252: Chapter 241: Natural Enemy 252: Chapter 241: Natural Enemy Fernando Kimberley
Naless Orphanage, one of the mbers of the teaching team, himself known as the “Heart Piercing Murderer”.
Fifteen years ago, he “graduated” from the orphanage and beca a murderer among organizations.
Due to his excellent performance over two years, he excelled in expression and teaching and thus obtained the position of a teacher.
Over thirteen years of teaching, he has nurtured many murderers.
His reputation is neither particularly good nor bad, but most students rember him.
Simply because he is one of the most disgusting mbers of the teaching team.
The expression of his penetrating trait also gives him a strong expression of certain desires, which naturally fell upon the students as well.
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Staff dormitory.
After getting off work, Wendy paced back and forth in her bedroom,
According to the plan, Mr.
Di would make his move on Kimberley tonight, and this teacher was also one of the staff she disliked the most.
However, Wendy had never suffered under Kimberley’s oppression when she lived in the orphanage.
Because she was top of her class, she was given more als daily, and occasionally allowed extra als.
Due to her fast eating trained from a young age, and her love for fried chicken and cola, she maintained a very fat physique since the age of six, not fitting Kimberley’s “targets”.
But Wendy’s only childhood friend had once received “special treatnt” from Kimberley and eventually developed a Thought Corner, being categorized as a common Pseudo-Person by the organization and had her pituitary gland removed early on.
Tonight’s plan required her to stay in the bedroom throughout, waiting for Mr.
Di to complete the killing.
Upon the announcent of Kimberley’s death tomorrow, she would provide an alibi for Mr.
Di.
But when the plan was executed tonight, Wendy was unusually irritable.
It was way past the expected ti, yet Mr.
Di had not returned.
She clung to the door like a spider, stretching her ears like balloons trying to hear the footsteps of Mr.
Di outside, but she heard nothing.
It’s now been a full half hour past the planned ti,
Even after suppressing repeatedly with the grey matter between brains, out of worry for her master and strong animosity towards an old enemy, she decided to go against her master’s arrangent and actively search for him.
Suddenly.
A spark of light flashed through her brain, she could even faintly hear the sound of a balloon exploding inside Wendy’s brain.
She thought of a better thod than staying in the bedroom making false testimonies.
Even if an accident occurred in the process of killing Kimberley, it would completely avoid the risk of Mr.
Di being discovered.
With that in mind, thinking of possibly getting praised for the new plan and eager to et up with her master,
She decisively left the bedroom and moved quickly towards the direction of the viewing hall.
Sticking to the walls, crawling on the floor, and sotis proceeding on the ceiling.
She knew the orphanage incredibly well, clearly aware of where the surveillance caras were located.
In situations where she couldn’t avoid surveillance, she would use balloons for blocking.
In less than five minutes she reached the viewing hall where every Wednesday and weekend evening they were arranged to watch horror movies thed around murderers, to lay the foundation for the future Fear Embodint.
Seeing that the back door of the viewing hall was open, Wendy knew that teacher Kimberley had gone to the restroom.
At the sa ti, the grey matter in her brain also sensed Mr.
Di’s location.
[Ladies’ restroom]
Wendy imdiately showcased the basic skills of a murderer, making all her movents soundless, even her breathing absorbed by the balloons.
She moved toward the entrance of the ladies’ restroom,
her back against the wall.
Wendy didn’t go in right away,
She reached her hand into her right eye, easily taking out the entire eyeball, where at the tail of the eyeball the nerves could be seen, though resembling a structure more like balloon strings.
Wendy began to “inflate” this eyeball.
The injection of helium made the eyeball slightly swell and capable of floating in the air by itself.
Under the control of the eyeball nerves,
the eyeball slowly drifted towards the entrance of the ladies’ restroom,
The internal visuals were successfully captured,
as Wendy heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing Mr.
Di unhard.
She arrived just in ti as the two were about to clash.
Across from her, Teacher Kimberly had already exhibited the perfect concretization of fear, donning a slender structure of the Murderer’s mask.
Luo Di had also put on a mask.
Though both exhibited the attributes of a Murderer and were wearing masks, there was no balance between them.
Wendy could clearly see the cold sweat streaming down Kimberly’s cheeks.
“The gap is too wide… Master’s mask is the real mask.”
Wendy had thought that Kimberly, being a teacher, could hold on a little longer, but it seed that he had neglected his training during his ti at the orphanage, and his strength had not increased but decreased.
anwhile, Luo Di had beco even stronger during his recent days at the orphanage.
The outco was decided in a single move.
This move Wendy had seen before; it was the ‘Heart Piercing’ technique Luo Di had learnt from her.
However, tonight was the first ti it was used in actual killing, and whether in lethality, precision, or strength, it was on another level.
Luo Di just had to endure Kimberly’s piercing to get close.
His left hand struck instantly, aiming for the pituitary, although it seed like it was targeting the heart.
That left arm, covered in burn scars, forcibly pierced through Kimberly’s jaw, straight into the brain, destroying the pituitary cleanly and without any superfluous movents.
Such a move was specifically a killer of Pseudo-People, practically the natural enemy of Pseudo-People.
Moreover, there was one more critical point.
The mask on Luo Di’s face was quite special, even emitting an intangible aura.
Thus, during the final close approach, Kimberly was completely frozen in place, unable to even perform the most basic evasion.
As a Pseudo-Person, he felt a fundantal fear of Luo Di.
“Indeed, Master’s mask is extraordinary.
It was the sa when I was executed in prison, it seems he wore this mask too… only I can’t rember clearly; it seems my brain has completely erased any mory associated with seeing the mask.
What exactly does Master’s mask look like?”
Driven by curiosity, Wendy began to extend her eyeballs, drifting them into the female restroom, trying to get a clear view of the mask Mr.
Di was wearing.
But as soon as her eyeballs began to float, they were perceived by Luo Di,
and a burst of aura hit her,
Wendy only felt her body wrapped by nurous tentacles, her vision covered in grey, unable to move.
Presumably, Kimberly had just felt the sa sensation.
The next second, this state was lifted, and she was pulled into the female restroom.
Luo Di grabbed her by the neck and pressed her against the wall with one hand.
The mask had already disappeared, replaced by Luo Di’s own face.
But his expression was not as calm and gentle as before; his eyes streaked with red veins, overflowing with killing intent.
“Didn’t I tell you to wait in the bedroom?”
“Master… I… I was worried about you!
It’s already past eleven o’clock, and you never used to be out this late.
Plus, I thought of a better, less risky way.”
Luo Di judged from the color tone that she wasn’t lying, and gradually loosened the grip of his hand around her neck.
“What way?”
As Wendy seriously presented her thoughts and ideas, Luo Di thought about it briefly and then nodded, “Not a bad idea.”
The mont Wendy received Luo Di’s affirmation, her eyes teared up and her body shook with excitent.
Her plan was simple: to ‘expose herself’ intentionally.
To make the teacher’s killings appear as her solo acts, letting the Venerable attribute all bla to her, thus diverting attention away from Luo Di.
This was even safer than fabricating evidence.
“Master, you should go back now.
I’ve mostly blocked the surveillance along the way with balloons, and the rest can be simply avoided.
Leave this to to handle.”
With that, Wendy reached into her abdon and pulled out a saw blade designed for dismbering, cheerfully pointing it at Teacher Kimberly, lying in a pool of blood.
Luo Di didn’t leave, instead he coldly responded, “No… your plan can still be optimized a bit more.”
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