, which was more than ten meters high, into the dark rain, disappearing without a trace.

Bai Ge turned around and headed out of the room and downstairs. Suddenly, the telephone in the room rang crisply. Bai Ge stopped and hesitated for a moment before picking up the receiver.

A sinister, eerie voice came from the other end of the phone, stiff and numb, like a corpse that had spoken.

"Look back behind you?"

"No, goodbye."

Bai Ge decisively threw down the phone and ran straight towards the door.

Lightning flashed across the dark room, casting two shadows on the floor.

One is Bai Ge's.

Another, even taller, dark figure loomed behind them, its movements stiff as if it were a puppet on strings.

Suddenly, a shrill scream filled with resentment came from behind Bai Ge.

Why did you want to kill me?

He finally couldn't resist his curiosity and slowly turned around.

Thin arms clung to the window, scratching wildly. Pieces of flesh peeled away from the middle-aged man's face, and his jawline was replaced by a row of sharp blades, as he roared incessantly. His arms and legs stretched to an inhuman length.

It looks exactly like a doll.

Bai Ge paused for a moment, then forced a smile. "Hey, friend, have you ever thought about guarding LeBron James next season?"

Chapter Eleven: I'm Just an Ordinary Person

Bai Ge opened his eyes again, and a blinding light shone directly into his pupils, forcing him to close his eyes again. His mind was still a blur.

With her hands bound and fixed to the cold dissection table, Bai Ge squinted, trying her best to see her surroundings clearly.

I could vaguely see all sorts of chilling weapons hanging on the walls, and swollen, pale human heads soaking in yellowish liquid in glass bottles on the shelves.

In the corner lay a half-open body bag, swarming with flies that buzzed around it.

He moved the overhead shadowless lamp away, and stared intently at Bai Ge with bloodshot eyes.

He could still hear the ticking of a clockwork mechanism, a ticking countdown. Looking through the dusty mirror hanging on the wall, Bai Ge saw that his reflection had a strange mechanical device on his head, similar to the jaw tearer from Saw.

After a tentative struggle, Bai Ge quickly gave up.

However, the subtle noises they made still attracted the attention of the other party.

The mysterious figure, who had been facing away, turned around, and in the dim light, a pale and gaunt face appeared before them.

The white coat was so worn that its original color was no longer visible; oil stains and bloodstains were mixed together on it, and his hair was a mess. He looked more like a butcher in a slaughterhouse than a doctor.

The basement was filled with the stench of decay and disinfectant. Alai held two scalpels, rubbing them together incessantly, his movements stiff, as if there was no longer any need for pretense.

"you're awake."

Alai turned his head expressionlessly, and Bai Ge could only see his true appearance under the light.

The shadow cast on the wall behind him was that of a woman wearing a long dress and with disheveled hair.

"What a disappointment."

Bai Ge let out a soft breath, curled her lips, and looked slightly disappointed. "I thought I would wake up as a girl, but I didn't expect you to just encounter an ordinary serial killer."

"???"

Bai Ge glanced at the corpses, both men and women, neatly arranged in a row and turned into dolls, their faces covered in thick paint and their lips curving into stiff smiles. He tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, “Seriously, I know a really great psychologist. You should go see him about your weird fetish.”

Even his emotionless tone faltered. Alai, wearing a white coat, involuntarily twitched at the corner of his mouth, clenched his fists as if his blood pressure was rising, and said through gritted teeth, "These are my family members."

"Family members can be humane."

He said coldly, "But you can't make it this spooky."

"..."

Bai Ge took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Actually, if you don't mind, I can be your ancestor too."

Tick, tick.

"Alai" pressed the remote control in his hand, and the countdown speed obviously increased.

"hiss."

Bai Ge took a deep breath and even managed to squeeze out a smile through the narrow gap of the jaw ripper, showing absolutely no fear.

"Actually, Alai and the middle-aged man were already dead."

"really."

Alai said coldly, "This guy tried to send you a message for help before he died, but unfortunately the message didn't go through. I found his phone, slightly modified the message content, and then sent it to you."

Bai Ge remained unmoved, as if he already knew the answer.

"Was that text message a trick you used to lure the victim here and turn them into your puppet? What kind of monster are you, Billy? Annabelle?"

The other party did not answer, leaving Bai Ge in suspense.

Bai Ge didn't give up and continued, "Let me guess, your true form is probably a short dwarf with little combat ability, only able to hide behind and manipulate puppets, right?"

Bai Ge glanced at the bloodstains on the operating table and suddenly remembered the missing person notice posted at the alley entrance. She chuckled and turned to look at the other person.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Alai" brandished the sharp scalpel in his hand and said emotionlessly, "This is a scalpel with hundreds of lives on its hands."

"A few hundred lives? That's incredible?"

Bai Ge asked in a serious tone, "Is that a gynecological scalpel?"

Alai ignored the other person's words, seemingly thinking that the guy in front of him was beyond redemption, and asked in a cold and eerie voice, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"After this is so troublesome, can you scatter my ashes in the sea?"