become king in cruel games

Chapter 10 Closed Villa (8) First Night

Half a day passed by, during which Ye Xiao stood at the door to check whether everyone entered the house, and Feng Yu checked the airtightness of the entire room.

Soon, night came.

The gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling of the room "sizzled", Feng Yu took out the candle he had used, lit it, and placed it in the corner of the living room.

It had been previously confirmed that there was no gap enough around the iron door of the room for light to pass through, so lighting candles made it easier to deal with emergencies.

Feng Yu stood in the corner of the living room near the window with a knife, while Ye Xiao leaned back on the sofa leisurely.

They both knew that tonight was the best time to check each other's identity.

……

In the secret passage behind the oil painting.

A man walking in the dark slowly stepped on the stairs to the basement, his light and regular footsteps like the beat of a drum.

The owner of the footsteps seems to be playing it patiently.

The murderer's steps were slow, and his feet seemed to be rubbing slowly on the ground.

The murderer's gaze focused on a row of utensils in the basement - ordinary knives and forks like tableware, an exquisite round table with many gift boxes, and a hanger with small dresses and top hats.

Bypassing those boring items, the murderer fixed his sights on the corner of the basement.

There was a huge chainsaw with blue light.

The murderer looked at it and decided to open the gift box.

With a chuckle, the murderer put on a small dress and leather boots. The guy took out a package of items from the gift box and stuffed it into his pocket.

Afterwards, a pair of slender hands slowly picked up the chainsaw with surging current.

The chainsaw was too heavy, and the murderer's hand shook, and he could only hold it steady with both hands.

He pulled the chainsaw and walked up the stairs slowly and slowly.

The murderer walked around the corridor, and the huge canvas slowly closed under the man's leaving back.

Noisy!
hum- hum-

The noisy sound of the chainsaw first stopped at the door of the first room, which was the room where Feng Yu once lived.

step-step-

Then footsteps sounded. Perhaps because Feng Yu's previous display of combat power was too strong, the murderer gave up and broke open the door. The guy came to the second room where Ye Xiao lived.

Feng Yu and Ye Xiao in the room looked at each other. They both clenched the knives in their hands and looked at the iron door with great vigilance.

The footsteps paused longer this time, as if the murderer was thinking about whether to kill the people in the room.

The sound of the chainsaw lingered outside the door, as if there was an inexplicable current surging.

Finally, after the murderer thought for a while, the heavy footsteps left.

Feng Yu took a look, she held the knife and sat down on the edge of the sofa not far from Ye Xiao, lowering her voice:
"Mr. Ye, at least I have confirmed your identity tonight, so, is there anything wrong with those people during the day?"

Ye Xiao's figure was reflected in Feng Yu's bright eyes.

Ye Xiao's slender fingers tapped his thigh. As a profiler, his mental analysis ability is not bad:
"First of all, that middle-aged man is indeed a scumbag. When he spoke harshly, his wife's eyes evaded and she was very afraid. Her hands even trembled, and there were hidden bruises on her sleeves."

"Judging from other people's reactions, he is indeed that kind of person. He has violent tendencies and usually dislikes people, but he usually hides it. In this closed environment, he showed his truest side. .”

Feng Yu thought for a while, she was not interested in that kind of scum: "So, what about the girl wearing a mask? She always seems to like staring at me."

Feng Yu was a little curious about this girl, but she knew that the girl with the mask must know her.

Ye Xiao said: "Boxing. Her bracelet has the symbol of your participation in the storm sparring competition. It is a rotating tornado pattern."

Ye Xiao showed off the necklace around his neck, which also had a storm pattern: "Just like this, that game was the moment when you became famous."

Feng Yu blinked, this is a limited edition necklace, why does he have it?
Is Mr. Neighbor a super rich man?
Ye Xiao gently put the necklace back into his collar: "What is certain is that she knew you in the past. There is a possibility that she is also your fan."

"When you were fighting earlier, she seemed to clenched her fist because of emotional empathy. The way she clenched her fist was exactly the same as your unique style."

"Judging from the way she wears her clothes, she likes black and is someone who uses black to escape."

"Of course, there is another possibility that she sees you...that is, she is jealous of your appearance. Her inner personality is a bit extreme in nature. She may have a grudge against you, but she hides it well with her eyes."

Ye Xiao continued to whisper.

"The behavior of that young man, who was about [-] years old and had a cheerful personality on the surface, was inconsistent with his optimistic attitude. He himself was a pessimistic person."

"The way he reacted to looking at the painting, and his hands covered in paint before the apocalypse, he was a frustrated painter."

"As for the remaining people, they should be what they appear to be."

"According to the tips of the pretender, the focus of the murderer is on the two young men."

(End of this chapter)