Chapter 179 – #45_At the Crossroads Between Mortality and Eternity (3)
One.
This man is not a chatterbox who always likes to brag about something.
However, the way he led me with a firm expression with his mouth tightly closed made me feel even more anxious.
By the time I walked to the entrance of the collapsing underground parking lot, my heart rate was thumping as much as the day I ran at the sports meet.
“Hey… Can you tell me something? I’m anxious…”
Unable to endure the ominous silence any longer, I spoke to Yuchan first.
I thought that this anxiety would go away if I would rather massage my butt and sexually harass her.
In fact, he probably doesn’t want to kill me right away.
There is a basement in the mansion that doesn’t seem to leak a sound even if 10 people are gathered and killed.
It is far from a choice he always thinks of through thorough calculations to drag the victim outside and kill him.
Still, being anxious is being anxious.
They say they don’t even know the mind of a person on one road, but how can they know the mind of a ten-way psychopath?
Yu-chan also seems to have been unexpected for me to talk to her first.
He tilted his head for a moment, then smiled wryly as if he understood.
“Did you like me enough to start a conversation first?”
“It’s not like that, but I’m curious about the purpose of that plastic bag… “
“What if I tell you, will you at least run away?”
“I wish I could.”
Even if you play hide and seek, you will be caught in less than a second.
No, even if he counted 10 seconds and chased me, I was confident that I would be caught right away.
Even if they shouted in such a remote place, it didn’t seem like rescue would come right away.
“Don’t be too surprised.”
About half way down the ramp, a bright light streamed from the underground parking lot, where nothing could be seen.
I narrowed my eyes and questioned the gleaming flames in a completely strange way.
Even if the lights we commonly encounter look the same at first glance, they all have different colors and textures.
Aren’t the lighting used in tunnels and the light bulbs used in ordinary homes completely different?
In that sense, the color of the lighting flowing from this underground parking lot gave off a deep sense of incongruity.
Doesn’t fit the place at all.
To put it bluntly, it is a lighting that would be used in a studio or gallery.
Wait, a studio?
Could it be that she came all the way here just to take a photo of herself exposed to the outdoors to post on the Internet after being so frightened?
Also, this guy is just a pathetic pervert.
Thinking so, I felt a little more at ease when I clicked my tongue.
“Ruler.”
“Yes?”
“Use it if necessary.”
“Where are you using this?”
Yu-chan handed over a plastic bag.
“Don’t be surprised, don’t scream, don’t try to run away. As long as you protect this, nothing will hurt you today.”
I wondered even more.
And when I peeked beyond the temporary wall for exhibition as if it were really a studio, I could understand why he handed over the plastic bag.
2.
Life and death are one of the themes dealt with in art works regardless of the era.
Historically, it is probably the most popular topic along with love and God.
And in modern times, Damien Hirst of England is the most representative artist in the field of death.
Bizarre things like putting a giant shark in a glass tub full of formaldehyde, cutting a cow and calf in half to display cuts, displaying a dead bull from being hit with a crossbow, or making hundreds of rare insect specimens. His work His is his hallmark His.
When I accidentally got a ticket and looked around the exhibition of Damian Hirst’s works, there was only one emotion I felt.
Surprisingly, the meaningless act of killing is given legitimacy under the name of art and is praised as a great work.
Is it okay for an artist to express inspiration and aesthetics ignoring morality and universal values?
Anyway, it was the first time that an exhibition was so disgusting, disgusting, and made me feel bad for the artist.
“Hick…!”
When I finally saw a pair of works on display in this underground parking lot.
Yu-chan’s request came to mind.
Don’t scream
It was advice you didn’t have to do.
As soon as I saw them, my body froze.
It is not a work of art in an ambiguous realm, like Damian Hirst, which can be ethically or morally problematic.
It was a disgusting objet that completely crossed the line, completely ignoring and denying human dignity and asserting its own view of art.
“■■■ ■ ■■■ ■■■.”
I couldn’t hear what he was saying right now.
To be honest, if these were just two corpses, I wouldn’t have reacted so violently.
However, the mind of the creator coming out of this corpse, and the brazen attitude of insisting that his art is as sublime as he did despite having committed a horrific act, makes it unbearable to vomit.
I was afraid.
That the person who caused this horror was a human with flesh and blood like me.
“Wooooo…” “
“When you’re done throwing up, put the envelope over there.”
Yoo-chan patted me on the back as I poured out the meat I ate in a plastic bag and said in the same voice as usual.
I hung the envelope on a nail protruding from the wall while shedding tears from repeated nausea and vomiting for nearly five minutes.
I was so dizzy that I couldn’t even stand properly, and Yoo-chan handed me some water.
“Drink.”
“Haha…”
After rinsing my mouth and drinking cold water, I seemed to come to my senses.
However, the panic and fear I felt did not all disappear.
But now I have work to do.
“Did you do it?”
The Yu-chan I had been watching until now was nothing more or less than a thorough rapist.
Words scare me, but unexpectedly, he pays attention to my physical condition.
Even the occasional meals are balanced, and the bedding has become thicker as the days get colder.
Of course, it was a level of maintenance so that the subject of rape could maintain its value as much as possible rather than a human nature, but I rarely felt a great danger to my life right away.
Shin Harin and Choi Naye are both insane, but aren’t they protecting their lives well?
I desperately shook my head while trying to read his reaction her as best I could.
If this work is Yu-chan’s, the grace period until escape becomes much shorter.
Let’s say I’ll somehow endure until the humiliation, but if I die, I’m going to have a good time.
“What do you think about it?”
Yu-chan scrutinized my reaction with his characteristic transparent eyes.
In a way, it gives me goosebumps because he seems to be expecting a reaction from me.
“The teacher didn’t do it.”
A twinkle flickered in his eyes.
There is no way to know whether it is auspicious or bad omen, but it is probably close to auspicious.
He likes novelty and new things.
“Why did you think that?”
“If this terrible thing is your work, the next ingredient will be me. I have to pray that it wasn’t the teacher’s fault.”
“It’s an answer that makes sense in its own way.”
Is it correct?
Perhaps the absurd answer touched his wrath.
Apparently, I was more afraid of him than I expected.
He pretends to be calm, but in reality he is standing on his trembling legs.
Even right now, he will reach out and you will be the main character of the next work! It looked like it was about to strangle him.
“Then, tell me what you really think, not wishful thinking. By using the intellect you are so proud of.”
“…..”
I felt uncomfortable with his words.
Isn’t something strange?
Just a few hours ago, I was in complete confinement.
The only reward he had set up to train me was to keep me in the study for several weeks of unavoidable misdeeds.
But within a few hours, they dragged me out.
Without presenting any price or policies to be followed.
As I guessed, this is not part of the teaching assistant.
It seems that he is hiding it to control me, but the incident he is watching right in front of his eyes his was not part of the plan.
For him, it was an accidental and sudden accident.
Considering this situation, the culprit was obviously not Yu-chan.
However, the options presented by Yu-chan are quite strange.
He may have accidentally answered my question, but he certainly asked, ‘Does this sound like something I did?’
Not ‘Who do you think did this?’.
If the gallery opened in this basement is Yu-chan’s work, this is a quiz that the presenter knows the problem.
If he did it, he would know.
And he’s not one to take a risk for a trivial quiz.
In other words, he knows that this work is not his.
Still, I’m asking if that’s the case.
“No way…”
Yoo-chan put on a satisfied expression at my shocking reaction.
No, but no matter how stupid you are, can a person go this far?
His face his in the halogen light looked particularly eerie.
“Do you not even remember what the teacher did or not?”
“……”
“Or could someone else have done it… ?”
“Excellent!”
Yoo-chan clapped like an audience at a great play.
When his uplifting voice her covered my crawling tail, my shoulders trembled involuntarily.
I thought my liver was falling.
“I…Really?”
“Once that’s over. Then tell me all your thoughts that you feel here. Impressions, guesses, clues, whatever.”
“I-I’m not an autopsy doctor! Let me see…”
“It is important to be able to clearly exclude prejudice and express an opinion. If you do well, I am willing to treat you even better than now.”
I hoped that improving the treatment did not mean stuffing it.
If my predictions were correct, now my identity is exposed to more danger than I imagined.
There is a degree of mixing the material of a psychopath with a double personality, a human taxidermist, rape marani.
Please, I want you to do just one thing.
“Then can you help me focus? Please stand in front of me while I look over this.”
I’m sure anyone would have made the same request in my situation.
Doesn’t anyone feel scared when washing their face at the sink after watching a horror movie?
And the situation I’m in is much more realistic and realistic suspense itself than the imagination triggered at that time.
“I will help you with that.”
Yoo-chan moved her steps and stood behind the object.
I calmed my nauseous stomach and approached the corpses hesitantly.
The corpses, which were shaped like statues using plants and bonsai wire, looked like they were going to vomit again, and when I looked closely, I felt like I was going to vomit even more.
I feel like I’m forcibly peeping into the psyche of the person who made this.
“I didn’t even like mysteries, but… “
I secretly tried to say no, but Yoo-chan didn’t respond much.
There is no need to give up hope already.
There is no law that this is necessarily the work of Yu-chan’s dual personality of hers.
Yuchan also did not rule out the possibility of a third party.
“Tell me whatever comes to mind. It’s okay to think it’s trivial and useless. Oh, wear this before that.”
What he handed over were the white latex gloves he had used during fisting.
I couldn’t believe it, but I never thought I’d ask for something to touch.
I think I slept all day.
Reluctantly, I lowered my body and began to contemplate the grotesque work.
The two corpses, which appeared to be alive, had no smell beyond imagination.
There was a subtle smell of alkaline chemicals that stinged the nose, but there was no stench from rotating creatures.
I reached out and groped the corpse.
Even though it is wrapped around the bonsai wire, there is no trace of pressure on the skin.
In other words, it was very rigid.
“I think it was treated with embaming. The wires seem to have been wound after being embarmed… Seeing that there is not a single downy hair on the body, it seems that the hair has been removed and treated with chemicals.”
“And?”
“If you look at the two victims, they are strangely similar. Maybe sisters… I think.”
“And.”
“The flowers decorated here look like real flowers at first glance, but they are all preserved flowers. So it seems difficult to guess when it was made into a flower state and when it was installed.”
“And.”
As I kept my composure and put the clues together one by one, I found the first welcome piece of evidence.
There are bruises and teeth marks on the chest of the corpse with its stomach skin open like a butterfly.
“These… Aren’t the people you killed? Your teeth are completely different. But seeing that she was raped before she died… Maybe the culprit wasn’t necrophilia. If you look closely, the vaginal entrance is completely glued.”
When I checked the tooth shape, it became even more unknown.
There’s no way he couldn’t confirm this.
Even though he knows he didn’t kill himself, he might have stuffed it himself?
What’s this.
It’s so twisted and round that it gives me a headache.
“Go on.”
I deliberately looked away and took a deep breath before continuing my detailed analysis.
