When King was sent back by Mrs. Quinn, she brought back a diary, which was Porky Quinn's diary. Attached are the last few articles. Perhaps I should remind you that this is the diary of a madman. It doesn’t matter if you don’t read it.
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*year month day
finally! One of the old guys died, and the remaining one will soon be gone! I can not wait anymore! Quinn is mine!
But that damn old woman insisted on having a traditional funeral at that Grand House! I don’t want the first thing I do when I take charge of the Quinn Group to be to arrange the funerals of those two old guys under the scrutiny of the media!
I tried to block it! I tried very hard! But it still failed! The people of Casa Grande are savages! Rude and inferior! Like a rat in the gutter!
No! The most disgusting thing is that old woman! She actually booked my funeral! Hahaha! What's ridiculous is that she also decided to bury her father and mother! Burial in clothes? I think she wants to move the real body to the Grand House!
She is old! She has become weak! That bitch who buried her son and my mother with her own hands has become soft-hearted! Does she want to create the perfect family after her death? ! ha! That's ridiculous! What a ridiculous idea when people are about to die!
Why should I fight her? She doesn't deserve it! She is just an old, slow, and weak dying person! She doesn't deserve me to fight! All I have to do is wait patiently!
wait? Ha ha! It doesn’t take long!
*year month day
Why is that old woman still alive? ! Why does her physical examination report appear to be completely healthy? !
I do not understand! I do not accept!
I can't do it again!
no no! I need to do it all over again! I'm so relaxed!
but why? I do not understand! No! I don’t need to understand! Start all over again! Only half a year's time! The corruptive factor is flowing in 'Quinn's' bloodline! All I need to do is let it unfold! Start with a mole! Right down to the internal organs and bones!
I have plenty of time, but she doesn’t have time! Maybe this time, half a year is not needed!
*year month day
Something has changed. The old woman changed the supplier of the food, changed the chef...she cut off my control of everything, why
Did she show up? impossible!
She held a press conference! damn it! She's back in the spotlight! That should be my place! She took away my chance again!
But she made a mistake! This vain old woman! 'Quinn's Glory'? She could never bear to leave Quinn to anyone else! So Quinn will only be mine!
*year month day
Those two pesky Grande House guys are here! I hate them! I hate this dog even more!
Why does this dog keep following me! I should poison it! But I don’t have the ability to buy anything!
etc! what is that! Just now, the old guy's face appeared in the mirror!
No, it’s just that annoying expressionless dog!
I hate this dog! He's always hanging around me! Or just stare at the photos! I hate it!
ah! what is that! It's that old guy's face again! ! ah! Get out of here! Get out of my mirror!
impossible! That old guy should be in that Grande House, waiting for his funeral tomorrow! Instead of showing up in my mirror!
Yes, it should be the funeral tomorrow, which makes me irritable!
wrong! I'm not upset at all! I am very happy! tomorrow! I can send one away! Hopefully I can send another one away in the near future!
*year month day
funeral! I hate funerals!
Everything smells like decay! Whether it's the cold and hard seats or a group of old guys next to you!
The smell of decay disgusts me! These old things should disappear long ago! Like the old guy lying in his coffin! Buried into the ground!
no no! Not buried in the ground! Instead, it turns into dust in the flames!
I hate this church! lifeless! And that statue of the Son! This is the Passion style from decades ago, I don’t know what such a church is trying to express!
The old guy in the coffin is filled with the breath of death!
I don’t know why, but when I looked at him, I had the illusion that I was looking in a mirror! Just like now, there is the shadow of the old guy in the mirror!
ah! ! Get out of my mirror! You are rotting in the earth! !
*year month day
I am very tired!
I know I have dark circles, but I dare not look in the mirror! I broke the mirror, and there was the shadow of that old guy in every piece! He stared at me fiercely! He was treating me, I killed him!
yes! it's me! What can you do? ! Can you step out from the mirror and take revenge
Hahaha!
Something was touching my back.
(Confusing scratches.)
*year month day
This house is haunted by evil spirits! It's a resentful spirit created by me! My grandfather!
I did not lie! I touched him! As cold as ice, he said: "You poisoned me and your grandmother. It's a shame that we are still alive."
He is lying! he died! I saw him sealed in a coffin with my own eyes! Buried in mud!
He must be lying! No one alive could be so cold! He is a wraith crawling out of hell!
(Distorted handwriting.)
He's touching me! I can feel his fingers running along my back! Get out of here! Get out of here!
(Confusing scratches.)
*year month day
No one believed me, the servants would hide away when I passed by, and the old woman would just frown and look at me with disgust!
I hate her! I hate everything in this house!
I locked myself in the bathroom! I can't go out! That old guy is out there! He wants to touch me with his cold fingers! I hate that feeling! No, I'm afraid of that feeling!
Wait, I heard something.
"Pochi, Pochi..."
Mother? It's my mother's voice!
(elongated notes)
No! No! ! That's not my mother! She is dead! He bumped into the corner of the table during an argument with his father! She is dead! There's no way she's going to show up! It’s impossible to call my name outside! !
*year month day
I leaned against the door and tried not to pay attention to the sounds outside. Finally, the sound died away, I opened the door and there was nothing.
I tried to rest for a while but I felt a cold touch and I opened my eyes and it was her! Mom, she looks exactly like in the photo!
Her: "Why did you want to poison me?"
I wanted to refute that I didn't poison her, she became a grandfather, and I said the same thing, but now I can't refute.
*year month day
I had a dream about my mother. She was sitting beside my bed. I wanted to touch her to see if she was cold.
When I woke up from the dream, she was really sitting next to my bed. When I touched her, she was like an ice cube!
I wanted to run, but I was held down! It's the father! !
The man who took his own life with a revolver! His hands are cold! But he held me down and wouldn't let me escape.
When I woke up from the dream, there was nothing.
No, he is still there, the old guy I saw buried in the soil, sitting beside my bed, and I touch him like an ice cube. He, he wants to drag me to hell.
When I woke up from the dream, there was nothing.
Only that annoying dog looked at me indifferently, and it wanted to drag me to hell.
When I woke up from the dream, there was nothing.
My mother was sitting by the bed. She asked me what I saw, and I answered. I saw my grandfather and father. They were as cold as an icehouse.
I woke up from the dream, and this time there was really nothing.
There is only another me, sitting by the bed.
*year month day
I woke up and there was nothing.
A stranger sat beside the bed. He asked me some questions, and I answered them. I saw some people, and they were as cold as ice banks.
I was waiting for the dream to wake up, and sure enough, I woke up from the dream.
The annoying dog sits next to my bed, he takes on my look, he, I need help.
*year month day
I couldn't remember what nursing home I had an appointment to go to, but I saw my signature and I thought I was right, I needed help.
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I have reminded you that this is the diary of a madman.