My House of Horrors

Chapter 114 Heming Apartments

Three grand for the cheap one?

Chen Gong coughed and touched more than 20,000 yuan in his bag, still showing a calm performance: “Money is not a problem, but the new scene of the haunted house should be put into use by the day after tomorrow, it won't take that long. We don't have enough men. So you don't have all the materials in the warehouse? ”

“Materials are available.” The boss doesn't know why Chen Gong suddenly asked: “As long as you give it a few days, I guarantee you will be satisfied with this order. ”

“The new scene of the Haunted House is open the day after tomorrow, and this is not negotiable. ”

“We're not doing very well. Didn't you see the sign of the transfer hanging outside? Previously, I had to design and leave the other steps to the workers to do. As a result, the workers had to be fired in order to save money.” The boss doesn't want to give up Chen Gong's order either: “Or I'll call the workers tonight and kick you out of overtime in a week? ”

“It's been too long for a week. I'll use it the day after tomorrow. ”

“Even if I did everything I could, I could only make three or four the day after tomorrow.” The boss is helpless.

“You have plenty of material, but not enough manpower.” Chen Gong put down his backpack: “Why don't you lend me this workshop for 24 hours and I'll have the materials and stuff. ”

“Hmm?”

Talking, things started going in a strange direction, and the workshop owner didn't react at once: “So what am I doing? ”

“Just stand aside and watch.” Chen Gong started his fingers and watched in the house: “Anyway, you are not much of a person. After the transfer of the store, the materials accumulated in the warehouse should also be sold at a lower price or thrown away directly. Why don't you let me have a day? Rest assured, I will buy the materials at market price. ”

That's true, but something's wrong!

The slightly fat workshop owner thought about it for a long time and didn't seem to lose anything. He looked at Chen Song, who was eager to try, and nodded his head hard: “Okay, but you have to pay me 10,000 deposit first, how much material I deduct, and then return the rest to you. ”

“Deal. ”

Chen Gong paid the money and the slightly fat man entered the workspace inside, the place was huge, and there were tools on the ground.

“Are you sure you want to do this yourself?” The boss still has doubts about Chan Song: “If you need me, I can help you, I'm free anyway. ”

“I'll thank you first.” Chen Ge University internship saw something related in a toy factory and was clear about the use of various tools. After turning around, he took out his phone and dialed Li team's phone.

“Uncle Li, I want to trouble you with something about Twilight High School. ”

“The city bureau has closed the case, why are you still holding Twilight High School?” Each time Team Li answers Chen Song's phone call, he has a feeling of heartbeat and is afraid to hear any bad news.

“It has nothing to do with the cadaver case, I was thinking...”

“Don't get involved with this school anymore.” Team Lee's voice grew more serious: "According to a city bureau investigation, there may be other cases hidden inside before the school was established. ”

“Another case?” Chen Gong didn't ask: “Team Li, you misunderstood, I didn't want to get involved in your business. Didn't you tell Twilight High that something happened to a class? I was just wondering if there were any pictures of the 24 accidents in your files? ”

“Are you crazy? What are you looking for? ”

“It's really important, and I can't tell you why right now, but I'm sure I didn't mean it.” Chen Gong's creation of trustworthy bodies for those 24 pathologies to stop them from wandering is also an indirect good thing.

It took a long pause over the microphone before Li team's voice came out: "Don't mess with me! Remember to let me know the first time you find anything. All right, I'll take a look later. ”

The phone hung up, Chen Song didn't feel anything, but the fat boss next to him was afraid to talk. He hesitated for half a minute to ask next to Chen Song: “Are you a cop? ”

“Don't even think about it. Are the materials ready? ”

“All together.” The fat boss looked at Chen Song and even spoke with a lower voice.

“Okay, let's get to work.” Chen Gong and Fat Boss went first to prepare the clay, and a few minutes later, Li sent Chen Gong a photograph of twenty-six people, saying it was the only photograph in the file.

In the center of the picture is a fat old man with glasses, 25 students behind him.

“It's a lot easier to compare photos.” Chen Gong let Fat Boss stay far away, put the clay embryo on the board himself, roughly make a human head shape, then the primary talent activator is completely activated.

Using more than a dozen carving knives in the workshop, he made almost exactly the same head in a few minutes.

Flexible hands are like butterflies, skillfully switching between two dozen different sizes of carving knives, this scene makes fat owners look like they're watching a three-fold faster art documentary.

“What the hell does this guy do? ”

When the engraving is complete, Chen Gong carefully wipes his head with a wet sponge. His fingers contain a special force. After wiping, the mud embryo reveals the texture of human skin.

After a while, the embryo hardened, and he poured a sticky plaster on it, and then waited.

It takes about an hour for the plaster to solidify. With this kung fu, Chen Gong started making other heads again.

For an hour and a half, Chen Gong finished all the human head mud embryos, then removed the first few human head mud embryos from the coagulated plaster and filled them with a layer of latex, which is the doll's skin.

Apply evenly, Chen Gong puts a bendable patch into it, acts as the doll's spine, and then starts infusing the fill.

Once breathed, removing the time of plaster clotting, Chen Gong made a simulated human head only takes 10 minutes.

“It's getting late. Take the 10,000 deposit. Don't move anything in this workspace. I'll come back tomorrow to finish it.” Chen Gong washed his hands and was ready to go to Heming Apartment.

“Don't worry, I won't move.” Looking at the 24 simulated heads on the workbench, the fat boss shook a chill, and he saw a lot of the dolls, but Chen Song's dolls made him feel different. Very real, as if those heads were not mud embryos and would blink at any moment.

Backpacking, Chen Gong walked out of the underground workshop and took a taxi to Heming's apartment. The time he and Dr. Gao had agreed had come.

Through the bustling city, Chen Gong came to the old town, where buildings are generally not tall.

After a few relatively lively neighborhoods, the surrounding area slowly became quiet, and under the driver's guidance, Chen Guo finally arrived at Heming Apartment.