Devil Teacher

Yuchan, who wandered through his mind without memory, regained his mind.

She was holding a book in a bookshelf for Mary.

“..... ”

The eucalyptus ignored the four-leaf clover that had fallen to the ground and put the book back in.

When I checked the watch, it was two hours ago.

So, it's time to stand up with the book.

I can't believe he woke up for a while.

Was he such a memorable person?

With a carelessly bitter smile, Yuan asked for a cigarette at the auspices of the body that demanded nicotine.

It is written differently.

It's rarely the case now, but it's been a long time since I've been in my old memory.

After I regained consciousness, there was also the work of the king, like the flow of water.

The eunuchs who neatly organized the book came out to the garden to think about finding Mary once again.

It would have been a very complicated and busy day for her.

After the meal was served, Mary came to the eunuch, pretending to be willing to enter under him.

She responded by showing her photos and comments on the Internet.

There were countless women who tried to seduce him in reverse when he became a victim.

It was not a euphemism not to be able to break through the temptation of a boy who had no male experience.

Perhaps by now, my heart has been broken.

The more you do this, the more you have to be careful.

The durability of the human mind could also be ruined by a perpetual attempt to oppress beyond.

As a euphemism for knowing the value of long-term encounters, it was not a sad thing.

Then all you need is a break.

It is time to chew on today's despair, struggle with your feelings of helplessness, and help you master your position as an underdog.

After returning to the kitchen and washing the dishes roughly, she finally checked the iron door where Mary was trapped and left the mansion.

Until the sun came, it was midnight, but now it's Sakaman night.

Yuchan had a good night.

When I was breathing good night air into my lungs, all kinds of inspiration and ideas came to mind.

I opened the driver's seat on the SUV, leaving the biting buttock roughly open.

Seo-hyun and Naye's succession were completed and the people were cleared to some extent, so now it is time to cross Eugene.

I should say I mopped too much.

In order to do so, we must remove her mother, who is the biggest obstacle.

The means and plans for perfect execution were perfectly in place.

In the first place, we had to decide when to pull the rope.

Three days, maybe a week.

With his eyes closed while he was tired, Yuan leaned on the seat and grabbed the handle.

And when his gaze touched the rear-view mirror, Yuchan quietly turned off the car's starter.

The feeling of disguise I've felt since I started.

An abnormal sign that he was not immediately aware of because he had a lot of bad thoughts.

It was a red hat that was placed in the back seat.

That dirty, bloody thing.

I had no choice but to wait.

It was used by a man who was stalking Seo-hyun.

“Well....”

After killing the stalker, his body is thrown into the purification tank.

After many years of neglect, I believed that if it were a place where no one could hear, it would rot.

I can't believe there's a hat in the back of the car.

I intuitively noticed what X wanted.

2.

Yuan did not install a black box in the car.

When a traffic accident occurs, it is likely that the problem will become somewhat complicated, but he decided that he did not need to put a black box in the car that would be proof of all kinds of offences.

For the same reason, the mountainside of this mansion is not equipped with any protective facilities.

So there was no way to see by video who put this hat here.

It wasn't until I got to the mansion that I left it in for Mary to play with, but I was staring away from the car for a day, so I couldn't even build a certain exact time.

I scoured the surroundings knowing it might be meaningless.

The results are as expected.

If he was whining around to see how the eunuchs reacted, he would have shot him in the head with an axe, but of course, the unsub left.

There are so many queens, so I always had a habit of remembering the faces of the people around me when I was walking the streets.

To be vigilant if there is too much overlap or too much stumbling on too many paths.

I looked around, paying attention to all my actions.

X has never been seen in the eyes of such a eunuch.

I won't do anything about catching my tail while roaring around comfortably.

Then it's game time from now on.

It was a total of two times that X approached the euthanasia directly or indirectly.

The first is the body in the chair.

It was a performance and a trap to reveal that he existed.

He threatened the Domingons to move the body and induced Yuan to mistakenly kill her as a true culprit.

The second is a stalker.

Seong-seong sent a stalker to Yuan, who surrounded Seo-hyun.

The problem is that I can't even guess why I did it.

Did you want to make Suspense look like Hitchcock?

Did you want to create a situation of crisis and watch the escape of Yuan?

There is one thing that all of these events have in common.

Interest-oriented behavior everywhere.

If what X wants is the destruction of the eucalyptus, you don't have to go back to the ice like this.

There were as many ways of destroying the social status of the laity as possible.

Then why did he leave his hat in the car?

The third notable part of the riddle is not the result of the hat being in the car, but the purpose.

In other words, all you have to do is analogize the message that X wants to tell you through this hat.

Yuchan stepped on Excel and left the mansion.

The answer is very simple.

This is an invitation.

An invitation that cannot be refused unless you kill a stalker.

The destination of Yuan was Incheon's Lung Logistics Center.

My body is tired.

Enough to get tired of your head.

However, my heart is beating.

Even if the presence of X itself was the key to encouraging destruction, the euphoria was satisfactory.

The sprint towards destruction is always beautiful and pleasant.

3.

Yuchan parked his car in a public parking lot nearby.

It will take about 30 minutes to jump to the destination, but I was comfortable on this side.

One of the big reasons serial killers get caught is because they get bigger and bigger.

Killing one person doesn't mean getting caught, so killing another person and bullying the victim more and more lazily and boldly will end up getting caught.

Though I thought of myself as a flattened person, I did not always lose consciousness and moderation before doing anything dangerous.

Also, diligence and integrity are precious virtues.

If this is the case, we should rest tomorrow at the institute.

Yoh, I worked diligently for a few months, so there was a year left.

Finally, the CCTV was headed to the affected destination as far as possible for a complete infiltration.

This is also a pretty cumbersome task to get back on track.

Unlike China, CCTVs installed in Korea had their own regularity, so it is not difficult to avoid cameras without prior investigation.

The two adult men, who snuck over the stone wall to help close it, were finally able to reach the logistics center of the Great Barracks.

The logistics center was not a very good place to remember.

That's where you got your taser hit by an ugly stalker.

Besides, I had to dislodge my thumb to take off my handcuffs.

He was just an ugly loser in his life who said he was going to get revenge, and it was a very tiring process to trample him to pay for it.

I'd rather be a pretty girl with a stalker.

Then maybe we could have a little more fun?

With no meaningful thoughts, the last witness, Salpin Yuchan, stepped into the underground parking lot.

The hand has a little hand axe in the bag.

A hand axe from JEEP for camping.

The campfire's firewood was cut down or cut down the branches, but in my experience, the human body was also cut down nicely.

This did not exclude the possibility of being a trap as far as the induction of X.

Just like the stalker we met last time, a follower of X with a mental illness might emerge from the starry darkness.

It's like I always say, but it can't be bad for Mansa.

After briefly adjusting his eyes to the darkness, he saw a dazzling light descending along the ramp with an anti-slip groove.

The last time I was here, it was completely dark, except for the portable lantern, and in the meantime, should I do the interior again?

A desolate underground parking lot constructed of urethane, not epoxy, like an old building.

The Bongo car that I left behind before disappeared somewhere.

Replacing it was a mini gallery designed to showcase the work.

Three halogen spotlights illuminating the work.

A white wall that stretches like a three-dimensional coordinate.

The work of the artist pouring his soul over the white cloth on the floor shows off its utility.

Even the eunuchs who thought they were familiar with the everyday routine lost their words for a while.

“These things aren't popular with Mid these days. ”

A bizarre, erratic objec was surprisingly composed of the bodies of two women.

One who grabs his stomach leather and opens it like a curtain.

One of them is sitting in front of him, tucking his head in.

To maintain the posture, the arm and leg are covered with a splash wire to support the shape.

It is displayed in the light and carries plants and flowers instead of clothes.

A crown of old oak, a magenta cord tied to an arm and leg, a cosmos in the ear, and a red poppy with pale lips.

The two girls, whose poor sacrifices were evident, were showing off their final beauty on the path of death.

Despite manipulating the corpse, so natural body movements and a subtle smile on the mouth make me feel alive, even if I move now.

If it wasn't made of a real corpse, it was made using mannequins or beeswax dolls, it would give a glimpse of the aesthetic qualities that are high enough to be recognized for its artistic value.

Euchan, who was holding his arm for a while and watching it carefully, noticed who was the main character of the work.

Two sisters that Stalker killed.

I didn't hit it with a place.

Stalker apparently kidnapped and raped two sisters and killed them.

In the process, I could also hear that I had my sister eat her dead sister's womb first.

If it's an image of this work, it's probably my sister who kneels and squeezes her face through the skin of her stomach.

Yuchan sneaks up on the body.

For simple confirmation.

The body must become incredibly pale no matter what treatment it undergoes.

It is natural to think that the blood on human skin is caused by spinning blood.

But these corpses are as vivid as they are alive under such bright lights.

Then of course it will be makeup.

The eunuch takes the handkerchief out of his arms and thoroughly wipes the chest of the body open with the hide of his stomach.

Where would a sadistic rapist be the first to get hurt?

It is a woman's breast or neck.

After scouring the hardened chest several times with a cloth, a deep powder reveals a bruise and an earlobe-shaped bruise.

When he checked the stalker's crooked teeth, he could add conviction to his hypothesis.

There is no way that a stalker who was killed suddenly resurrected and made such a delicate work.

Moreover, the nobility and aesthetic sensation of the whole piece is too great for the stalker to make.

The euphemism flashed.

I don't know if it's the work of X or the work of a mentally ill artist who was hired by X.

Artwork is like the identity of an artist.

That's how much the artist's spiritual world and values are embedded.

Communist buggers, printed correspondence.

Unlike the mineral clues I've been through.

It was more likely to be close to X than any of the clues.

He looked around once or twice and began to observe the artwork closely. [Reviews] I have something to say. I'll play a fun gag.

Q. What if the couple goes up the mountain?

A. 쁏 Come on.

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