Only Player

Chapter 10 Date
Zhou Yuan suddenly turned his head and saw a thin space blanket covering his head like a big net.

He dodged to the side, avoiding the flying quilt, and immediately summoned the Iron Rose revolver in his hand, aiming at the burly black shadow that was rushing towards him along with the quilt.

boom!
In the dark bedroom, the fire flickered.

Li Xuetian, who was holding a sharp knife, fell heavily to the ground with a thud as if struck by lightning. He tried to stand up, but found that his body became uncontrollable. In a moment, he lost the feeling in his hands and feet.

"What era is this? Why are you still using a knife?"

Zhou Yuan kicked the sharp knife aside and blew away the smoke from the muzzle with ease.

"Have you ever heard a saying?

Seven steps away, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate. "

Don't be misled by the frequent appearance of human body outlines and scenes like "guns are not as good as knives" in various movies, thinking that guns are very weak in actual combat. In fact, that is all for show effect.

In reality, whoever has a gun is the boss.

The bedroom is not large, and for a trained shooter, there is no possibility of outlining the human body. Even if the enemy is holding a knife and attacking, it is useless. The American style of Iai will knock him down directly, without any reason.

Unless Li Xuetian is an extraordinary person with strong physical fitness, able to dodge bullets, or able to withstand the paralyzing effect of paralysis bullets, he will have a chance to kill Zhou Yuan.

But if Li Xuetian was, the reward for this mission would definitely not be so shabby, and Zhou Yuan would definitely not risk going directly into the bedroom.

Zhou Yuan seldom does anything without certainty. The fact that he dares to come in directly shows that he has full confidence.

"You...you are not a policeman?" Li Xuetian was hit by a paralysis bullet. His whole body was paralyzed and he could hardly speak clearly.

Zhou Yuan ignored him, stepped on the table, opened the first wall cabinet on the left, and took out a safe.

【The password is 4142. 】

click!
Zhou Yuan entered the secret and opened the safe, which contained a thick notebook.

There was no light in the room, but Li Xuetian's eyes had long since adapted to the darkness and he could make out the rough outline. When he saw Zhou Yuan find the safe with ease and accurately enter the password to open it, he widened his eyes in shock, unable to believe it:

"How do you know!"

"I have amazing tools."

Zhou Yuan put the safe and the diary into the player's backpack, and then came to Li Xuetian.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and I'll give you a good answer."

"Fuck you!" Li Xuetian cursed angrily, spitting out foul language.

"Tsk."

Seeing that Li Xuetian had no intention of cooperating, Zhou Yuan didn't waste any more time. He picked up the sharp knife on the ground and slashed Li Xuetian's neck with it.

The cold blade cut across his throat, and a feeling of suffocation followed. Li Xuetian made a painful "ho ho" sound, and soon there was no movement.

"Killing people is becoming more and more convenient..." Zhou Yuan muttered to himself.

An important person died, but the mission didn't end yet. He probably needed to read the contents of the notes, so Zhou Yuan planned to go home and read them.

He walked into the yard and was about to use Ghost Walker to pass through the wall to leave, but suddenly, a note popped up in the room next to him, which made him stop:

[A group of desperate and helpless little poor things are locked in a dark cellar, praying day and night for someone to come and save them.

As a butcher, it should be natural to raise a few piglets, right? 】

"..."

Zhou Yuan was silent for a moment and walked over. This was a storage room with a lot of clutter placed in a mess. When he looked at the ground in the corner, the note popped up again:
[There is a hidden door under the carpet. If it were a game, you might find a treasure chest or a monster. Unfortunately, this is reality, so you can only discover a bloody secret. ]

Zhou Yuan lifted the carpet and a metal cellar door appeared. It had no handle and its edge fit perfectly with the ground. It seemed to be remotely controlled.

"It should be in the bedroom..."

Zhou Yuan returned to the bedroom and soon found a small remote control next to the pillow. He also found Li Xuetian's mobile phone and unlocked it using the fingerprint of the corpse.

drop.

Back in the storage room, Zhou Yuan pressed the button and the cellar door opened. He leaned over and looked down.

There were three men and two women in the dimly lit narrow cellar, each of whom had iron chains locked around their necks and limbs to restrict their range of movement. They were pale and thin, without any clothes on, and their skin was covered in bruises, clearly having been brutally abused.

There was a big barrel in front of the five people, which was covered with indescribable food residues inside and out. It looked like a swill barrel and emitted a foul smell. It seemed that Li Xuetian really treated them like pigs.

They were sleeping, curled up in a ball, and trembling from time to time, as if they had dreamed of something terrible.

Zhou Yuan's attention was drawn to something nearby, which was a pile of bones. A rough count revealed that there were more than a dozen skulls in it.

Below the pile of bones was a dark brown seven-pointed star array, covered with strange symbols and inscriptions - that was not dark brown paint, but blood that had dried for who knows how long.

"Is this... some kind of religious ritual?" Zhou Yuan frowned.

[You have made a great failure in your religious appraisal! Perhaps you can find the answer from Li Xuetian's diary.]

"You really write everything in your diary..."

Zhou Yuan stood up, took out a bow-tie-shaped voice changer, switched to Jim's voice, and called the police using Li Xuetian's cell phone.

"A murder occurred at No. 31 Fengnan Village. Five people were illegally kidnapped. Come quickly."

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At around three in the morning, Zhou Yuan dragged his tired body back home, took a shower, changed into pajamas, and took out Li Xuetian's diary to read it.

[March 101, 3.

I killed someone.

Wang Jianwei owed me three thousand yuan. I went to his house to collect the debt, but he confidently said he had no money. Damn it, I clearly saw him enter the bath center last night!
I started arguing with him, and he actually dared to push me. I lost all of my rationality... When I came to my senses, Wang Jianwei had been strangled to death by me.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, Wang Jianwei is an idiot, my life is over, I am also an idiot, why am I so impulsive! 】

Zhou Yuan's expression changed slightly. There was nothing much to say about the content of the diary. It was just that Li Xuetian was blinded by anger and killed someone. What really concerned him was the date of this diary.

— September 101, 3.

That was the date his parents died.

On the night of March 101, 3, his parents were bludgeoned to death with a blunt instrument and dumped in an unfinished building, where they were found by a homeless man two days later. There were no surveillance cameras in the area, and the police had been investigating for a long time but still had no clues, so the case became an unsolved case and has not been solved to this day.

To be honest, Zhou Yuan had no feelings for his gambling parents. Even though he now possessed extraordinary powers, he did not want to avenge them.

As he grew up, he was surrounded by endless domestic violence, verbal abuse, and quarrels... Every time the couple lost money, they would come home and take it out on him, beating him until he was black and blue, covered with bruises, and even sent him to the ICU once.

The happiness that is within reach of other children is an unattainable luxury for him. He has never felt the warmth of family affection, so naturally there is only coldness in his heart.

So when he learned of his parents' death, the emotion that surged in his heart was not sadness, but indescribable excitement and joy - a good death!
Perhaps the only right thing the gambler couple did was to buy this house when the housing price was low after winning several million. This is a house in Xinhu with huge appreciation potential.

"March 3th...is that a coincidence?"

Zhou Yuan pondered for a moment, stopped worrying about the date, and continued to look at the next page of the diary.

(End of this chapter)