"thank you"
Zhou Yan nodded his thanks and dragged the toolbox slowly to the two-story house. This time, he seemed to follow the advice of Officer Jon and walked very slowly and never stepped on a bug again.
"Young people"
Officer Jon shook his head in this hot and humid weather. I don’t know when he will take off his hat and shake his short hair, which has been soaked with sweat.
At this time, a skinny yellow stray dog limped to the side of officer Jon. He was so thin that his cheeks were deeply sunken that he could almost see the shape of his skull.
Its dark eyes struggled to raise a glimmer of light, its nose sniffed gently, bent over its front legs and wagged its tail gently together.
"You’re right. You’re Jack. Hi, Jack."
Officer Jon recognized this as a stray dog that often wandered around the town. He named him "Jack" and he fed a stray dog.
He took out a sausage from his pocket and waved it like an adult teasing a child. "Do you want to eat?" Jack, this is me. Are you ready? "
Rhubarb dog Jack has a long mouth with a reddish tongue. He is panting. His mouth gives a faint whimper. A drop of sticky saliva flows out of his mouth and sticks to his fur.
Jon squatted down to his fat body with some difficulty. He reached out and touched rhubarb dog’s head, which was covered with bald spots, showing pale pink skin and stained with dark brown liquid.
Officer Jon didn’t care about it. After stroking his dirty head for a while, he took the children to open the presents in his voice. "Let me see how the little guys look."
He lifted the long ears hanging over the yellow dog’s head
The flesh-colored ears are densely packed with countless ticks. These sharp jaws are embedded in the fragile skin surface and suck the flesh and blood of the host.
Maybe it’s the strange red color on the surface of the original gray tick after years of smoking, which almost breaks its small round body. Look carefully, these ticks are constantly stretching and breathing like living things.
"It’s really beautiful!" Officer Jon reached out and stroked these vomit parasites, feeling the fingertips full and smooth, and his face was intoxicated and yearning. "I didn’t raise you to Jack for nothing to eat better and make my little guys look cuter."
He dropped the sausage on the ground with his hands.
Rhubarb dog wolfed down rare food, and the pale pink meat foam squeezed out of his mouth fell on the dusty road. He also bowed his head and licked his tongue all the time.
On the side of Jon’s fat body, a spotted dog with sarcoma hanging on his head sneaked by on the plum-blossom paw print, and he ran quickly without paying attention to it and got into the grass by the side of the road.
You have something to say.
Please collect. Thank you, lovebirds.
Chapter 4. Chapter 4
Wenxinjia 3
Professional ethics of special effects makeup artists
Zhou Yan came to this unknown aunt Cathy’s house, and he kept rehearsing in his mind, such as greeting this aunt.
At the moment, he is still a little uneasy in front of this aunt’s house
There is a circle of olive branches hanging at the door, and the grass ring is dotted with unknown small white flowers. There is a pale yellow paper with a line written on it. If you find Wendy, please contact me quickly.
This paper seems to have been around for some time. I wonder how long Wendy has been missing.
Zhou Yanzheng was about to knock at the door when it suddenly opened.
A woman with messy hair suddenly appeared from the crack of the door. It seems that she hasn’t washed her face for a long time. Her face is covered with shiny oil stains and her eyes are bloodshot.
"There is a Wendy-"
Aunt Cathy’s voice came to an abrupt end when she saw Zhou Yan. She nervously took a step back from examining Zhou Yan’s gnawed nails and mumbled, "Who is it?"
Zhou Yanwei stepped back irretrievably. "I am your nephew Jesse."
"Please come in, my nephew"
Her voice is hoarse and sharp, and her mouth is full of strange sounds. Buddha has two rows of teeth that keep chattering.
When she opened the door, a sour and rotten smell came over her face.
It’s the rotten smell of food.
Zhou Yan couldn’t help but hold her breath. Wendy’s disappearance made this woman who was full of hope for life so unkempt.
Aunt Cathy unconsciously blocked Zhou Yan’s sight and said falteringly, "I don’t usually do this. Wait a minute."
She hurried to the dining table, holding a bowl of soup with mold floating in it, and poured it into the sink. She turned on the tap and spouted water to make her voice a little fuzzy. "You, go sit in your room first, and I’ll clean it up."
Zhou Yan doubted that it was clean. He looked at the stairs leading to the second floor. The wall was covered with photos, and it was a little girl.
"Ah, your room is on the left."
Aunt Cathy turned to look at Zhou Yan while washing the bowl. Her mouth suddenly bent and said, "Isn’t Wendy cute?"
Zhou Yan is "very cute"
He still doesn’t know what Wendy looks like.
This greatly pleased Aunt Cathy, who even hummed a tune "When you close your eyes, you seem to see her, and she looks at you quietly in the dark …"
Seeing that she started washing dishes by herself, Zhou Yan took the stairs with her toolbox, and he carefully looked at Wendy on the wall.
Even in black and white photos, you can see that she is a lovely little girl with long curly hair on both sides of her round face. She is smiling and there is a small pear vortex beside her mouth.
The wall photos are almost all Wendy’s personal photos, and there is a photo of Wendy and her aunt going out for a picnic.
Zhou Yan slowly withdrew his feet, and the centipede moved hundreds of steps and got into the bushes at an extremely fast speed.
