无人生还 34

Six,I,D r. Armstrong was dreaming….,It was very hot in the operating room….,Surely they’d got the temperature too high? The sweat was rolling down his face. His,hands were clammy. Difficult to hold the scalpel firmly….,Easy to do a murder with a knife like that. And of course he was doing a murder….,The woman’s body looked different. It had been a large unwieldy body. This was a spare,meagre body. And the face was hidden.,Who was it that he had to kill?,He couldn’t remember. But he must know! Should he ask Sister?,Their talk was slightly malicious.他们的谈话有点儿心怀不轨 。,Don't spend such a lot of time in dressing yourself.别花那么多时间来打扮自己
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