It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge seemed completely unconcerned about the increasingly rapid countdown, and replied seriously, "I still want to have fun after I die."

Drop drop drop.

The countdown of the jaw-ripping device on his head ended, and a powerful tearing force ripped Bai Ge's jaw apart at a 120-degree angle. Thick blood sprayed onto the operating light, staining it a red shadow.

The person on the operating table twitched a few times, their hands hanging limply at their sides, blood soaking the entire operating table, and remained motionless.

A moth fluttered back and forth around the blood-stained lampshade.

Alai slumped down like a puppet that had suddenly lost its soul. A small hand suddenly emerged from the chest beneath the white coat, followed by the cautious head of a doll. The doll, dressed in a suit, emerged as if removing its costume and stood before the operating table.

It picked up the scalpel that had fallen to the ground, skillfully cut the restraints on the corpse's wrists, and began preparing for the dissection.

The first thing he had to do was cut off the guy's tongue and soak it in formalin.

The basement was deathly silent, except for the faint creaking of the puppet's joints as they turned.

The doll was about to turn around and grab the glass bottle on the table when suddenly, a cold hand grabbed its wrist.

In an instant, the basement fell into dead silence.

The doll's head was mechanically rotated 180 degrees. The corpse behind it had somehow sat up from the dissection table. Its mouth, which had been torn beyond recognition by the jaw ripper, was gushing blood. Its sinister and eerie eyes were fixed on the doll.

Fine silver threads, like parasites, emerged from the torn jaw, writhing incessantly. Compared to the moving puppet before him, this creature with countless fishhook-like threads emerging from the depths of its throat seemed more like a monster.

His wobbly chin seemed about to fall to the ground at any moment, and he could only produce indistinct syllables through his vocal cords.

"Hehehe, I finally caught you."

"..."

Even the puppets were horrified by this scene.

"What the hell are you?"

Bai Ge, supporting his chin which was about to fall off with one hand, mumbled, "I'm just an ordinary person."

Chapter Twelve: "Open the door, police!"

Bai Ge raised his head. Because of the blood, the fishing line coming out of his mouth had turned scarlet. A chilling smile appeared on his lips as he snapped his fingers at the puppet in front of him.

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The sound of doors and windows being closed echoed from outside the basement, instantly filling the old house with an ominous premonition. Even the corpses placed in the basement as dolls began to move slowly. The fine fishing lines manipulated the corpses, making them seem to come alive in an instant.

The puppet stretched its jaws wide, filled with confusion and fear. The creature before it, with its jaw torn apart and its gaping maw, looked more like a terrifying demon from legend!

"What...what are you...?"

"What am I? Here's a hint."

Bai Ge pointed to the gaping maw and said, "First, you can rule out the Blue-Eyes White Dragon."

"..."

Even though it was an inanimate object, the puppet felt its blood pressure spike and its fists harden.

If I had known more about the other person, I might have actually killed him on the spot.

"Aren't you curious why I can't die even after turning into this grotesque mess?"

Bai Ge, whose head was still covered by a jaw tearer, did not answer the puppet's question. Instead, he slowly walked to the corner, leaving a shocking trail of dripping blood on the ground.

Wherever Bai Ge went, he left behind a series of obvious bloodstains.

"If I had come in with my real identity from the beginning, how could I have lured you into your true form?"

Hooked?

The puppet belatedly realized that this guy had been setting things up since he walked in.

This body is merely bait to lure him out; his true form might even be hidden somewhere inside the villa—no, he might not have even stepped through the gate at all!

Extend five fingers to start the countdown.

If an unarmed ordinary person is a horror movie, then Bai Ge, who finds the cleaver, turns it into an action movie. And what follows is a medical anatomy tutorial and a crime drama from the Legal Online column.

He gripped the blood-stained cleaver, and a whisper, like that of a wicked god, quietly echoed in the ear of the doll Billy.

"Let's play hide-and-seek!"

"ten."

"Nine."

"..."

From the moment the first syllable was uttered, the puppet darted out the door and vanished without a trace.

As the countdown reached zero, Bai Ge, who was sitting on the dissection table, stood up, stretched his shoulders, turned off the lights in the basement, closed the door, and dragged the heavy cleaver out the door.

Bai Ge walked unhurriedly toward the sound in the corridor, turned on the old record player in the living room, and heard the eerie German murder tune from the musical "Dagger McKee" from the Three Cents musical.

To the puppet Billy, it was as if the call of death was echoing in the victim's ears, and the monster in the black rubber raincoat was like the Grim Reaper walking in the abandoned mansion, ready to reap the victim's head at any moment.

The entire villa was covered with fine fishing lines, shimmering with a subtle, cold light, like an all-encompassing spider web, waiting for its prey to take the bait.

Even the middle-aged man who had been turned into a monster was now bound together. Suddenly, his head was turned 180 degrees, and he coldly looked at his master.

Thin threads were wrapped around the windows and doors, leaving the puppets with only a few places to stand; the entire villa had been compromised.

The countdown behind him continued. The puppet had no choice but to carefully dodge the thin, sharp fishing line, open the attic door, and tiptoe inside.

The attic was cluttered with miscellaneous items, and the floor, which hadn't been cleaned in a long time, was covered in dust, leaving a trail of footprints as you walked by.

The puppet crouched by the door, listening intently to the sounds outside. At first, it heard the rustling of drawers and cabinets, as if searching for a target. Several times, footsteps echoed in the corridor near the attic door, and the creaking sound of shoes on the wooden floor could be clearly heard.

A few minutes later, there was complete silence outside the attic.

Time passed second by second, and apart from the sudden burst of opera music, not a single footstep could be heard.

The puppet breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt as if some gaze was watching it from behind, and heard strange rustling noises in its ears. It instinctively turned around and was startled by the noises behind it.

The silent figure remained motionless in the shadows of the attic.

After waiting a few seconds without any movement, the puppet cautiously approached, only to discover upon closer inspection that it was actually a puppet made from a corpse. Its face was covered in thick white foundation, with conspicuous rouge painted on its cheekbones.

"It was a false alarm."

The puppet breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, preparing to tiptoe to the door, looking for an opportunity to escape. However, in the instant he turned around, a chilling thought suddenly surged into his mind, and he froze on the spot.

All the dolls made from corpses were placed in the basement. Where did this extra corpse doll come from?

No, this isn't a doll-like corpse he created!

Thinking of this, a soft clicking sound came from behind him. He didn't know when it had started, but the corpse doll had gradually emerged from the darkness and silently appeared behind him.

Even inanimate objects are gripped by fear at this moment.

"And who are you...?"

A low, eerie laugh emanated from that face that seemed to be smiling but wasn't.

Bai Ge chuckled sinisterly, "Didn't we just meet?"

Could it be that...

The puppet suddenly realized that this guy had been hiding in the corner pretending to be a corpse all along!

Pretending to be a corpse in a dangerous and unknown house? This is hardly something a carbon-based life form would do!

For a moment, the puppet even wanted to ask him if he had ever thought about home after being on Earth for so long.

Suddenly, the door behind them was smashed open, and a sharp cleaver pierced through the door panel and embedded itself, gleaming eerily in the moonlight. Behind the broken door was a dark corridor where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Suddenly, a scarlet eye flashed, and a cold hand reached out from the doorway and firmly grabbed the puppet's shoulder.

"hey-hey."

A despairing sound came from outside the door.

"Game over, got you!"

……

With a bandage wrapped around its mouth, the puppet was dragged from the attic to the living room. Bai Ge didn't rush to complete the system's task. Instead, he carefully laid a layer of plastic film on the floor, preparing to dissect the thing little by little, hoping to dig out more secrets from its mouth.

After all, this is the first strange creature that can be communicated with.

Boom, boom, boom.

Just as they were about to take action, a heavy, urgent knocking sound came from outside the door, along with an impatient urging voice.

"Open the door, police!"

Chapter Thirteen: You are the legendary Minister of Justice?

Blue and red lights flickered in the deep alley, illuminating the gloomy darkness. A police officer in a raincoat stood at the door and impatiently knocked again.

Finally, the door opened a crack, and a pale-faced young man holding a doll rubbed his eyes and glanced at it.

The moment the door opened, the two policemen seemed to smell a pungent, unpleasant odor, and they both took a step back and rubbed their noses.

One of the officers coughed and said, "Hello."

Bai Ge said calmly, "I'm not good."

???

This reply left the two officers completely bewildered.

Bai Ge said with a hint of resentment, "I was sleeping soundly when I woke up and suddenly remembered that I forgot to take my sleeping pills before going to sleep. I was just about to take two pills to go to sleep when you knocked on the door. My hand trembled and I swallowed half a bottle of pills."

Two officers gasped, and the other officer asked cautiously, "Sir, do you need us to take you to the hospital?"

"It's fine."

Bai Ge waved his hand and said, "It's just half a bottle of sleeping pills. I'll go online and check which Meng Po soup tastes the best."

"..."

The two police officers exchanged a glance. They usually did good deeds and accumulated good karma, so how could they have encountered such a person?

"Ahem, here's the thing. There have been a lot of missing persons cases lately, and we'd like to know if you saw any suspicious people around here tonight?"

"I didn't see any suspicious people, but I did find a suspicious doll."