Chapter 82: Simply More Perverted Than a Pervert
After their eyes met, Yoon Ji-su felt a little uneasy. This Mother in front of her made her feel strange.
Fortunately, at this moment, the elevator bell rang, indicating that the elevator had reached the Floor where Yoon Ji-su was.
A few seconds later, the elevator door slowly opened. Seeing this, An Seon-yeong pushed the stroller into the elevator. When she saw the girl didn't come in with her, she couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you taking the elevator?"
Yoon Ji-su's mind raced, then she casually found an excuse to brush her off.
Until the elevator door completely closed.
Only then did Yoon Ji-su say, confused, "What's going on with that woman?"
"She's a good person." A slightly magnetic male voice came from beside them. The speaker was Jung Jae-heon. He wore a pair of oval glasses, and his old-fashioned suit made him look a bit stiff. Jung Jae-heon was a language teacher and also a pastor.
Immediately after, Jung Jae-heon recounted the accident An Seon-yeong had experienced.
"She lost her child last year. Just because of a moment of carelessness, the stroller in her hand slid into the road."
Having said this, he didn't continue.
"How pitiful..." Yoon Ji-su sighed. As for the end of the accident, she could already guess it without him saying. Indeed, it was normal for a Mother to have mental problems after suffering such a huge blow.
"Although the Lord occasionally gives us trials that are difficult to overcome, it doesn't mean we cannot overcome them."
"These are all God's instructions."
"Hello, my name is Jung Jae-heon."
After speaking, Jung Jae-heon extended his right hand to Yoon Ji-su. Yoon Ji-su wasn't really interested in this kind of middle-aged man, especially since he was also being mystical. So, she put on a fake smile, put her hand in her pocket, and bowed to Jung Jae-heon, saying, "Yoon Ji-su. Please take good care of me."
I have to say, Koreans really like to bow.
Just going up and down the stairs, Xia Shang would meet many people bowing to him and asking his name.
Of course, Xia Shang didn't have the habit of bowing; he usually just nodded in acknowledgement.
At this moment, he was preparing to take the elevator to the first Floor. As the elevator door slowly opened, a scar-faced man wearing a floral striped shirt appeared before Xia Shang. The man had his head lowered, leaning against the elevator wall. It was clearly visible that there were scars on his face from being burned by flames.
"Pyeon Sang-wook." Xia Shang walked into the elevator, stood beside the scar-faced man, and said softly.
Pyeon Sang-wook, leaning against the wall, slowly raised his head to look at Xia Shang. His eyes revealed a sense of indifference.
He was a killer, one who disdained the legal system.
The reason he came to Green Home Apartment this time was because he was entrusted by the Father of a victim in a child disappearance case. Since the government and the law couldn't judge that sinner, he would end him.
Therefore, following the clues, he tracked him all the way to Green Home Apartment.
"Who are you?" Pyeon Sang-wook leaned his body back, silently assuming the best posture for attack.
"I'm like you."
Xia Shang had a slight smile on his lips. He extended his hands and made a clapping motion. When his hands separated, a series of metallic-gleaming surgical knives appeared as if by magic. "As you can see, I'm also a killer. You can call me Doctor."
"Are you here to kill me?" Just based on Xia Shang's means from earlier, Pyeon Sang-wook realized that the guy in front of him was a difficult opponent.
In fact, Xia Shang's purpose for going to the first Floor just now was to find The Security Guard, because a good idea had popped into his mind: since different desires could turn Infected into different Monsters, could he cultivate the innate ability he wanted by changing the Infected's desires?
Of course, this was just a guess of his.
First of all, desire is not a concrete concept to begin with. There can be many kinds of human desires, so desire is definitely not the absolute factor in becoming an Infected. In Xia Shang's view, to become an Infected, the following conditions must be met: First, emotions are extremely broken down or on the verge of breaking down; Second, there is despair towards the world or oneself; Third, there is a single, extremely strong desire, and one submits to their own desire.
Xia Shang's original plan was to try and see if he could change The Security Guard's desire.
But he estimated the possibility was small, because the other party had already become an Infected, which meant the desire to kill had already taken over his body.
So it would be best to find an ordinary human who hadn't been Infected yet.
However, when he saw Pyeon Sang-wook, he immediately thought of a perfect candidate.
That was the real culprit behind the child disappearance case, Cui Yongjae.
Cui Yongjae was formerly a teacher at the school, and also a psychopathic abuser. Using this kind of person for an experiment, Xia Shang not only felt no burden but also felt a sense of eagerness.
"More than one child has gone missing; he's messed with someone important." Xia Shang's explanation was reasonable.
Pyeon Sang-wook didn't doubt it. If you walk the night road too often, you'll always encounter ghosts. That bastard had clearly kidnapped the daughter of an important person.
"You can't take him away."
Pyeon Sang-wook could cooperate with Xia Shang, but he would absolutely not allow Xia Shang to take the person away. His childhood experiences made it impossible for him to truly trust someone.
"Okay, cooperation is a pleasure?" Xia Shang extended his right hand to Pyeon Sang-wook.
"Mm." Pyeon Sang-wook nodded expressionlessly.
Immediately after, Pyeon Sang-wook led him to the door of a room. He took a roll of tape from his pocket, pulled out a length, and tied it around his hands. Finally, he knocked on the door and said in a deep voice, "Your delivery has arrived. Please come out and sign for it."
Soon, a faint sound of footsteps rang out.
Click! The moment the door was opened, Pyeon Sang-wook didn't hesitate to cover his eyes with tape, and then shoved him inside.
The entire action was as smooth as flowing clouds and water.
"Excellent." Xia Shang didn't find any cameras nearby. After walking into the room, he closed the door behind him.
"Help! Someone's broken in and is robbing..."
Cui Yongjae, whose eyes were covered, struggled desperately while shouting for help loudly.
"So noisy." Xia Shang reached out and pinched his jaw. The immense strength seemed like it would crush his chin. The intense pain only made him emit unintelligible whimpers.
Pyeon Sang-wook glanced at Xia Shang, then used tape to tie Cui Yongjae up tightly.
But even so, Cui Yongjae, lying on the ground, still wriggled on the ground like a maggot, trying to crawl out of the room.
"Don't move."
Pyeon Sang-wook unceremoniously kicked him.
Then, dragging him, he walked into his room. On the walls of his room, photos of abused children were plastered everywhere, which was truly shocking. Scum like Cui Yongjae, even in prison, would be the most despised by other inmates.
Only the weak bully the weak. Cui Yongjae clearly reached out to the weakest beings in society for his own pleasure.
Pyeon Sang-wook quickly found the photo of the missing girl on the wall of photos.
He lowered his head, looking solemnly at the photo in his hand, then put it into his clothes pocket. He turned on the television and turned the volume up to maximum.
"Want one?" Pyeon Sang-wook took out a pack of cigarettes, took one out, and put it in his mouth. *Snap*, the lighter flame lit the cigarette. After taking a deep drag, he slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke that lingered for a long time.
"Sorry, I quit a long time ago."
Xia Shang hadn't touched things that would harm his body for a long time.
He was more interested in Cui Yongjae on the ground right now.
"Sir, may I ask if you feel despair towards this world?"
Xia Shang tore off the tape from Cui Yongjae's mouth and asked with a serious expression.
Due to difficulty breathing, Cui Yongjae coughed violently the moment the tape was torn off, then said, "Why are you doing this to me? I didn't do anything! Although I don't know what's wrong, it's all my fault! I won't call the police, I won't tell anyone."
Pyeon Sang-wook didn't speak, he just took the cigarette from his mouth and stuck it into Cui Yongjae's mouth.
"Doing that could easily block his windpipe, don't be so rough." Xia Shang smiled and pushed his hand away, using a surgical knife formed from flesh and blood to pick out the cigarette butt from his mouth.
Because of this action, Cui Yongjae thought Xia Shang was a good person. "Let me go, I can give you a lot of money, and I promise I won't call the police."
"Are you in despair? What is your current desire?" Xia Shang asked again.
"Huh?" Cui Yongjae's eyes were filled with confusion, and even Pyeon Sang-wook beside him frowned.
"Answer me." Xia Shang's smile disappeared from his face. He grabbed Cui Yongjae by the neck and actually lifted him up.
Seeing this scene, Pyeon Sang-wook's pupils suddenly contracted. He knew very well how much strength it would take to do what Xia Shang was doing, and he seemed to be doing it quite easily. Was this guy really a human? "Ugh..." Cui Yongjae's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, his eyes became bloodshot, and the strong feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to breathe.
Seeing that the time was right.
Only then did Xia Shang throw him onto the ground and ask the question again.
"No despair, I'm not in despair. I don't have any desires right now. I really won't run away."
As the saying goes, evil people need evil people to deal with them. Cui Yongjae's voice was tinged with a sob at this moment.
However, it was clear that his answer didn't satisfy Xia Shang. What a joke! Facing death and still not in despair, this kid's bones were a bit hard.
The next moment, the surgical knife in his hand plunged straight into Cui Yongjae's thigh. The surgical knife was very thin, so not much blood flowed out.
"Sorry, I need you to feel despair right now, despair towards the entire world. At the same time, you also need to have a desire to live."
To be honest, Xia Shang's words were indeed difficult for people. Generally speaking, if you're in despair about the world, how could you possibly have a desire to live?
But Xia Shang believed anything was possible. Besides, even if he failed, he had nothing to lose.
"I..." After hearing Xia Shang's request, Cui Yongjae indeed felt a sense of despair in his heart. The other party was simply more perverted than a pervert.
(end of chapter)