Abyss Express

Chapter 556 Vol.7 Good at being a human being

St. Josh is a great person—

——Whether it was forming cliques and building relationships, or cooking, these two senses of being a human being allowed him to thrive in the border town of Saladin.

This Caucasian man has thick body hair, extremely deep eye sockets, low cheekbones and flat forehead.

He has a tall nose, thin lips, and a pair of reddish-brown eyes.

He looks to be between forty and forty-five years old. His face is full of wrinkles. He usually likes to wear a woolen vest and roll up the cuffs of his shirt. The skin on his forearms is smooth and delicate, and he has shaved his hair specially. The carefully maintained hands are very dexterous, with thick knuckles and no scars.

He is very handsome. In Chinese terms, when he posts some selfies on social platforms, he is immediately approached by middle-aged aunties and aunties. If he can post a few videos, he might even become a foreign scholar.

He is one hundred and ninety-one centimeters tall and has broad shoulders, which makes people feel at ease in spite of themselves.

At this moment, he was in a single-family villa in the northeastern district of Saladin Town, cooking and entertaining guests at his home.

"Recent psychotherapy seems to be having little effect, Dr. Maguire."

St. Josh flattened the kidney. It had been cleaned and cleaned, and when it was taken out of the plastic bag, it was clean, which made the owner very satisfied.

"Can you tell me? What trouble did you encounter? Someone brought you new troubles?"

Dr. Maguire was waiting in the restaurant. He sat up straight, with burning anger in his eyes. He seemed to be making enemies outside and was always uneasy.

"It's not a big deal, Dr. Joris, if you're curious."

St. Josh Joris immediately responded: "I am really curious. I am a psychiatrist, and I should help patients solve their problems. Cases like yours are really rare. I have collected a lot of [consultation fees] from you. Your hysteria never goes away - that makes me ashamed."

This ogre has transformed into a special physician at the Saladin Town Medical Clinic, mainly responsible for dealing with the psychological problems of members of various hunting groups.

He had no reservations about his patients, and set the consultation fee as part of his physical essence. All patients who received treatment in his hands had to have a meal with him, and the food for this meal was human flesh.

You may be wondering, has no one discovered the true identity of this demon? St. Josh Joris has started eating human flesh. Isn’t there anyone who resists?

Let us turn our attention to the large double-door refrigerator next to the kitchen counter. This refrigerator contains the organs and bones of sixteen people, and only the best parts are taken. Saint Josh is a very particular person, and he never eats rotten meat. , specially select the most delicious piece and keep it as a food reserve.

In the past two years, sixteen patients wanted to take the initiative to expose St. Josh's cannibalism, and were eventually killed. Moreover, St. Josh did not do it himself. He instigated other patients and friends to help and kill them. "Ungrateful" psychosis.

Maguire paid for a kidney this time, which was nothing to him. He could easily obtain a panacea in the clinic where he was located. Even if he took out his heart and liver as payment, he could still afford it.

Maguire: "I did what you asked."

St. Josh was quite surprised. He suddenly turned his head in front of the kitchen counter and looked at the restaurant: "Did you kill Alphonse?"

Maguire nodded, a little shyly——

"--Yes."

Although St. Josh pretended to be serious, he still couldn't hide the joy that slightly turned up at the corners of his mouth: "How do you feel? Has the previous anxiety and mania been relieved?"

"That's right." Maguire nodded, also looking relieved: "The Belloberg spirit in me gradually calmed down and became less noisy."

As he opened the pages of menus, St. Josh's fingers quickly moved around and came to the beef liver menu instructions. He closed the page and started working immediately.

"You told me that Alphonse is a shameless scumbag."

Maguire immediately responded: "Yes! He killed two companions in the hunting group! One of them was a geologist!"

"Don't be excited. Don't be excited. My friend." St. Josh began to process the ingredients, and his superb knife skills evenly divided it into translucent slices.

"Have you used the small bottle I gave you?"

What I’m talking about here is the chopped fennel roots and white pepper and salt grains on Dr. Maguire’s body, which are rare condiments in the underground world.

Maguire immediately replied: "Yes."

"How does it taste?" St. Josh asked: "It must be very delicious, right? The moment when justice is served, it must be paired with the right condiments. This makes you feel happy, right?"

Maguire nodded quickly and responded: "Yes, Dr. Joris, I am very satisfied with the little gift you gave me - although Alphonse is a bad person, he has a good heart."

"Then what troubles do you still have?" St. Josh asked: "The ghost of [the gunsmith] in your mind no longer bothers you. Is there anything else?"

Before the doctor could finish asking, Maguire suddenly became excited.

"Four bastards robbed the hospital! They were all remnants of the war gang! They almost killed the old Chinese medicine doctor! These damn bastards actually attacked the patients, they are so heartless! "

St. Josh put down the kitchen utensils at hand and quickly came behind Maguire——

——This psychiatrist is very professional. He knows that at this time, the patient needs a warm and comfortable environment and a suitable listener.

He put his arm around Maguire's shoulders and looked down at the angry bull - yes, Maguire now looked like an angry and aggressive bison.

"Speak slowly, Maguire, speak slowly."

He is like a father, like a brother, with ambiguous love in his eyes, even like a lover, gently putting his hand on the side of Maguire's neck.

"Speak slowly."

Maguire seemed to be under a spell, and his uncontrollable emotions were alleviated. Unknowingly, he felt a sense of dependence, which prompted him to lean against Dr. St. Josh's belly. From this position, he could hear a strange gurgling sound— —

——The sound of water originally made by the squirming insect nest of Vita Brand sounded to Maguire like he was back in his mother's womb, which made him inexplicably fascinated.

"Before I killed Alphonse, a priest stole the poison. I was going to poison Alphonse to death."

"Huh?" St. Josh immediately became unhappy, because poisoning was not carnivorism, but he still put back his little emotion.

Maguire then said: "Originally, I wasn't that courageous. I wasn't ready yet. I wanted Dani to do this. It was because of what this priest did that I personally killed Alfon." "

"I cut a piece of meat from this beast's heart. I was afraid that he would wake up. I was afraid that he would hear something. If he knew that I was eating human flesh, I would be finished."

"Dr. Joris"

"It's this guy's fault, right?"

Maguire suddenly became like a child and started to lose his temper.

"It's all because of this priest's intervention that forced me to become a murderer, right?"

"It wasn't me who did it, it wasn't me."

"It's all the priest's fault. It's not his meddling. If the bottle of poison was left behind, the murderer should be Dany, right?"

Maguire squeezed St. Josh Joris's hand tightly, only to feel a sudden strong force.

"That's not right." St. Josh hooked Maguire's chin and straightened the thirty-something young man's head, "No, no, you are wrong."

The ogre pressed Maguire's head hard, rubbed his hair and temples, lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

"No, don't question yourself, Maguire Copenhagen - don't question your own decisions."

"You are not wrong. The person who died on the operating table was just a criminal who abandoned his fellow humans for his own selfishness. You did not do anything wrong."

"As for the bottle of poison, it is your weakness. The priest is a messenger sent by God. He eliminates your weakness and makes you full of determination."

"You are not wrong, my child. You are not wrong."

St. Josh slowly let go of Maguire and returned to the kitchen counter with an elegant gait.

He continued cooking and asked Maguire to finish the story.

"Say something about this priest? My boy."

Although the title changed from "guest" to "my child", Maguire didn't feel awkward at all. He was completely controlled by this ogre.

"His name is Zhang Congfeng. He is a Chinese and he came with the VIPs - I asked about him and it seems that he set out from Brunwell and went to the hot spring market to treat a father and daughter."

Speaking of this, Maguire quickly added.

"Oh, he's also a psychiatrist."

After the main course was marinated in lemon juice, St. Josh began to prepare the side dishes and put the frying pan on the fire. When he heard the word "psychiatrist," his brows suddenly jumped, as if he had become aggressive.

"Do you hate him?"

Maguire: "I hate him! He covered criminals and stole my car!"

"How to cover it?" St. Josh asked curiously.

"He stole the car keys from me and handed them over to these robbers. Although..." Maguire paused and changed his tone, not as irritable as before: "Although he saved the old Chinese medicine aunt He's back, but I suspect he is with the robbers."

Now that the four brothers in the war gang have fallen into the hands of the militia, this is obviously not what St. Josh wants to see.

This ogre only gave the four brothers advice and no real help. Originally, according to St. Josh's plan, all four brothers had to die under the gun of the militiamen. Then he would find an opportunity to go to the military depot and steal some inventory. ——After all, the meat of the blood-giving unit is much more delicious than that of these Homo sapiens.

I just pity the four brothers headed by Big B. They have no idea how much the "noble man" of Hercules wants them to die. They were kept in the dark from beginning to end.

During this robbery, their survival depended on their own ability, and they had to negotiate with St. Josh to split the money. Even if he dies, his body won’t be kept, and it will be sent to St. Josh’s refrigerator.

"Go on." St. Josh remained calm and began to fry the kidneys.

Maguire: "These criminals overturned their car in the cave. When the militiamen brought my car back, my lungs were about to explode - I just wanted to get revenge on them. I wanted to eat them. Eat these cannibals." Freak!"

Saint Josh took care of the main course and began to arrange the side dishes: "What then?"

After Maguire finished talking about Big B's removal of worms, he went on to talk about the details of how he carved a cross and sent it to the cell as a letter of challenge.

Saint Josh had an ominous premonition when he heard this. This premonition had no reason - it was like [inspiration]. It had saved Saint Josh many times. Every time when disaster was approaching, this ogre would be there in advance. Run away. But that didn't work this time. He really wanted to taste the blood-granting unit's meat. It had been too long since he had tasted the good stuff.

"Did you write a sentence on the cross?"

Maguire: "Yes. I was really angry at the time. This unscrupulous priest must be helping criminals - how could he do this? He is also a psychiatrist! Just like you!"

"No, no, no," St. Josh quickly denied: "We are different, Maguire, I am unique."

Maguire immediately became cheerful and saw St. Josh coming over with a dinner plate - he moved his index finger and mouth to make himself salivate, even though the plate contained his kidneys.

"Eat first." St. Josh waved: "The condiments for the main course are minced celery, lime juice and lemon with a little vinegar. This vinegar is very precious and is a specialty of the hot spring market."

"The side dishes are onion slices and animal cream, fried in peanut oil, very fragrant."

"Beef liver has a rusty smell of iron, and I think your kidneys should be the same. You are strong and have strong hematopoietic function. I don't know how you handled this kidney, at least when it was handed over to me. Very clean.”

"The staple food is just simple whole-egg-baked bread slices. I didn't separate the egg yolks and egg whites. The honey at home is still frozen. You came too unexpectedly. Remember to make a reservation next time."

"Just a moment, kid."

St. Josh is like an amiable father and a caring and gentle mother. He teaches Maguire step by step how to tear the bread, wrap the ingredients tightly, stuff the seasonings and slowly put them into his mouth.

"Don't eat too much in the first bite. It's hot right out of the pan, so let your tongue taste its sweetness first."

Maguire put the food into his mouth and his eyes immediately lit up.

He chewed the hot bread slices and tasted the unusually sweet and crunchy texture from the rough bread fibers and the crispy outside and tender egg liquid inside.

"Take the second bite, a big bite." Saint Josh reminded.

Maguire hugged the piece of bread and wrapped it around the main dish again. After taking a big bite, he felt a warm current rush out of his mouth and nose, and the delicious flavor penetrated the entire esophagus.

"Oh! Wow! Doctor Joris, your skills are really amazing."

"Hey" St. Josh Joris smiled, with two rows of white teeth exposed, squinted his eyes, and tapped the wine glass lightly with his fork, which meant "I'm ready to eat too"——

——After completing this action, he once again used the fork as a pointer. At the end of this "small lesson in life", he would talk about the mural in the restaurant.

"The things you told me about Jane Doe scared me, especially the gunsmith."

St. Josh does not hide his inner weakness at all and exposes all his fears to Maguire. This is a form of mimicry that can make patients relax their vigilance.

"The Belloberg spirit in your body is a natural enemy to me. It is my nemesis."

Maguire said quickly: "I won't hurt you, Mr. St. Josh, you let me know that there is such a gentle and kind-hearted blood donor in the world. You are a good person."

"Many people say this, but they don't think so in their hearts." St. Josh pointed to Jason Megan on the mural, "I have always regarded the anonymous lapis lazuli werewolf as my idol - Jason Megan, his His cooking skills are unparalleled in the world.”

"Every Saturday, he holds classes in the streaming classroom and teaches people how to cook."

"I am his number one fan, do you know hahahaha"

"A blood-granting monster actually recognizes Qing Jin as his teacher, hahahahaha"

At this point, Saint Josh laughed involuntarily.

Maguire didn’t know why Mr. Joris was laughing. It’s just that when emotions are manipulated by others, a chain reaction will immediately follow.

He also started to laugh, as if to match the other person's performance.

"Hahahahaha yeah. Hahahahahaha"

By this time, St. Josh was sure that Maguire had dropped all his guard and turned into a puppet——

"—I might need a small favor from you, Maguire."

Maguire responded while eating: "You tell me."

St. Josh: "I want to kill these four criminals. They deserve it, don't they?"

Maguire: "It's true that they don't treat the patients in the hospital as human beings - they deserve death."

St. Josh: "They were in the cell, it was a safe environment, you didn't have a chance to do anything."

Maguire: "The militia are protecting criminals! This is ridiculous!"

Saint Josh: "I will help you, don't worry. There is always a chance."

Maguire: "What about the priest?"

At this point, Maguire was still hesitant. The harsh words carved on the cross seemed to be just an impulsive act out of anger.

This is what Saint Josh is waiting for——

——Saladin does not need two "psychiatrists". If there is a more professional psychological counselor, what will happen to his business? Can he still live his good life?

"Maguire, if this priest really confuses you, he makes you miserable, he makes you crazy - as your best friend, I will find an opportunity to kill him, this is where my friendship with you lies. "

"But..." Maguire suddenly became excited: "Dr. Joris, you have lived incognito in Saladin for so many years. You just want to live a peaceful life. You can't dye your hands red again for me."

"You are my patient, a doctor is a parent." St. Josh interrupted Maguire——

"-Don't waste food."