I have to say that Amy is a very good makeup artist.

She pulled Jiujiu into her room.

This is the first time I have entered her room for a long time.

In this country where personal privacy is very important, private places are not allowed to enter and exit at will.

This is a bit relaxed in China, and it is common for people to come uninvited.

Through the narrow corridor, the curtains were only slightly slit, and white light was cast from the outside.

The room was so dark that it was almost impossible to see anything.

"Crazy..."

It seemed that my legs were touching the stool for a long time.

"I'm very sorry." Jiujiu quickly apologized.

"Long time, don't be so polite. I should remind you as soon as I enter the door. I can't touch it a hundred times a day. Every time I want to throw it away to avoid getting in the way, but it is still useful to me."

Amy said, walking to the curtains and pulling them hard.

The space in front of me suddenly became bright.

This is a private space as big as a room in Jiujiu.

The general pattern is exactly the same.

But when I saw the photos covered on the wall, I couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

Crime scene, enlarged photos of the murder scene...

To be more precise, the blood-stained look of the victim...

It seemed like this was a horror house. Perhaps it was because of this that Amy would have pulled the curtains for a long time.

After all, every girl feels terrifying when she sees these.

But why did Amy still stick these on the wall to scare herself?

It's really a bit puzzled.

"As a medical school student, you shouldn't be frightened by these things."

Amy looked at her for a long time and then glanced at the photos on the wall.

“These are my ‘customers’.”

Calling these "customers" made Jiujiu feel a little bit uncomprehensible and incredible.

"Oh my god. You have lived in for so long, and I don't seem to have introduced myself. My name is Amy, and I am also a student in medical school. I came here a year earlier than you. I majored in human specimens. Occasionally I will do business such as deceased makeup for the funeral home."

As she said that, she mysteriously leaned into her ear and whispered: "The salary is good."

All I could do at this moment was to stay where I was and smiled a little embarrassedly.

After Amy finished speaking, she walked to the dressing table near the window, opened the drawer, and took out the bottles and jars inside.

"Long time, what major do you study?"

"I...is clinical medicine. But Professor Robin wants me to transfer to forensic medicine."

"Forensic. Oh! That's the best major in the college. Professor Robin invited you?"

Amy's eyes almost opened up again as if she could not hide her envy: "Oh my God, I'm afraid you've made good luck."

To be honest, it is not possible to draw a conclusion yet.

"Listen, you must come to the forensic doctor. Believe me, right."

Amy said as she pulled her to her dressing table for a long time, looking at the oriental girl in the mirror, her eyes showing a little more enthusiasm.

"Come on, let's see if you will become the focus of everyone tonight. I believe my skills will not disappoint you. My 'customers' are so sure."

When I thought of Amy's "customer" I was talking about for a long time, I couldn't help but feel trembling again. Are they sure she would really know?
Chapter completed!