basement.

In the sterile room surrounded by isolation plastic, the shadowless lamp is on.

Man tied to operating table.

Fu Ye hummed "13pairsofeyes" and put on surgical gloves slowly. He smiled and was as elegant as a refined gentleman.

Chen Yuan's canthus was about to burst, his eyes were covered, and his mouth was sealed so that he could not make a sound.

The whimpering and whining like a beast struggled in the throat, the naked upper body was congested with excitement, and veins popped out on the neck.

"Shh..."

Fu Ye whispered softly in his ear: "Be quiet, Mr. Chen Yuan."

He spoke softly, like the big brother next door coaxing an ignorant child.

"Don't worry, it only hurts a little bit, I promise."

"Trust me, okay?" Fu Ye smiled softly.

The scalpel flew at his fingertips, like dancing, like art.

With a flick of his wrist, he sliced ​​open the man's abdomen with precision.

Blood oozed out, and Chen Yuan was shaking crazily. The pain turned him into a mad beast, his roar was locked, and his tears soaked the black cloth.

"Ah..." Fuye suddenly realized, and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I forgot to anesthetize you."

"This is troublesome. It may hurt a little more, Mr. Chen Yuan."

He said regretfully, with a frown on his handsome face, truly sorry for his mistake.

He tilted his head, but there was still a smile on that handsome face.

"However, I think Mr. Chen Yuan can bear this little pain, right?"

"After all, when my parents died, they were in much more pain than you are now."

Fuye spoke in a brisk tone, and he cut open Chen Yuan's abdominal cavity, his movements as graceful as cutting a work of art.

Soon, he found Chen Yuan's stomach.

"There are so many undigested food residues...Mr. Chen Yuan doesn't seem to know how to chew carefully. This is not good for your stomach. You should pay more attention in the future."

Fuye took out the contents of his stomach unhurriedly.

Thinking of something, he tilted his head and smiled at Chen Yuan: "Oh, if Mr. Chen Yuan has another chance in the future, he must pay more attention to it."

After taking out everything.

Fuye rinsed his stomach carefully.

Then he walked aside, took off his bloody gloves, and put on a clean pair again.

He carefully opened a small wooden box, and inside the wooden box lay a dead budgerigar.

Fu Ye gently stroked the dead bird.

"It's so pitiful that he died before he grew up."

"However, I helped you find a suitable cemetery. You might like it, Xiaoba, right?"

Fu Ye smiled and put the dead parrot into Chen Yuan's stomach, then carefully sewed up his stomach and the wound on his abdomen.

After doing all this.

He looked at Chen Yuan and took off his blindfold.

"Good evening, Mr. Chen Yuan."

Chen Yuan burst into tears, looked at him in horror, and kept shaking his head. The pain almost made Chen Yuan faint.

Fuye approached him with a smile on his face: "Remember my face, do you remember it?"

"My relatives say that my father and I look very much alike. You should still remember my father's face, right?"

Chen Yuan was speechless.

The next thing that greeted his eyes was the tongue of fire spitting out of the musket.

His eyes were burned.

The sharp blade cut open his chest, carving a sin-like cross wound.

"Your blood is so dirty, it's better to clean it up."

Fuye whispered: "Otherwise, Xiaoba's grave will be destroyed."

He slit Chen Yuan's wrists and ankles, blood was flowing, and Fu Ye slowly injected him with coagulant.

Then he stood aside and admired it quietly.

It's like looking at a work of art.

He is also like a saint, watching his own evil.

After doing all this, he cleaned up the traces of the scene in an orderly manner and left leisurely.

After returning to the villa.

Fu Ye hummed a little tune, went upstairs and took a bath, walked to the living room wrapped in a bath towel, lit the fireplace, and threw in the clothes he had worn tonight.

Then he took out a set of clothes that were exactly the same as today from the basement and put them on the hanger.

Finally, he went up to the top floor. There was a glass room on the top floor with many parrots.

"1,2,3..."

Fuye counted them softly, a total of 713.

There were supposed to be 714, but it's a pity that Xiaoba died.

In the cage behind him was a newly bought parrot, which looked exactly like Xiaoba.

Fuye put the ankle buckle belonging to Xiaoba on the new little guy, lowered his head and kissed the little parrot gently on the head.

"Welcome to rebirth, Xiaoba."

Fuye raised his hand lightly, and the parrot spread its wings and flew into the flock of birds.

The smile on his face was gentle and elegant, without any hypocrisy. He looked at the birdcage and said softly: "Good night, little ones."

The lights went out, and in the darkness, his eyes were gentle and charming.

Like a devil with body temperature, it lies day and night...

…

"cut!"

In front of the monitor, Chen Tuzi was pulling out his hair.

The crew looked at Bo Yibai with weird looks.

The actor who played Chen Yuan looked at Bo Yibai with lingering fear.

Fu Ye, played by Bo Yibai... is simply terrifying!

Not a twisted pathology.

But a gentle killing knife.

That kind of gentleness and elegance emanates from the bones, giving people the feeling of...

He should have been in the sun!

But he became Fuye!

He was obviously killing people cruelly, but he performed it with the utmost elegance.

The behavior that looks like respect but is actually contempt mixes gentleness and cruelty to the extreme, harmoniously and uniformly.

But extremely weird.

Chen Tuzi would look at the monitor. Every frame and every change in Bo Yibai's eyes made his scalp numb.

When he first acted in "The Killer", the character Lin Mo was also sinister and complex.

Chen Tuzi also thought about whether he would play Fu Ye with the same feeling as playing Lin Mo.

But looking at it now, it’s completely different!

Reminiscent of the feeling when ‘him’ acted as Fu Zhou during the day...

Chen Tuzi is going to be fine!

This is a perfect score!

These are exactly two people, right!!!

Chen Tuzi looked at him as if he were a ghost. Even when Bo Yibai walked up to him and asked how the party was, Chen Ming didn't even come back to his senses.

"how?"

Chen Ming looked at him and blurted out: "How's your performance? Didn't you get any points yourself?"

Bo Yibai raised his eyebrows, and Chen Tuozi took a deep breath and said, "If you can score points for your evolution, I think you must get full marks."

Actor Bo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your compliment is very interesting."

Chen Tuzi shook his head: "To be honest, now I wonder if you are really smart. What you do during the day and at night..."

Chen Ming was speechless. All in all, the bald man was excited.

"Keep it up like this, Bo Yibai, you are so great! Ah, how can I find a really good actor to play a good actor!"

Jiang Jiu chuckled beside him.
Chapter completed!