Chapter 2473

"Pop."

Edmond left the hospital bed, barefoot touched the ground, and made a clear sound. He pounded Horton's heart like thunder. Before his thought reacted, his subconscious had already sounded the alarm. Fear seized his heart, contracted and choked his breath.

Horton reflexively looks at the surveillance window, trying to get help. He needs help.

But then Horton realized his gaffe, quickly drew back his eyes, lowered his voice and kept calm. Really

He could sense his stiffness, from voice to sight. His neck seemed stiff and fixed. He stared at Edmond's shoulder, so that the focus and focus were completely united. It was like staring at a fold on his shoulder, and then he thought about how the fold came to the bottom, The rest of his vision will not drift - to avoid seeing the centipede like crooked wound again.

It's pink and tender.

Twists and turns.

But the picture was deeply imprinted in his mind, which made Horton's nerves tense again. His already tired and weak spirit was forced to draw closer again, and all the remaining minds were tightened up. Then he could not help but start counting in his mind: from one to ten and from ten to one.

Even so, shivering still starts from the end of the spine to the scalp.

Edmond sat at the end of the bed and looked at Horton quietly, but his eyes were changing subtly - if it had been aggressive oppression before, then it had evolved into a kind of... Empathy, and his gentle eyes were like looking at his lover.

Delicate and soft, warm and light.

It seems that there is no problem. The only violation is that his arm wound, the crooked centipede, is warning all the time: This is a cruel and cold-blooded killer, he killed his grandparents, he killed his mother, and many other victims.

Who can be sure if he looks at the victims like this before he kills them?

Fear rises quietly between gentleness.

Unknowingly, the whole ward fell into a dead silence, only the sound of the air conditioner was slightly ringing. The cold air made a goose bumps appear on the surface of the skin, and involuntarily produced an illusion. I always felt that I could hear the gurgling sound of running water

Is the pipe making a sound or is the blood flowing?

Edmond tilted his head slightly, and his eyes became more tender. "You know what? Women are indifferent to me at the beginning, they are not willing to share; In my life, no one wants to interact with me, even the cat I raised at home when I was a child. "

Then Edmond glanced out of sight. The doctors and nurses in the surveillance window had to leave. There was no one else in the room to watch. He and Horton were the only ones left.

"Creak."

Edmund's body sat down heavily and stood up with the help of the rebound of the mattress. The sound of the spring being suppressed, the sound of the shackles colliding, the sound of the feet colliding with the ground... All the sounds were intertwined together. There was also the surging wave of Edmond's super big body standing up quickly, which was mixed with countless sounds, The narrow ward space set off a storm.

Ooh!

Almost at the same time, after only half a beat, Horton also stood up abruptly. The instinct of the beast made him confront Edmond.

But... The momentum was suppressed.

Not only did Edmond's figure and physique completely suppress Horton, but also because Horton's eagerness to stand up revealed his panic. That kind of vigilance and panic made Horton's momentum completely downwind, and the sense of crisis caused his whole body to stand up.

be quiet.

Still.

Both Horton and Edmond remained in a state of complete stillness. It seemed that even the air was frozen. No one dared to break the deadlock lightly.

The stagnant air makes the two people form a stiff confrontation, and the smell of smoke is quietly spreading.

"The only way I can have those girls..." Edmond opened his mouth. His eyes became softer and softer, and he looked at Horton affectionately and attentively, but his words were so cold that there was no temperature, and there was a smell of blood, "... That is to kill them. It worked. They have become my spiritual wives, and they are still with me. "

Horton didn't move. His stiff muscles couldn't move at all.

Edmond turned his head slowly and looked towards the surveillance window. At this moment, Horton reacted and his eyes moved with him

It's empty.

Horton then noticed that there was no one in the surveillance window, and the sense of fear grabbed his throat instantly. The surface of calm had been stretched to the extreme, and the trembling pupils were showing the real emotion in his heart. There was only one idea in his mind: the devil could smell the breath of fear.

This is a perfect game for Edmond, holding the initiative firmly.

"The most interesting thing about the ICU is that there is no system to inform the guards. It's very short-sighted. After all, people in and out are complicated. " Don't worry about the tone and speed, slightly vague pronunciation, no change, even no fluctuation, which sounds familiar?

This is Edmond.

It's still... It's still Horton.

Horton used to speak the same way, and so did Edmond. More carefully, Edmond now consciously imitates Horton's pronunciation.

Although it is not 100% consistent, the subtle changes can be detected between the lines, so that people can't tell whether Horton and Edmond are assimilated after talking, or Edmond and Horton are changed after talking, and the two distinct souls are overlapping.

Terror!

This is really terrible!

The whole set was strangled by the throat, there was no sound, just watching Cameron, more importantly, watching Langley.

In a trance, they have completely lost their judgment. It seems that Cameron is copying Langley's performance, and it seems that Horton is gradually evolving into Edmond. That temperament is gradually approaching, even copying, and then developing a strange and terrible "mirror effect".

So, what's going on? What is happening now? What should they do? Fear to panic makes people unable to move.

"I can easily kill you now." Edmond is approaching.

a step.

And then one more step forward.

Edmond gradually approached Horton. He could clearly see that Horton's jaw curve had been fully tightened, and the slightly trembling pupils exposed the inner confusion. The more Horton controlled, the more nervous he was. The precarious trembling seemed to break at any time.

Edmond's eyes are slightly bright, as if he is exploring the black hole. His upper body is slightly forward, and he looks into Horton's pupil from top to bottom. Then he can see that Yingying water is rippling, and his best control can not avoid the slight redness of his eyes. More importantly, Horton holds his breath, The whole body muscles are tight to the extreme, as if suspended animation can avoid injury.

But a little distance away, these details are all imperceptible, as if there has never been a general, Horton is still the leisurely Horton.

No wonder people always, do not get too close, otherwise all the truth will come to light, at any time may be disillusioned.

However, Edmond likes this kind of Horton, that kind of fragile, let him see... Himself.

"Do something interesting to you before someone shows up." Edmond's voice became lighter and lighter, just like the whispers in Horton's ear. Then, the rhythm slowed down, as if he moved lightly, fearing to disturb the spirit beside the pillow. "Then, you will be with me in spirit."

crazy.

crazy!

This is the madman!

Horton can't even clench his fist. His rigid body stays in the same place, unable to move or breathe. Fear has completely gained the upper hand; What is more terrible is that what he is really afraid of now is not Edmond, but himself reflected in Edmond's eyes

That kind of arrogance, that kind of pride, that kind of arrogance, that kind of faith, that kind of cold-blooded, that kind of strong... That kind of attitude of firmly controlling the overall situation and being superior.

Slowly, so slowly, Edmond's own reflection in the pupil became blurred, and then overlapped with Edmond's face, regardless of each other.

He was afraid of Edmond, and he was even more afraid of becoming Edmond himself. He tried to escape, but there was no place to escape - he could escape Edmond, but how could he escape himself? What should he do?

no No no no. It's an illusion. It's just an illusion. It's an illusion that you're in a panic. It's not like this.

Horton's trembling pupils are denying that he's even trying to regain consciousness, but... He can't control it. He's out of control.

Cameron smelled the smell of fear - he never knew that hormones really had a taste. The smell of fear was sweet, just like caramel. It was not rich but mellow enough. People couldn't help but want to reach out and lick it.

In his deep and clear eyes, Cameron saw Edmond and Horton in Edmond's eyes, from which a powerful force burst out, pulling his collar close to the black hole, just like the vortex of "Ecstasy", engulfing him with open teeth and claws.

But it's not fear, it's enjoyment.

Cameron is enjoying the beauty and charm of this moment, just like... Just like dancing, not ballet or waltz, but tango, the tango of passion and life and death. While they are walking towards the abyss, they still burst out with unimaginable passion.