Parasitic
About This Novel
At midnight, there was no one on the quiet street. Taking advantage of the winter rain, a person walked slowly on the road. He was dragging a huge suitcase without an umbrella. A few hours later, he appeared in a dimly lit room, carrying out his latest "work". A stream of bright red color flowed into the container. He took a deep breath, seeming to be extremely enjoying it, squinting his eyes, playing with the scalpel and intravenous drip in his hand. Suddenly, his phone rang strangely, and he picked up the phone: "One has been completed, and the rest will be delivered to me by you." He put the lifeless body into the suitcase and hurried out the door. This time, his movements were much faster, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
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