‘A Minor Matter of Murder’ 02

With a faint sound, the entire skull was sawed off. A complete brain was revealed. It seemed my knife skills had improved again, and this time I didn't damage any brain tissue at all.
The cross-section of the skull was smooth and flat, set against the pink brain, making it look especially appetizing.
The skin on the brain is the most delicate and nutritious. Add sesame oil, sprinkle a little sesame and scallion, both to enhance the flavor and make the color more appealing. Then wrap it in aluminum foil and simmer it over charcoal. Never use an iron pan, or it will pick up a metallic smell. This ruins this delicious dish.
As for the remaining cerebellum, brainstem, and the like. The taste is just ordinary; just fry it in the pot.
I carefully washed the head of the meat that I had cleaned clean. This is an excellent collectible. After this meal, my food reserves were completely gone. Looks like hunting would start again. I struggled to pull out a large box from under the bed, filled with hunting tools. Among these, my proudest tool was a pair of gloves—real gloves. They were made from human skin, and making them took me a lot of effort. Peeling off a piece of human skin and preserving fingerprints was no easy task. Back then, I worked tirelessly under a high-magnification microscope for a whole week. I took the toolbox and carefully applied my makeup; it looked exactly like one of my neighbors. But my neighbor had already gone into my belly, turned into a piece of excrement, and ended up in the sewer. I had studied makeup before. In fact, everyone in this three-story building where I live, except me, has gone to see the King of Hell. Imitating these people's behavior is simple. In this increasingly indifferent era, who cares about their neighbors carefully? Even the neighbor across the street might not recognize them. Let alone being separated by a building. Every time they go hunting, they have to sacrifice the identity of the previous victim. That's really troublesome. When everyone in this building has committed murder and is on the run, I will have to move again. I will move into a place and slowly kill my neighbors. First, I steal their identities and wander for a while, then commit a major crime and disappear forever while on the run. "The "killer" is a "dead person." How could I possibly catch them?
Experience hundreds of lives, thousands of lives. Like a parasite, invading society, slowly eroding it. Killing, killing for the sake of killing.This is my life...\(To be continued. Also, my other long novel won't be abruptly ended. It's just been busy with studies, no time. Additionally, I want to change the novel's title to 'The Moment of Falling,' just a random thought. I would like everyone to give some suggestions, waiting for my good friends Qian, Xiao JiJi, Mo Li, Mei Mei, etc...)