Rasma pointed to the body on the ground and said:

"He insulted the Cult of Kosmos."

"Yes, I will take care of it."

This time it happened to be a hearse.

"Um."

When Rasma stood up and walked out of the small tent, the lock that the woman had been picking finally clicked and was opened.

"call……"

Rasma looked at the big circus tent in front of him. Since Dis' people were already here, he didn't need to worry about it.

I originally wanted to suppress the emotional fluctuations in my heart caused by coming to Luo Jia, but who would have thought that I would be back to the starting point.

He looked at the stars sadly,

As he walked out, he shook his head and said:

"Oh, this whole day has been wasted."

…

In the circus big tent, the circus performance continues.

What is being performed at this time is a live magic show. The magician is a very soft-looking man, and his every move seems to be deliberately feminine.

If you look closely, you can see that he is actually the clown actor in the opening scene, but now he has taken off his makeup.

The performance item is "Underwater Survival". An erected glass container has been pushed to the stage and filled with water.

When the host said the name of the performance project, Karen was slightly surprised. Normally, shouldn't it be called "Underwater Survival"?

It's the kind of performance where a performer is tied up and then put into the water, and she is left to struggle and fumble to untie the rope, and finally push open the cover and poke her head out. Those who get knotted in the middle can choose the lucky audience at the scene. This is survival.

Survive...meaning it's more like surviving underwater?

"Welcome our performer, Miss Mandira!"

The magician pointed to the backstage, and a young girl in a skirt walked up to the magician while waving her hands to greet the audience;

Her smile was a bit restrained and unnatural, and it was countless times stiffer than Mina who was asked to sit with Eunice during the day.

Karen frowned slightly,

instinctive,

This female performer named Mandira made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It's not that he has any objections to the appearance of this female performer, but as a member of the Immelais family, he basically helped at home in the past few months, transporting corpses has long been a habit, and he can even drive a hearse.

It feels like an RV;

so,

This female performer on stage gave Karen a "sense of familiarity".

This smile,

This texture,

This look,

If she hadn't been moving, Karen would have felt that she was just a "guest" lying on a stretcher waiting to be sent home.

The other party's expression and smile were very similar to that night in the basement workshop when Aunt Mary introduced a guest to her. His wife asked her husband to give a gentle smile at the mourning party.

Aunt Mary used a stapler to fix the flesh on the side of the other person's face, giving the guest a "delicate smile."

Just like Miss Mandira's smile on the stage right now.

"Next, we invite a lucky spectator to come up and help us tie the rope."

As the magician said this, he walked to the edge of the stage and started looking for people. Because Karen was sitting in a VIP seat close to the stage, the probability of being selected was very high.

The magician directly chose Eunice. He pointed at Eunice and said into the microphone:

"This beautiful lady, can you please come on stage to help us complete this great magic show?"

Eunice waved her hand to indicate her refusal.

"Don't be shy, beautiful lady, please come up quickly, we are all waiting for you."

Eunice turned to look at Karen, as if asking for Karen's opinion, but saw that Karen's expression was a little serious, so she looked at the magician on the edge of the stage, continued to smile politely and shook her head in rejection.

"Is that your husband sitting next to you? Oh, then, can I invite your husband to come up and help us complete this magic trick?"

Karen's eyes were always fixed on Mandira.

Mandira still maintains the same "smile" as before, but she will follow the magician's steps to turn her direction, and she will also make some body movements, and even keep relying on the water tank to change her body with dancing postures.

The spring beauty under the skirt is also revealed from time to time.

The target audience of this wild circus is not just children, so it is normal to have some erotic elements.

"Sir, sir?"

The magician called to Karen again.

But a girl's voice suddenly came to Karen's ears:

"I'm cold...I'm so cold...I'm really cold..."

The voice was very weak, but in this noisy environment, it seemed so clear. For a moment, it seemed as if a chill was sweeping over his hands and feet, making Karen himself shiver.

Seeing that Karen couldn't be called, the magician had no choice but to choose another middle-aged man sitting in the front row. The middle-aged man immediately agreed and climbed over the small guardrail onto the stage.

"Sir, please come here." The magician guided him, "Mandila, come and welcome our guest performer."

Mandila walked towards the middle-aged spectator, and the two hugged her. While hugging, the middle-aged spectator deliberately put his hands into Mandila's skirt and kneaded it.

Many male spectators in the audience immediately let out exaggerated screams and a series of whistles.

"Okay, sir, please come and help us tie the rope on her hand." said the magician.

A middle-aged spectator started tying the rope. He had no tying skills, he just circled it and tied it.

"Okay, now that the rope has been tied, let's invite our performer, Ms. Mandila, to enter the water tank. Everyone applauds and encourages!"

Miss Mandira, who had her hands tied, walked up the ladder and before entering the water, she faced the audience and bowed. Her standard smile remained, almost unchanged.

"Everyone, come countdown with me!"

The magician was worthy of being a clown. He jumped up and down and counted down with the whole audience:

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

Miss Mandira jumped into the water tank.

"oh!!!!!!!"

The entire audience cheered together.

"hiss……"

Karen, on the other hand, took a deep breath. He felt that the one who had just jumped into the water was clearly him.

"Karen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Eunice asked with concern.

"No, I'm fine, I'm fine."

Karen sat back down.

At this time on the stage, the magician began to lock the lid of the water tank with a big lock, and the audience could see Miss Mandira submerged under the water through the glass of the water tank.

The hem of her skirt floated up, revealing a pair of slender white legs, presenting a strange and exciting scene.

She was still waving her hands and interacting with the audience in the water, and her standard smile remained unchanged.

"Then let's perform other shows first."

The magician took out the cards and began to perform a simple, boring and boring card magic. The audience had actually seen this kind of magic many times and was not interested in it, but no one booed or booed at this time.

Because almost no one pays attention to what the magician is doing. Even if he is sitting there eating a bowl of macaroni, no one will scold him for his poor performance or ask for a refund;

Everyone is paying attention to Miss Mandira in the water tank. Isn't she coming out yet? How long can she hold her breath?

"Cold... I'm so cold... really cold..."

The voice appeared in Karen's mind again.

This feeling reminded Karen of the time when he was standing on the first floor of his home and heard Mr. Mosan crying in the basement.

This Miss Mandira is just a corpse!

And when Karen moved her eyes towards the water tank,

Miss Mandira in the water tank also pointed her body in the direction where Karen was sitting:

"It's so cold... it's so cold... they put me in the water over and over... over and over... over and over... it's so cold..."

"Who are you?" Karen tried to ask in her mind.
To be continued...