Chapter 22… The Lost Portrait (6)
Shen Yu’s gaze locked tightly on the bed and he lifted the engineer shovel in his hand. Then he turned around abruptly and slashed towards the portrait behind him with his backhand.
Bard was right. This shovel is indeed very useful. With just one hit, it had cut off the giant portrait and the frame.
The monitor and the eavesdropping device were all exposed from the torn painting, shining with a weird red light.
Shen Yu raised the shovel and smashed them to pieces.
Yue Ze was slightly surprised, “You ruined the surveillance in the room, Bard will be alerted.”
Shen Yu replied, “Indeed! But without surveillance, he can’t see our next move, so he wouldn’t dare to act rashly for the time being.”
If he doesn’t destroy the surveillance and Bard sees what he is going to do next, the old man is really going to get crazy!
After that, he raised his shovel and slammed it against the bottom of the brick bed. The shovel was sharp, but the bricks were built more firmly.
Yue Ze instantly understood what he meant and stepped forward to stop him, “Time is precious. We must do it before Bard can do anything, so leave it to me.”
He pressed the bed with one hand and the black book with the other. His fingers trembled slightly and a low sound buzzed, then the bricks under his fingers vibrated along with it.
This is another brand new skill!
Shen Yu is curious. Looking at him, he really doesn’t know how many weird skills there are in his chief’s book.
However, within two or three seconds, those well-laid bricks shattered under the vibration of the rhythm. Together with the bed board above, they were completely shattered.
Under the cover of debris and small pieces of bricks, a heavy iron door appeared in front of the two of them.
The iron door was not locked, and a thick handle was welded on the door. An extremely strong rot stench came, clearly from the crack of the door.
Shen Yu stepped forward and didn’t hesitate to open the iron door. There was a long tunnel behind the door and a straight steps leading to the depths of the earth.
Walking down the long and narrow steps, the surrounding light gradually dimmed and the air became thinner. In the deepest part of the ground, an empty and humid cellar appeared in front of the two of them.
The cellar is large enough to accommodate an adult man standing upright. The front, back, left, and right are also very empty. There is an iron platform in the center, which resembles the workbench used by a butcher when slaughtering pigs and sheep.
No one would have thought that Bard had dug such a big and deep hole under the bed where he usually slept.
Unexpectedly, unlike what they thought, there was no tragic bloody scene in the cellar. The stumps of arms and bloody internal organs that the two had expected before did not appear here.
Except for a strong rancid smell, the cellar was clean and there was no trace of blood.
A stack of chopped wood is neatly stacked on the wall of the cellar. Scattered around were tools, such as axes, planes, hatchets and etc., which look like they are specially used to store firewood.
The only thing that seems a little dangerous is that there is a long chainsaw next to the wood, which is usually used to saw wood.
Shen Yu looked at everything clean in front of him, his eyes cold, “He wants to cover it.”
In order to avoid moisture, firewood generally needs to be stored in a dry place. How could it be placed in such a humid cellar?
Moreover, there is no fireplace in Bard’s villa, and gas, water and electricity are also used for cooking. Why do we need so much useless wood?
These woods are just a blinding method to confuse others, and can let unsuspecting people relax their vigilance.
Shen Yu suddenly remembered one of his props.
He put his palm on the black book, officially using his props for the first time in the story.
The cellar was dark, and under the reaction of the reagents, faint blue lights lit up on the surrounding walls.
The palm prints on the wall, desperate scratches, splashes of blood… All the blood stains that were cleaned up in the past slowly appeared under the action of the reagent.
The iron platform in the center of the cellar had the most blood stains, illuminating the faint blue light of the beach.
Blue light was also lit up on tools such as chainsaws, axes, and planes.
This is an out-and-out slaughterhouse!
Shen Yu took a cold breath and said, “Anonymous, do you remember how Bard trimmed the roses before?”
Yue Ze’s eyes dimmed slightly, “Remember.”
He took all the imperfections of the roses. Cut it off, regardless of the shape of the flower itself, and forcibly trim the branches into the “perfect” look in his heart.
How “perfect” it is in his eyes, is how deformed it is in the eyes of others!
Shen Yu looked around, his tone gradually lowered, “And he also mentioned in his diary that the girls who had been with him also had their own imperfections.”
Annie’s head is too short, and Betty’s hair is ugly, Anna’s fingers are short and thick, and Emily’s face is freckled…no one is his perfect Alice.
But it’s very simple, just like pruning roses, just “fix” the girls.
The short Annie was forced to elongate her bones;
Betty’s ugly hair was stripped off along with her scalp;
Anna’s stubby fingers were cut thin;
Emily’s freckled face was shaved off;
The girls were led into the cellar, imprisoned, tied to an iron platform, like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. They were plucked out of their “imperfect” places, and was made into the perfection in Bard’s heart and the deformity in the eyes of normal people.
The girls scratched and shouted desperately, printing their blood-stained palm prints on the wall.
But in this deep cellar, no one can hear their cry for help.
Such a tragic and heavy truth could not help but silence Shen Yu and Yue Ze for a long time.
No wonder Bard wrote in his diary that the people under the bed had been staring at him, so he had to block the bottom of the bed with bricks.
No wonder they heard the sound of chewing and scratching under everyone’s bed on the first night they stayed in the villa.
Those were the souls of the girls, repeating the desperate behavior of asking for help during their lifetime, and when Bard sealed the bottom of the bed, and he completely wiped out the girls’ weak hope of escape.
Bard’s behavior is like the legendary ghoul, chewing the girls’ flesh and blood invisibly.
After a while, Shen Yu asked with difficulty, “What is even more tragic is that the girls who have been transformed in this way will not die immediately. They can still survive for a long time.”
Bard also mentioned in the diary, Annie died of pneumonia and Emily died of suicide, but their flesh and blood might not be the real cause of death for these girls.
The girls must have experienced other things, more terrifying and worse than being imprisoned in a cellar.
Weak people are tortured to death, and strong people are tortured to commit suicide.
Even the most devout worshipper would no longer care if they can go to heaven, they just want to seek liberation and leave the living hell in front of them.
What terrible situation have they experienced?
With a heavy heart, Shen Yu groped around in the dark cellar, and accidentally touched a bunch of fluffy things.
This lump of things was dirty and smelly, and it felt like hair that hadn’t been washed for a long time. It was a large piece of light stuff that could almost wrap up an entire adult and was hidden in a hidden corner of the cellar.
It was very inconspicuous. If it weren’t for Shen Yu’s careful search, it would be ignored.
He rubbed it and found that it was some kind of animal fur.
Where did he seem to have seen the fur of this animal before?
Shen Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly froze.
This is…dog hair?!
Dirty, smelly, and was the same fur as the big black dog next to Bud!
As if thinking of something, his whole body suddenly froze. Then he fastly escaped from the cellar and hurriedly found the three girls who were still in the villa.
Before, when Lin Miaomiao was bitten by the big black dog, she was shocked and frightened, fearing that she might get rabies, and until now she still couldn’t help crying, so her companions were gathering around her to comfort her.
He directly shouted to Lin Miaomiao, “Let me take a look at the wound you were bitten!”
Lin Miaomiao was a little inexplicable, but out of trust, she untied the gauze wrapped around her wrist and showed the bite marks to Shen Yu.
When the black dog bit her just now, although it looked fierce, but because its teeth were too blunt, the bite didn’t go deep. It just bit through her skin and made her ooze a little blood.
At the moment when he saw the bite mark clearly, Shen Yu gasped.
The wound is not a mark left by a dog bite.
Those are human tooth marks!
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