Chapter 2540: Rustling Down (Part 35)

"Human tissue decomposes very quickly," Shiler said. "It's no different from the fish and shrimp at the market that aren't fresh. The weather isn't cold enough right now; if you pile the tissue together, it will start to smell in less than a day. Today isn't the day the garbage trucks collect trash. If we wait until tomorrow, this putrid odor might not only attract the attention of the garbage truck driver, but it will also linger in the house."

"We should hurry then," Raven immediately frowned and said. "The house is going to be used for a party; we can't have it smelling like that."

They rushed to the nearby fresh food market as fast as they could. This market was massive, containing categories like daily necessities, fresh food, furniture, and appliances. Outside, cars were coming and going, and the entire spacious parking lot was almost full.

"A lot of people are moving lately," Shiler said. After getting out of the car, he didn't immediately worry about the trunk; instead, he calmly tightened his clothes and strode toward the main entrance.

Raven was dazzled by the glaring sunlight. She still glanced at the trunk with some unease, but then hurriedly chased after Shiler's pace.

"Is the market so crowded because everyone is throwing parties?" Raven whispered to herself. "Will there even be enough fresh food left over?"

"The more they stock, the more they have left over." Shiler looked up at the main gate and nodded at the security guard who opened the door for them. Raven followed behind him like a quail, slipping through the gap of the closing door.

"But where is the channel for them to throw away the trash?" Raven couldn't wait to start looking around.

Seeing Shiler stride in one direction, she thought he had already found it, but she didn't expect Shiler's figure to disappear around a corner. When he returned, he was pushing a shopping cart.

Raven gasped. She widened her eyes, looked at Shiler, and said, "You aren't planning on shopping, are you? That... that..."

"Relax." Although Shiler was comforting her with his words, he stared at Raven with great appreciation for several moments. He was mainly appreciating Raven's genuine, undeniable nervousness; it was much more attractive than looks or anything else.

One benefit of the emotional channel blockage from the outside world was that Shiler rarely felt true nervousness.

When an ordinary person does something bad, they feel like everyone is staring at them, and that everyone can see clues on them. This is a sequela of being accustomed to socializing and being accustomed to observing others' emotions.

In social interactions, people make an assumption that all the other party's reactions are caused by themselves, and they must be ready at any time to deal with it. This kind of emotional reaction, similar to a stress response, leads people to feel extra nervous, as if they were a soldier ready to charge at any moment.

But if one cannot feel external emotions at all, the directional judgment of others' speech and behavior is clearer. Shiler's gaze swept over everyone around him, and he could clearly see that those glances occasionally cast at him were just because they found it strange that he was wearing a suit to shop at a supermarket, not because they really knew what was in the trunk of his car.

However, Raven simply couldn't stand these gazes. She gripped the handle of the shopping cart with one hand and was almost crying, but hindered by Shiler's relaxed and comfortable expression, she couldn't get the words out of her mouth.

Shiler strolled leisurely through the supermarket, first going to the fresh food section to pick out some pickled or braised meats, such as bacon and ham; these were meats used for cold dishes.

When they were about to enter the vegetable section, Shiler tugged at Raven, who had been distracted, and asked her to go in and buy a few types of vegetables. Raven nodded as if she were in a trance.

Only then did she react slightly, looking at Shiler and saying, "Broccoli doesn't spread through the air, so why are you so afraid?"

"If you don't want to go, then go back and sit in the car."

Raven took off running.

Soon, Raven came back carrying two bags of vegetables. Shiler checked the freshness of the vegetables. Raven seemed to have suddenly come to her senses and said, "Don't worry, I was also responsible for taking care of two vegetable plots in Azeroth. I know best whether vegetables are fresh or not."

"It seems you really miss your life in your hometown."

Mentioning this, Raven let out a long sigh and said, "Yes, my life there was very beautiful, but unfortunately, if I continue to stay there, they will all be in danger, and Earth will also be in danger."

"Do you think they won't be in danger if you don't stay there? Do you think your father hasn't noticed them?"

Raven became nervous again. She pursed her lips, turned her head away, and said, "I don't know."

"If your father uses them to threaten you, what are you going to do?"

"... I don't know." Raven shook her head vigorously, not as if she were saying she didn't know, but as if she were denying the possibility.

"Perhaps you can let them move. It's an ethereal divine realm anyway, so what difference does it make where they move to?"

Raven started to zone out again. Seeing this, Shiler stopped talking about this topic. They went to buy some barbecue tools, such as iron skewers, grill nets, oil brushes, as well as some napkins and disposable tablecloths.

Finally, Shiler brought Raven to the clothing section. Raven stood at the entrance of the clothing section, staring blankly at the sign. Shiler said, "Didn't you want to go shopping?"

"But we..." Raven was about to break down. She really wanted to grab Shiler by the collar and ask him if he remembered that they had a whole person in their trunk, in pieces!

"Since we're here, we're here." Shiler said, then took the lead and stepped into the clothing section.

This supermarket's clothing section was large, but it didn't sell any custom-made clothes, nor did it have luxury brands. They were all local brands with decent quality but slightly expensive prices, the first choice for the middle class.

Raven was dazzled as soon as she entered the clothing section. This was not like the clothing store Killer Croc took her to; this was a big supermarket. Countless clothes were hung on racks and walls, and there were fitting rooms nearby. Many people were going in and out, comparing styles of clothes.

A sales assistant came over enthusiastically. Shiler politely exchanged pleasantries with her and said, "My niece is transferring here and will be attending that high school on Lilac Street. Before school starts, I'll take her to meet her teachers. What kind of clothes do you think would be appropriate?"

Upon hearing about that high school on Lilac Street, the sales assistant understood everything. She immediately led Raven to the other side and started picking out clothes suitable for meeting teachers.

After all, Raven was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Once she saw those dazzling clothes she had never worn before, she couldn't move her feet. From her eyes and posture, one could tell that now, let alone a person in pieces in his trunk, she wouldn't care even if it were a Godzilla in pieces.

Soon, the sales assistant picked out a large batch of clothes. Shiler told the sales assistant to let Raven choose three sets herself, left his card, and quietly left.

He still had to deal with the person in pieces in the trunk.

Just now when he came in, he discovered that all the employees in this supermarket had uniforms, and the interior of the supermarket building was full of cameras, as was the exterior.

However, the exterior cameras had blind spots. After all, for such a large building, only Batman would want to install 360-degree surveillance without blind spots; normal people just do it for show.

Shiler had just seen a delivery truck parked at the side door of the supermarket. He walked to the door, checked the selected goods, and then told the security guard he was going to move his car.

There were cameras at the entrance. If he stayed inside for so long but didn't carry anything when he left, it would be obviously suspicious, but it would be very reasonable if he went to move his car halfway through.

Shiler had planned this long ago, so his car was originally parked in the VIP area. After he walked over, he greeted the security guard in the area and said, "I received a call saying I was occupying someone's parking space. I feel very sorry. Where is that gentleman?"

The security guard looked blank. He hadn't seen any car drive up and park there, but after thinking about it, he said, "If you are not a member of this supermarket but parked here, it is indeed possible that you occupied someone else's space. He might have seen the space was occupied and didn't want to waste time, so he went to the non-member area first."

Shiler nodded, left a business card, and asked the security guard to apologize to the person on his behalf. The security guard nodded and smiled when he saw the tip Shiler handed over.

In fact, this person whose parking space was supposedly occupied didn't exist at all. Shiler was just doing the whole act to prevent any real mental patient from tracking his movements.

He drove his car to the vicinity of the side door and found a parking space there. Because it was far from the main entrance and there was no door for customers to enter, few people chose to park here, because that would mean having to carry a large bag of things for a long way.

However, precisely because the mall was crowded now, good parking spaces were all occupied, and some cars couldn't find spaces and had to park here, so Shiler wasn't conspicuous.

The side of the supermarket was a forest, and across from the forest was a park. It seemed that this forest was built to separate the park from the supermarket. This was a good place to take action.

To approach the supermarket as a non-customer, one couldn't wear customer clothes, so Shiler had to get a uniform first. And there were many employees pushing carts and walking here. If they approached the side of the forest, they would be just within the blind spot of the surveillance.

Shiler waited for a short while and waited for an unlucky guy with a build similar to his. The result, of course, goes without saying; Shiler easily knocked him out and changed into his uniform.

He looked at the goods the employee was transporting; they were some assembled bookshelves. He was clearly not an employee in the fresh food section.

But Shiler didn't care. He pushed the cart to the vicinity of his car. This was also far from the main body of the mall and had no cameras, so he had plenty of time to take the assembled bookshelf parts out of the box and put them into the car, and then put the human in pieces from the car into the bookshelf box.

After changing, Shiler pushed the cart and strode toward the interior of the building, ignoring everyone along the way, his pace steady and righteous, until he reached the shipping port of the fresh food section.

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" An employee stopped Shiler and asked.

Shiler acted very irritable and said, "Jones told me to come. He said he had a stomachache. Where is the garbage truck?"

That staff member immediately understood that this was the unlucky guy responsible for handling the trash today, so he waved his hand and let Shiler walk over there.

Just think about it, nobody likes the job of handling fresh fish and meat that isn't fresh. Working in the fresh food section is already dirty and tiring, and handling fresh food waste is the dirtiest of the dirty and the most tiring of the tiring.

If the luck is bad and the garbage truck has an accident and can't come, and there's no room in the cold storage, the fresh garbage from those few days might just be piled up there. After finishing that day's work, the smell on one's body wouldn't dissipate for days.

The staff member saw the blood water that Shiler had deliberately let out on the cargo box and knew that today's fresh food waste was still relatively fresh. Although there was a faint bloody smell, it wasn't particularly disgusting.

"Consider yourself lucky." He said, "The garbage truck isn't stuck on the road. There will be a trip in ten minutes. After you finish dumping it, hurry and let your colleague come back, otherwise, if the manager comes to check later, you'll be scolded again."

Shiler nodded silently and walked in the direction he pointed. He knew that the current economic situation was bad, most people were holding a fire in their hearts, colleague relationships naturally couldn't be very good, and personnel changes were also frequent, so it was easy to mix in.

He pushed the cart to the garbage chute. The garbage truck would drive directly to the garbage chute and align the carriage with the garbage chute. The process of garbage entering the garbage truck did not involve employees.

After going to the factory, it was the same. This fresh food waste would be poured directly into the fertilizer pile for composting. The whole process was mechanized, and no one would check it.

Shiler opened the box and poured the fragments into it box by box. The data available for detection would indeed remain in the channel, but soon, batch after batch of fresh food waste would be transported over, and those things would soon be washed away and covered up. ===== CHAPTER 2541 =====