What made Schiller even more headache was that the rehearsal classroom was still on the wooden floor. It was visible to the naked eye that a lot of blood penetrated into the gaps in the floor, and blood residue was almost inevitable.

"Although this is the case, as long as no one calls the police, the police don't lift all the floors up, and ordinary people shouldn't see anything." Thinking of this, Schiller began the cleaning work.

Some of the counterintuitive things are that the first job of cleaning up a crime scene is not to throw away the body, or even deal with the body.

Schiller brought a piece of plastic cloth from Victor, spread it flat on the ground, put the body on it, rolled it up, tied it with a rope, and put it in the classroom next door.

Then he took a wiper with Victor - it looked a bit like a sponge mop, but the head in front was a plastic piece cleaning tool that scraped the liquid and semi-coagulated plasma together.

"This reminds me of the past." Schiller said while scraping blood around the circle, "I also dealt with someone in the backstage of the university auditorium. But at that time I was only half an hour because the school anniversary was about to begin."

"Half an hour? That's too nervous. Have you handled it?"

"Actually it's not that complicated, because he was strangled by me and didn't shed much blood. He just needed to deal with the dirty things incontinence. Fortunately, I was prepared and I could only finish it."

"It's hard to imagine," said Victor. "I may not have told you that I've killed anyone before. Although I feel like he's doing his own things."

"oh?"

"I have been doing low temperature research before, but many times I don't have as professional equipment as it is now. I rent a basement or warehouse to place raw materials and low temperature cabins."

"The technology of the cryogenic chamber at that time was not that mature. I needed to constantly replace the cryogenic reaction materials to maintain the temperature. The thing looked a bit like cultivation soil, and I often pushed waste in and out around the community."

"Then there was a bad guy, probably an addict who was taking drugs. He thought I was growing marijuana. While I was away, he rushed into my lab and somehow got into the empty cryogenic cabin. I think you should know what the consequences would be."

"When I went back, he was already in a coma due to the low temperature. I wanted to wake him up, but the guy almost pulled out the electricity from Nora's low temperature cabin. In a fit of anger, I killed him."

"How did you do it?"

"Uh, it may be a bit embarrassing." Victor put his wiper on the ground, put an arm on it and recalled it, "The scene is not that bloody, but a bit funny."

"I wanted to strangle him to death at first, but then I thought that it might cause him to be incontinent. My house is in the basement and the ventilation fan is not easy to use, so I don't want to leave any odor."

"Then you can choose to poison him to death, be safe, fast and pollution-free."

"Yes, I thought so, but I don't have the right materials on hand. After all, I don't really grow marijuana."

"So what do you choose in the end?"

"I inserted a ballpoint pen into his heart - to the human anatomy I searched for from the website. Thankfully, I inserted it very accurately. He died quickly and didn't cause me any trouble."

"How did you solve his body?"

"Of course it freezes, then smashes it with a hammer, throws it a little bit every time, mixes it in the kitchen waste of the bar next to it, and it takes more than half a month to throw it away."

"A very smart approach," Schiller said. "You have a talent in this area."

"It's so pediatric than you, isn't it?" Victor turned the wiper, putting the last bit of blood together, and said, "It's hard to imagine what you've experienced."

"It's not that ordinary, but it's not as ups and downs as you think." Schiller shook his head gently, shook the wiper on the ground, and then said, "Human vigilance is actually very weak, and he pays less attention to things that have nothing to do with him."

“Is this some kind of psychological effect?”

"That's right. I dare say that you can even carry a bleeding body directly through the entire street of a community. As long as you have a natural expression and relaxed pace, almost no one will come to pay attention to you. If you see such a person on the road, will you be frightened?"

"I think he might want to take his friend to the hospital, or just do it like a prop. Because the murderer won't do that, right?"

"This is a psychological blind spot. You preset that everyone is afraid of the police, so you think that if people kill people, they would not walk on the street so swagger. But that's not the case. This may just be a way for him to escape."

"You have rich theory and experience."

Schiller did not deny it. He looked down at the ground, and most of the liquid was scraped together by him and Victor.

"What should we do then? Suck it up with a sponge?"

Schiller shook his head. He brought another piece of plastic sheet and started origami.

The plastic cloth is somewhat hard, and after it is folded in half, you can support yourself. Schiller stacked the plastic cloth into a rectangular box with an open mouth, then put the opening side on the ground and said, "Scrape the blood here."

Victor did as he did, but he asked, “Why don’t you use a sponge or a rag?”

"We should try to use something that can be completely cleaned. If we use a sponge and a rag, no matter how we wash it, there will still be residues."

"But it can be destroyed?"

"That would take one more step, which is very troublesome. And if it is not destroyed cleanly - for example, some idiots will choose to throw that thing into the garbage disposal, and blood and tissue samples will be evenly applied on the knife head, and it will remain for a long time and cannot be cleaned up at all."

"Okay, you're professional."

Victor used a wiper to scrape most of the liquid into the box that Schiller folded, leaving a little bit of it. Schiller said: "Don't worry about it, a small amount of blood coagulates very quickly. After it condenses into a clot, pick it up and throw it in."

Schiller took out a high-pressure water gun from the equipment next to him and directed Victor: "Put all the furniture flat on the floor. Furniture with complex structures, such as drum sets, are also disassembled and the parts are evenly arranged." Obviously, they have to be rushed all of them.

"What should I do with the carpet?" Victor looked down at the carpet on the ground. Under the drum set, a black and white zebra-patterned carpet was placed, because it was not far from the window and it was covered with blood.

"Didn't you bring a cleaner?" Schiller said, "take the carpet to the bathroom, soak it in the cleaner, and brush it later."

"But there is not that big sink." Victor said with a frown.

The carpet on the ground is quite large. Although it is round, it has a diameter of at least two meters. Schiller had just seen the bathroom in the rehearsal room. The width of the sink is at most the length of an adult's forearm, and the carpet cannot be stuffed horizontally and vertically.

"Do you want to find a basin or something?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "At least you have to have an inflatable swimming pool to be able to be opened. You can flush the furniture and the floor here and leave the carpet to me."

Victor took the water gun from his hand. He saw Schiller roll up the carpet and take it to the bathroom.

He was a little curious about what Schiller would do, so he turned around and headed towards the bathroom to start washing.

Victor saw that Schiller folded the plastic cloth in half, then cut off one piece, and then cut it from the crease, and obtained two plastic cloths of the same width.

Then, close the bathroom door, first roll up one of the plastic cloths, stuff them into the door cracks, and stuff them tightly, then seal the door cracks with tape; then stick the second plastic cloth on the upper half to the door and the lower half to the ground, completely cover the door cracks, and then stick the four sides with tape.

Finally, Victor heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and the sound of the water seemed to fall on the ground.

Victor suddenly realized: Yes, as long as the bathroom door is sealed, the entire bathroom will become a large basin of water, which is most suitable for washing the carpet. The cleaner can well decompose blood residues and will not be filled with it.
Chapter completed!