Great, It’s the Pervy Neighbor. We’re Doomed
Chapter 124: The Lingchi Master - Sherlock
Xia Xiaomei turned her head and asked, "Are you really willing to obey me and do anything I say?"
Sun Yijie nodded frantically like pounding garlic. Seeing a chance to survive, he naturally said whatever sounded good: "I am! I'll do anything you want! I'd gladly be your slave for life!"
Xia Xiaomei asked, "What if I told you to help me capture other people for me to kill? Would you do that?"
"Yes! I would!!!" In his current situation, Sun Yijie would agree even if she demanded his parents' lives.
Xia Xiaomei nodded in satisfaction. But then she sighed deeply: "What a pity, what a pity. You've already been reserved by someone else. Your life isn't mine to decide anymore."
"W-what do you mean?!" Sun Yijie stammered.
Xia Xiaomei explained, "In the past when I killed men, I would torture them endlessly until they died in agony. But now that's not possible. I need money, so I've sold you to someone else."
"Sold? What the fuck! I'm a living human being! Wait, you need money? You're so rich already! Look at all that gold jewelry!!!"
Xia Xiaomei said calmly, "Those are all fake. Just ordinary metal painted gold. Bought online for 9.9 yuan with free shipping." She picked up a gold bracelet from the nightstand, cut it with pliers from her toolbox, and showed Sun Yijie the cross-section.
Real gold would remain gold-colored inside when cut, but this bracelet revealed dark brown metal - who knows what cheap material it was made of.
Pfft!
Sun Yijie literally spat out a mouthful of blood - not figuratively. He was genuinely wounded, having risked his life for worthless fakes.
About 50,000 viewers remained in the live stream at this late hour - the most hardcore fans of "Far Neighbor."
Seeing Sun Yijie vomit blood, Ultimate Rich Kid laughed uproariously: [HAHAHAHA, this is hilarious! Poor little Sun Sun.]
Little Aunt commented: [Nothing funny about it. I just see a desperate man. By the way, did you catch what Xia Xiaomei said earlier? She sold Sun Yijie! To whom?!]
Ultimate Rich Kid: [No idea... maybe she's lying?]
Domineering Female CEO: [Probably not. Several residents have sold lab rats or other perverted tenants in this apartment building before. There are also several buyers!] [I think this time it might be...]
Just as Domineering Female CEO was about to type the buyer's identity, new movement appeared in the stream. Someone was knocking on Xia Xiaomei's door in the middle of the night.
Xia Xiaomei opened the door and brought the visitor to the bedroom - a man who appeared to be in his twenties at first glance. But the crow's feet at his eyes betrayed his true age of 35.
He was strikingly handsome, blending Eastern and Western features - clearly mixed-race, though his exact heritage was unclear. Dressed in a burgundy suit and black leather shoes, he carried a black briefcase.
"Your buyer is here," Xia Xiaomei said flatly to Sun Yijie on the bed.
Sun Yijie stared at the man, shocked that the buyer would arrive so quickly and even more surprised by his handsome, foreign appearance.
The handsome mixed-race man smiled at Sun Yijie: "Let me introduce myself. Hello, I'm Sherlock."
His Chinese was flawless.
Sun Yijie blinked: "Sherlock? Sherlock Holmes?"
"No no no," Sherlock waved his hand. "I'm not that fictional world-famous detective. My father just admired him, so he named me Sherlock. Coincidentally, his surname was Xia too."
Sun Yijie's mind couldn't keep up: "Your father's surname is Xia? Foreigners have that surname?"
Sherlock smiled, his dimples charming: "I'm mixed-race. My father is Chinese, mother is British. Understand?"
After speaking, Sherlock carefully examined Sun Yijie's entire body, studying every muscle and vein with intense scrutiny.
Xia Xiaomei said, "Since you're here, I'll hand Sun Yijie over. How much can you pay?"
Sherlock thought for a minute: "Normally 700,000, but since it's our first transaction, I'll give you an extra 300,000 - 1 million total. I hope we can cooperate often in the future."
Xia Xiaomei nodded, clearly satisfied with the amount. Hearing he'd been sold for 1 million (when his base price was only 700,000), Sun Yijie felt both speechless and humiliated.
He asked Sherlock directly: "Sherlock, why are you buying me? Don't you know human trafficking is illegal?"
Sherlock ignored the second question, only answering the first: "You'll soon find out why I bought you."
Xia Xiaomei brought Sherlock a folding table. He placed his black briefcase on it, opened it, and took out a delicate silver box.
Inside the silver box were only two items: one straight, sharp small knife, and another curved blade.
Sherlock chose the curved knife and stood beside Sun Yijie. Seeing this, Sun Yijie felt extremely uneasy.
Sure enough, Sherlock smiled as he pressed the curved blade against Sun Yijie's eight-pack abs and sliced off a palm-sized piece of bloody flesh.
Sun Yijie screamed in agony. Then something even more horrifying happened.
Sherlock took out a white cloth from his briefcase, spread it neatly on the table, and placed the flesh upon it with sacred reverence, as if handling holy relics.
Sun Yijie was completely stunned, watching this scene in terror, his eyes nearly popping out of his skull.
What the hell was this guy doing?!
Was he... some kind of sadistic, body-mutilating psychopath?