Chapter 261 Doctor Song, you are truly worthy of your name! There was a crisp "click" sound. The door behind Zhang Feng seemed to close automatically. The lights in the room also turned on at this time. The scene inside was clearly printed in Zhang Feng's mind. The surrounding area is pure white. In the middle is a white operating table with a white floor. The walls are also white, and the floor is also covered with white tiles. It looks extremely clean. But in such a clean and fresh room, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood!
Moreover, Zhang Feng's eyes were immediately attracted by the huge cabinet in front of the wall.
Because the shelves above the cabinet are filled with all kinds of bottles and jars, large and small, layer by layer. All these bottles and jars are transparent, and the items inside are all bright red!
It was in sharp contrast to the room as white as snow. It’s really eye-catching!
Those bright red bottles and jars probably explained the strong smell of blood in this room. This disgusting smell, not to mention Mu Qianqian, Qin Huan and the others. Even if the old detectives Officer Hu and Officer Ma came, they couldn't help but feel their stomachs churning and vomit. After all, Zhang Feng's expression was a bit unnatural. However, Dr. Song entered this room with a look of enjoyment. He even spread his arms and turned around in this room. Breathe deeply and hard! It's like tasting this incomprehensible deliciousness. Even Zhang Feng didn't need to know what Dr. Song had done. The way he is sniffing this disgusting smell so greedily now can also prove that
This is a perversion!
A complete pervert!
Zhang Feng has already labeled Dr. Song like this. And if nothing else, this label will never be changed again. Doctor Song, who walked around the room several times, waved to Zhang Feng. "Come, come, come here, I'll show you the work of art made by myself!" As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation towards the cabinet filled with various bottles and cans. The things in the glass jars on the shelf were actually turned into works of art by him?
Then your artistic taste is indeed in line with your perverted personality!
Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. But he still walked forward. Seeing Zhang Feng approaching, Dr. Song showed a happy smile on his face.
Then he came directly to Zhang Feng, took a jar from the shelf next to him and said to Zhang Feng: "Look!" Zhang Feng took a closer look!
"I rely on!" He subconsciously let out a low cry. He couldn't even explain what was inside! Doctor Song gently shook the jar in his hand, and an object hit the edge of the jar with a "ding" sound, exposing some corners. Really, you're still fucking around? !
Zhang Feng was just wondering when Dr. Song's voice came again:
"This person, when she was sent to me, she had no use value." "Since she is no longer useful to us and Mr. Lin, there is no need to live in this world. Therefore, I personally sent her to end this sinful life." Doctor Song spoke in an understatement. Just like explaining an extremely common thing. But what he said
You also helped the victim put an end to his crime?
Who is the guilty one? Ok?
Zhang Feng's expression gradually turned cold. He now knew where the executioner-like evil aura came from in Dr. Song. Dr. Song didn't stop talking yet, and his tone actually showed a hint of briskness when he said:
"Let me tell you, I love cooking the most! My skills are also very good!" “With the freshest ingredients and my processing, it’s simply delicious!” and many more? !
Cook? !
Why does this have to do with cooking? !
Is your brain circuit a little too out of the ordinary? ! Zhang Feng hasn’t reacted yet! Doctor Song over there was still explaining something to Zhang Feng. "However, I can't leave you the most delicious ingredient! It has been reserved!" "Even I have no right to enjoy it." After saying this, Dr. Song smiled and shook his head somewhat self-deprecatingly. He placed the jar in his hand back on the shelf. What do you mean you have no right to enjoy it? What does it mean?
Zhang Feng finally couldn't help but asked:
"You say you're not entitled to it?" "Then who has the right to enjoy it?" "Of course Mr. Lin!" Dr. Song answered loudly and naturally without any hesitation!
Who is this Mr. Lin?
Zhang Feng didn't know it before, but now he knows it. It's the master that Brother Dog and Brother Chicken call him, the evil cultivator that they are pursuing so hard!
"So, he eats it often. Oh no! To taste the delicacies you made? Are you his royal chef?" While asking, Zhang Feng pointed to the bottles and cans in the cabinet shelf next to him. When Dr. Song saw it, he shook his head and said:
"No no no!" "These things are too vulgar for Mr. Lin. Only the most delicious ones are on Mr. Lin's menu!" "And what he likes most is sashimi!" God TM sashimi
You still have to eat less of sashimi. It's full of parasites. However, for evil cultivators, it seems that it doesn't matter. He is a parasite himself and doesn't care about these things. However, Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly at this time. As if thinking of something, he raised his head and asked Dr. Song:
"How often does he need to eat your delicious food?" "Once a year!" Dr. Song answered simply:
"Tomorrow, when he celebrates his birthday, I have prepared it for him!" As he spoke, he took down the largest jar from the top of the shelf, carefully held it in his arms, looked at Zhang Feng and said: "I prepared this in advance! Tomorrow, I will personally dedicate it to Mr. Lin!" "I just don't know if Mr. Lin will agree to accept me as his disciple!" Listening to Dr. Song's words, looking at Dr. Song's appearance. Zhang Feng felt more and more strange and unscientific. Aside from the fact that you always like to cook for that evil cultivator
But can you tell me clearly the origins of the terrible things in these bottles and jars? Did you also give me a clear explanation of your modus operandi and motive?
Moreover, whatever you ask, he will answer! what does this mean? Even if you want to kill me, why haven't you done it yet? "that." Regarding the evil cultivator's meal, Zhang Feng temporarily put it aside. It seemed that there was something more curious about Zhang Feng now. "Doctor Song, do you know me?" Listening to Zhang Feng's question, Dr. Song shook his head:
"I do not know." "You're telling me if I don't know you?!" Zhang Feng curled his lips strangely. Dr. Song, however, said very matter-of-factly: "Aren't you curious? If you are curious, of course I will tell you!" Listening to Dr. Song's theory, Zhang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly and asked:
"Doctor Song, I would like to take the liberty to ask, what is your name?" Doctor Song looked at Zhang Feng and said sincerely:
"My lord, Song Rentou!"
Good name!
Zhang Feng immediately gave a thumbs up in his heart, which seemed to mean that Dr. Song is truly worthy of his name!
…… (End of this chapter)