Something's wrong with my roommate

Chapter 12

"Calm down, don't be impulsive."

Qiu Gongyue's voice sounded in the earphones, afraid that Xu Cheng would do bad things because of impulsiveness.

Xu Chengxin said that I am very calm now, and he can't move against a greasy middle-aged man like Kishida Jie.

Seeing that Kishida Jie still wanted to move his hands and feet, he stood up suddenly: "Mr. Kishida, if you want, I can call you and call two cowherds for you. I am here to be a model, not to be touched by you." .”

This is already considering Qiu Gongyue's action plan and suppressing his anger, otherwise Xu Cheng's fist has already landed on Kishida Jie's face at this time, letting him know how fierce the fierce man's anger is.

Hearing Xu Cheng's words, Kishida Jie's expression also became serious: "Miyagi-kun, you misunderstood, my appreciation of your body is just from the eyes of a painter, not some messy thing, I hope you don't think I sexual orientation is problematic."

Xu Cheng was dubious: "If that's the case, then I'm sorry."

Kishida Jie licked his lower lip and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just like a straightforward man like you."

He bit the word man a little bit hard.

Xu Cheng: "..."

Fuck, I feel like my virginity is in danger.

After such an interruption, Kishida Jie didn't bother to check his household registration. He took out a recruitment contract for Xu Cheng to sign, paid a deposit, and then brought him to the studio.

The studio is very spacious, there are many lifelike sketches of characters hanging on the wall, and the floor is full of waste paper and paint, which is a mess.

After entering the studio, Xu Cheng was extremely vigilant.

Qiu Gongyue speculates that Kishida Jie's ability is related to painting, so the place where he killed people is likely to be the studio.

Kishida Jie pointed to the chair by the wall and said, "Miyako-kun, just sit there."

It was a chair covered in paint, red, yellow, blue and green, and the traces of red were a bit like dried blood.

Xu Cheng sat down on the chair with a solemn heart, no accident happened, and no iron chains appeared suddenly to restrain him.

"Mr. Kishida, don't you need to make a pose?"

"You don't need 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 when painting, one needs to be naked.

Just take it off, it's not like running around naked in public, a man, don't need to care about this shame.

The only risk is probably that Kishida Jie might be unable to bear the animal desire halfway through and act irrationally.

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 Jie Kishida grabbing his clothes with both hands, taking off his clothes three times, five times and two times, revealing the figure of a middle-aged fat man.

Xu Cheng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he lost his voice, "What are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes."

Kishida Jie straightened his stomach and explained: "Didn't I say that I need to be naked when painting, because clothes will restrict my inspiration. You promised before, don't you suddenly want to go back on it now?"

Damn, so you said that the person who needs to be naked is yourself? !
Xu Cheng couldn't hold back anymore.

Do you know how determined it was for me to cast aside my shame and come here to undress?

You are the one who told me to take it off now, so I look dumb.

Kishida Jie saw his unacceptable expression, and suggested: "You can take it off if you want..."

"No!"

Xu Cheng interrupted him loudly: "I don't want to at all."

Who dares to let me take off my clothes, I will blow his dog's head off.

Kishida Jie seemed a little disappointed, and took the drawing board from the side: "Then let's start, please sit down."

Xu Cheng sat quietly on the chair. As the starless killer who gave the dead, at this moment, he was as obedient as an emotionless doll.

And Kishida Jie held a drawing board in his hand, walked around Xu Cheng, and kept moving the hand holding the paintbrush on the drawing board, with a very devoted expression.

Xu Cheng finally understood why Kishida had to emphasize that he would be naked when recruiting mannequins.

Kishida Jie's expression is sometimes excited, sometimes depressed, and he is fully absorbed in the painting. In the quiet studio room, there is only the sound of brushes being drawn on the drawing board.

Gradually, a sense of drowsiness hit Xu Cheng's brain, and his eyelids became heavy.

He wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but found that his limbs also became sore and weak.

Looking down, some white spots appeared on the skin of his hands, which were expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"what happened?"

Xu Cheng was startled, and looked up at Kishida Jie.

Kishida Jie's expression was distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, he was staring at the drawing board in his hand, and the hand holding the brush almost left an afterimage.

"It's almost done! It's almost done!"

He shouted frantically: "Another great painting is about to be completed."

……

The apartment was very quiet, except for the lights in the studio and living room, everything else was dark.

Qiu Gongyue appeared in the stairwell between the first and second floors like a ghost.

She invaded the apartment from the top of the building, and then searched carefully, and now only the first floor has not been searched.

Six people disappeared in this apartment one after another, and Kishida Jie seldom went out. The remains of those victims must still be left somewhere in the apartment.

Through the injuries of the remains, Kishida Jie's ability type can be judged, and targeted measures can be taken.

After all, there is only one chance, and if it fails, it is very likely that it will fall directly here like the last killer.

The conversation between Xu Cheng and Kishida Jie came from the earphones, which made Qiu Gongyue's evaluation of him rise a bit.

Being able to stabilize the target calmly, such a 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 pushed the door open and walked in.

This is a spacious room with a large number of plaster products, mutilated hands, feet 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 off forcefully, the inside was also made of plaster.

After trying several times in a row, it was the same. It seems that she guessed wrong, Kishida Jie did not use these plasters to hide the corpse.

However, behind Qiu Gongyue, several pieces of plaster suddenly floated up in the air, hands, feet, head and body were pieced together into a plaster figure, and they threw themselves at Qiu Gongyue.

　I've been reviewing, it's numb
　　
　
(End of this chapter)