Chapter Fourteen: The Secret Diary

  I returned again to the door of Wang Yongshun's room, and following the light inside the house, I found that at the end of this corridor was a pair of large double doors, which seemed to lead to a relatively large room.

  Driven by curiosity, I pushed open this door.

  This room is an operating room. In the middle is an operating table, and on the shelves beside it are surgical instruments.

  On the right side stood a large, gray metal cabinet with four wheels underneath. It looked like it was probably a movable morgue. Next to the cabinet was an iron frame about one person tall. I lifted up the cabinet lid, and although the walls were thick, inside it was empty.

  Next to the table was a tube-like thing that looked like toothpaste, I picked it up and took a look, there was no packaging on the outside, so I didn't know what it was. So I squeezed out a bit and wiped it on my sleeve. Next to the table was also a bucket with about half a bucket of white stuff, I reached in and found that this wasn't liquid, but solid. Probably paraffin wax for making candles or something. Why would there be this thing here?

  I found a scalpel and a piece of gauze on the operating table. I scraped off some with the scalpel, put it in the gauze, and stuffed it into my chest pocket.

  When I stood up, I suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

  This is an inevitable phenomenon in a long-term environment with heavy corpse odor, probably because the ethanol on the cotton balls in the nostrils has evaporated almost completely, and the disinfection effect has been greatly reduced.

  I took a quick look around, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, and then I picked up three surgical knives and a surgical loupe (one of those glasses you wear on your head, if you've ever been to an ENT clinic, you must have seen it), left the lab, checked that none of the lights or doors in the corridor were open, and returned to Wang Yongshun's room.

  Dear electromagnetic lock, I'm here to give you a little surgery.

  If it were the kind of electromagnetic lock on a company's front door, the wires would be buried in the wall. But this electromagnetic lock, the electromagnetic part must be fixed to the bottom of the desktop with screws, and it is not installed very firmly. For me, there is absolutely an opportunity.

  I first pulled the drawer, shaking it a few times. I put on my goggles, pulled down the lens, and aimed my eyes at the hole, shining the light from the ceiling lamp into the gap in the drawer. Sure enough, a gap appeared between the electromagnetic lock and the desktop, with two red and green wires clearly visible inside. I inserted the scalpel into the drawer and extended it into the gap, and with one swipe of the extremely sharp blade, the insulation plastic outside the red wire was cut open. Then, using the same method, I used another scalpel to cut open the green wire.

  I gently lifted the drawer, squeezed in the scalpel, and placed the third scalpel horizontally on top of the first two. I let go, and the third scalpel landed perfectly on top of the other two. It quivered slightly before coming to rest.

  After waiting for a minute or two, when the surgical knives were no longer hot, I took out all three surgical knives and pulled open the drawer.

  The drawer opened.

  If you use a iron wire to connect the positive and negative terminals of a dry battery, it will cause a short circuit, and all the electrical energy that the battery can produce will be consumed in a very short time. Of course, this iron wire will heat up due to overcurrent, and if you hold it with your fingers, you will likely get burned. I used two surgical knives to cut through the outer insulation of the plastic skin of the two wires connected to the positive and negative terminals of the battery, allowing the knives to come into contact with the thick copper wire inside. When a third knife connected the first two together, the positive and negative terminals of the battery were connected by the circuit formed by the wires and the knives, instantly causing a short circuit and consuming all the electrical energy. This miniature electromagnetic lock lost power and thus lost its magnetic force.

  What is it that needs to be kept so secretly?

  I couldn't wait to look inside the drawer.

  Inside the drawer, there was only a notebook, a white peach-shaped object that looked almost identical to the one I found in the icebox at home, and some women's cosmetics of very poor quality.

  I'm not interested in those cosmetics. But I hurriedly opened the notebook and found it was a diary, the content of which, because I read it in 2007, until now (2013) has been exactly six years. After so long, I've only looked at it once again, so I don't remember much. However, here is a rough excerpt of what I recall (the months I roughly remember, the dates I couldn't recall I replaced with *):

  "May **, 2006 I can't just daydream anymore, I need to change jobs and realize my ideals". This is the opening entry of this diary, written on the first page.

  "In July 2006 I finally got this job"

  "In September 2006, I finally had my first time, it was so exciting" In this diary entry, Wang Yongshun molested a female corpse. From his description of the color of the important parts of the female corpse, she should be young and have a good figure.

  "In September 2006, the second one that satisfied me, after putting on Cindy's belly band for her, she looked just like herself". This diary entry is very long and it can be seen that it is a record of a process. Recording Wang Yongshun's process, it makes people feel nauseous and their scalp feels numb."

  "October 2006 was the third one that satisfied me, but compared to Xixi, it always felt a bit off."

  "After October 2006, I no longer put it in the ice, it's too cold, there is no feeling"

  "Chen Ziqi is a good guy, he should have some good stuff."

  "November 2006 - Who knew it could be played like this! It's so exciting!"

  "December 2006 is still conditional after all. Must respond? Dilemma."

  "In December 2006 I wanted to go again, but"

  "On January 13th, 2007, Chen Ziqi was indeed very resourceful and surprisingly easily entered such a good hospital"

  "On January 18th, 2007 this woman is very serious, I'd better behave"

  "February 19, 2007, saw Qianqian again. She is still so beautiful, why is she so cold to me?"

  "Everyone in this place is so serious all the time, it's really annoying."

  "In March 2007, I achieved a lifelong dream! I came out five times in one night! Finally, finally got it. So good, so happy!"

  "April 17th, 2007 finished the first one, pretty good, but I couldn't use it, sigh!"

  "May 24th, 2007. The woman I saw today is too beautiful, if she wore a cheongsam, what would it be like?"

  "If he hadn't spoken up, I would have killed this son of a bitch on May 28th, 2007!"

  I took a deep breath, this guy's necrophilia, it seems to have been put into practice since the middle of last year. I'm not sure where his previous job was. However, from the diary and the fact that Wang Yongshun changed jobs in mid-January this year, he has played with at least 5 corpses in the morgue of his previous unit.

  The "Xī Xī" that Wang Yongshun repeatedly mentioned should be the owner of the bellyband. It can be seen that Wang Yongshun had a secret crush on Xī Xī for a long time, but for some reason, Xī Xī never responded to his pursuit... Most likely because of this, Wang Yongshun transferred his feelings towards Xī Xī to her used bellyband - becoming a thorough fetishist. This is a fairly typical process of forming a fetishistic psychology.

  The formation of fetishism has two types. One is to be infatuated with a certain person but cannot get them, so they shift their infatuation to specific items that the person used, like Wang Yongshun's situation. The other type is when someone has already developed romantic feelings and desires for the opposite sex, but due to various reasons from family, school, society or personal shyness and cowardice, they suppress these desires in their heart and shift their infatuation to items unique to the opposite sex, such as underwear, sanitary products, high heels, etc. This psychology is not exclusive to males. Not long ago, around February 2013, I encountered a girl on WeChat who was deeply infatuated with men's pointed-toe shoes. In my view, this is a psychological projection - the pointed-toe shoe is actually a projection of certain male organs in her heart.

  Wait, on February 19th, Wang Yongshun met "Qianqian" again?

  February 19th is Chinese New Year's Day.

  As a Beijinger who has drifted north, Wang Yongshun returns home for Chinese New Year. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he will go see whom?

  Not ordinary friends, not classmates, must be relatives.

  Moreover, Wang Yongshun was able to steal her camisole, a super private item that she wouldn't wear again after the age of 6 or 7. He must be a close relative who is familiar enough to enter Xixi's home and even her room at will.

  A black line came down from my head - it seems that this Xianxian, although I don't know what her surname is, it's very likely that she's a cousin or niece. Wang Yongshun may have been infatuated with his little sister Xianxian, who was only a few years old and running around in a belly-baring outfit, when he was just a teenager, and from then on the image of this belly-baring girl has been etched in his heart.

  My god! This Wang Yongshun, his psychology is really not normal, he's a pedophile, has a preference for young girls; fetishism; necrophilia... and even fell in love with his own sister who shares the same bloodline?