Rand carried Munster, who was about to become "crispy", and rushed to the nearest place with water, his bathroom.
After turning on the shower, he randomly sprinkled water on the little monster, but the latter still looked weak. Anxiety rose quickly from Rand's heart...
Although he always thought Munster looked a little weird now, he never wanted to let it die. He even began to wonder if his rudeness to it made his nerves too nervous. He had seen a case where his friend's rabbit died because of fright, and when he thought of Munster...
"Oh no, I don't want that."
Rand muttered to himself in a panic, he turned on the bathtub faucet and began to fill the white tank with water.
Then he put Munster in.
It sank straight to the bottom.
The faucet was still on, the sound of water clack echoed in the bathroom, and the transparent water line was still rising. Rand stared unblinkingly at Munster at the bottom of the water... It looked smaller than Rand thought against the bathtub.
Its two tentacles drooped down, and the blue tail twitched occasionally, but Rand wasn't sure if it was automatic or because of the current.
"Hey, don't do that."
Rand felt as if his heart was tightened, he squatted down, leaned beside the bathtub, and muttered to it.
After all it looked so vibrant just a while ago...
At this moment, the little blue monster suddenly jumped from the bottom of the bathtub to the surface of the water at a speed that Rand couldn't react at all, and it opened its mouth at Rand.
"puff-"
A waterline with a faint fishy smell rushed to Rand's face.
Rand blinked, and his mind was blank for a few seconds before realizing that just now, the little bastard spat in his face.
Drops of water wet his hair, dripping down his cheeks, and even the collar of his pajamas became wet.
Rand wiped his face with his hand, raised his eyebrows, and met Munster's gaze with a twisted expression.
At this point it was acting more like an otter than a fish. The body that sank like a rock just now seemed incredibly light. It floated easily in the bathtub, its two pectoral fins slowly flapped the water, and the part above its neck stood upright on the water.
Its eyes were shining, and even the two red stripes on its face seemed to be more vivid, and after meeting Rand's eyes, it grinned and let out a series of "chirp chirp" murmurs - it looked alive Ejaculation, there is no sign of weakness at all.
"very good."
Rand said coldly.
He swears he hears ridicule and delight in the series of chirps.
Damn, mockery from a fish!
And just now he was even worried about this little bastard. For a split second, Rand thought it was stupid to be in the bathroom in wet pajamas because of a fish on a night like this.
He stretched out his hand fiercely and pressed a certain little monster that was triumphant to the bottom of the water.
Then he stood up and walked straight out of the bathroom, slamming the door.
There was a loud sound of water behind him, and Rand didn't know if Munster had jumped out of the water, but he swore he wouldn't pay attention to it again. Now he was sleepy and tired, and still wet.
He really didn't have the energy to pay attention to the guy who could even pretend to be dead.
Rand rubbed his hair and yelled at the bathroom door, "Shut up!"
He didn't expect this, but the "chirp" and water behind the door became quiet the moment he finished speaking.
very good.
Rand rolled his eyes, took off his pajamas (still with that weird faint fishy smell), and slumped on his bed.
"Oh, let that little monster go to hell."
He said to himself in his mind, closed his eyes, and fell asleep almost instantly.
And at the same time, another person... or should we name it, Susan, wasn't lucky enough with Rand.
Although she was also terribly tired, the things she faced made it impossible for her to simply close her eyes and go to sleep.
Because Tony is dead.
Susan looked at Tony's body tremblingly, she didn't know what was wrong - there were several obvious wounds on Tony's body, which were drawn by Susan's whip, but theoretically only left red on the skin The raised welts opened deeply on the surface of Tony's swollen body, like a light cut on a ripe fruit, and the juice burst out instantly... And here, what Tony's body bursts out is not Something as wonderful as juice, dark red blood, mucus, and a tinge of yellowish goo (maybe fat) that mixed into a sticky liquid that almost drenched the carpet.
The room was filled with a strong stench, and Susan was curled up in the corner, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, her black eyeliner was washed into a mottled net with tears covering her pale face.
"I didn't think it would happen, I didn't think about it... not at all..."
She kept repeating this sentence mechanically.
"Oh, shut up, silly girl."
Another man in the room yelled at her in annoyance.
It was a scrawny woman, wearing a leather coat similar to Susan's, but the clothes that were tight on Susan's body turned out to be loose on her body, and her hair, which had been deliberately dyed copper-colored, fell out. Almost there, red patches dotted on the deeply sunken face—something that always happens to long-term drug addicts.
Her nickname is "Square A"... that's just a title of course.
Like Susan, she was also a member of "Lace and Leather" before, and even the most popular one. It's just that like all addicts, youth and beauty slip through her like a fingertip of grit, and she's quickly on the fringes—but there's no denying she knows all the rules here, Sue. Shan was a good partner with her before this, especially "Diamond A" occasionally helped her deal with Tony, and this "friendship" continued.
Of course, when Tony died in front of Susan in such a weird way, she instinctively found "Cube A".
Compared to the frightened Susan, "Square A" looked unreasonably calm - she even had the heart to pull Tony's wallet and cigarettes out of his jacket.
She opened the wallet, counted the bills from it, and pouted in disgust.
"Give me another five hundred, and I'll help you get this stuff done."
She kicked Tony with the toes of her worn heels and lit a cigarette.
Susan raised her head blankly and looked at her: "What five hundred?"
"Square A" smirked and repeated it.
"Five hundred, I know a good place, we can transport him there and bury him deep underground, no one will find out about this, I swear. Then you continue to live your life, maybe you can become As for a reporter, silly girl, everything will be fine... You just need to give me another five hundred dollars, it's just a small amount isn't it?"
"I...we can call 911..."
Susan sobbed.
"Diamond A" shrugged his shoulders: "If you insist, I have no objection, but think about it..."
She kicked Tony's body again.
"These wounds, and your whip—you're probably going to be in jail for a long time for this damn mistake, baby."
It has to be said that "Block A" is quite talented in persuading others.
She eventually convinced Susan.
They put Tony's body in a dumpster and carted it out, while washing the floor of the room thoroughly with bleach. Then they drove Tony to the depths of a deserted farm - the owner of the farm had previously mortgaged the entire land to the government due to bankruptcy, but apparently the government did not pay much attention to this remote and deserted place.
When he poured Tony out of the trash can, even "Cube A" couldn't help frowning.
She stood with Susan by the deep hole they had dug together.
"Um… he looks so disgusting."
She said she couldn't help but lit another cigarette and stuffed it in her mouth.
"He doesn't look normal," Susan was still crying, shaking her lips nervously. "He's really not normal, that's why he's like this..."
"Diamond A" curled her lips nonchalantly, she took out her phone from her pocket as if nothing had happened, and took a few pictures at the deep pit.
Susan looked back at her in shock: "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry, I just haven't seen such a corpse, just pat it... Don't look at me like that, well, I'll delete it later."
"Block A" said.
In the pit beneath their feet, Tony melted into an indiscernible mass like melted wax (neither "Cube A" nor Susan could find a better word for him). The wet piece of meat seemed to have melted, and the white skeleton slid out of the piece of meat, and the light of the flashlight reflected a lot of light.
"Fill in the soil and everything will pass."
"Cube A" stuffed the phone back into his pocket and patted Susan on the shoulder.
They shovel again, and the rustling brown clods eventually cover Tony's...
A few hours later—
Sending the crying stupid girl back to the apartment, "Cube A" lit a cigarette and took a deep breath while sitting in the dirty and worn pickup.
A few scumbags passing by gave her a frivolous whistle, if in the past, "Diamond A" would not give up those little guys, but at this time she has other things to do.
She spit out and rolled up the window.
Then she took out her phone from her pocket, which looked like Tony's body in a tragic state. She did not delete the photo at all as she said.
"You'll bring me goodies, won't you?"
"Cube A" smiled at the screen, and then pouted and kissed it.
blackmail
Oh no, she's not going to blackmail Susan with these pictures - that idiot's got all the money to pay for her student loans, and she thinks the five hundred bucks from the woman tonight might be all she has property.
So, the only people who can really make these photos work are...
Rand Sivers.
"Block A"'s breathing accelerated slightly. Unlike the idiot Susan, she immediately realized Tony's unusualness. You must know that the body of a normal person would not look like that. And not long ago, she had heard Tony's promise to Susan in a threesome - he had discovered the little secret of Rand Sivers, those biological company killing agents and so on...
"Diamond A" licked her lips, believing she could get a good deal from Rand Sivers. It's risky, she knows, but she can't handle that much.
She's getting more and more addicted now, and her body can't attract enough men to pay for her cute little powder.
Tony's death was a tragedy, but for her, it was an easy gift.
"Block A" firmly thinks so.