Chapter 44 third quarter

I was the one who witnessed Dr. Kurasaka's death.That day I entered the consultation room as usual, but what was waiting for me was not a doctor wearing sunglasses sitting on a chair, but a doctor lying on the floor bleeding from his chest. "doctor!" I was startled, and ran to the doctor, trying to help him up, but thought that the protagonist of the TV series would have said that moving an injured person casually would shorten his life, and he withdrew his outstretched hand.Dr. Kurasaka was blue all over, but his cheeks were flushed incongruously, and his face was covered with sweat. He was breathing quickly, and called my name during the short breath.I remember being filled with grief, amazement, and confusion, mixed with an appetite fueled by the smell of blood.

"This... what is this?" I tried to make a sound, looking at the blood flowing like lava on the floor. "What is this? It's blood." The voice was weak: "Even elementary school students know it." The doctor pressed hard on the bleeding chest, and his white robe and palms were already stained red. "Why is this happening?" Tears flowed out of my control suddenly. "Why? For... woo, woo" I couldn't help but choked up. "Woo, woo—" Tears rolled down in strings. "Woo, woo—" "Don't cry—" the doctor tried his best to reach out his blood-stained hand, trying to touch my cheek, his hand was trembling, and after touching my cheek, he gently wiped away the tears... warm touch, thick blood stained his face.

"doctor……" "Don't cry, Sae." The doctor's eyes behind the sunglasses looked directly at me: "I'm sorry, if I don't keep my promise, your ability to read memories..." "That kind of thing is not important anymore!" I shouted, grabbing the doctor's hand tightly: "It's already... woo, woo—" "But it's nerve-wracking, stabbing so hard." He said as if he had nothing to do with it: "How many times do you think I was stabbed? Nineteen times, nineteen times, it's too much: the heart has become There is a beehive, no matter how powerful the famous doctor is, there is nothing he can do..." The doctor's hand slid down weakly, and then he began to cough violently, and the blood sprayed from his mouth splashed on my face.

"I, I...that..." "After I die... Open the third drawer of the desk, and there is an envelope in it—" The doctor's breath gradually became breathless: "Don't forget, the drawer of the desk, the third one, should Don't... write it down in blood to remind you?" "Doctor, doctor" "Saei, I'm really sorry, I, I...cough—" He spat out a mouthful of blood. "I... probably want to make amends." "Huh?" Redemption?What is he saying?Is it too painful, out of my mind?I cried and called the doctor, but the doctor didn't respond to me, his eyes were already lax and he couldn't see me, so he could only shake slightly and continue talking.

"It caused you to encounter such an unfortunate thing... I'm really sorry, I want to help you heal, but, but there's no way—" The doctor began to grit his teeth, his whole body convulsed. "Sure enough, that kind of thing shouldn't be done...Although, although it can't be used as an excuse, I was deceived." "What are you talking about? Find the answer—" I shook the doctor's dying body, and the doctor smiled and said it was in pain, but I refused to let go. "I can't do it... I'm almost dying." The doctor's rapid breathing suddenly quieted down, and the convulsions also eased. I looked at his face, although he was sweating profusely, his expression was still the same as usual. "Sae—" He looked up at my face: "I really don't want to say such old-fashioned lines before I die, but...it's good to know you."

It is indeed an old-fashioned and cheesy line. Doctor Canghan really didn’t want to end it like this, so he opened his closed mouth again and told me to eat his meat, and then he calmed down like a child. He took three breaths, and then died. After only five minutes of crying, I wiped away my tears, stood up slowly, walked to the doctor's desk a little dizzy, and opened the third drawer on the right.There was an envelope inside, and I took out the paper in it to browse, and there was something similar to a map drawn on it, which was drawn with simple black lines, and only the word "warehouse" was written at a certain intersection point, and the pieces of paper The sign "2(÷)6" was scrawled in the corner, all of which were enigma-like inconsiderate information.

I found a pocket knife in the back of the drawer, so I took it in my hand, unbuttoned the body of Dr. Kurasaka, who had become a corpse, pulled out the belt, pressed his exposed abdomen with one hand, and inserted the knife into it , cut in one go.A large amount of red blood mixed with white oil poured out. As the first time I performed an autopsy, I was shocked by the oil flowing out of the human body. There was no such thing flowing out from the palm of the little girl I bit off... But I didn't have time to continue to be confused, because someone might come into this consulting room at any time. I reached into the doctor's body, grabbed his internal organs and slowly pulled them out. Fortunately, the organs in the abdomen were not injured by the knife.I pulled out the large intestine, but I couldn’t finish it no matter how much I pumped, it was like a million flags conjured up by a magician, I had to keep pumping.

But no matter how I pumped, the end of my intestines never appeared, because I was too tired, so I stopped for a while.The intestines surround my body, wrap around my hands, my neck, like a snake.I opened my mouth to bite down, the blood-stained intestines were warm to the touch, but... I couldn't bite it off, chew it, and swallow it... I couldn't do it, I was afraid of reading the doctor's memory, and I couldn't Don't want to eat raw meat. Tears flooded again, and my whole body trembled.Doctor, he... died, died... What should we do in the future?I couldn't think of anything, so I fell asleep, surrounded by my bowels... asleep.