The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

The corridors are narrow and the floors are thick, all for soundproofing.

Li Si is grateful to the architect that the narrow corridors mean facing up to two enemies at a time, and he can make the most of it.

Many generals in ancient times died in siege, but it is rare to hear that someone died in front and back attack.

Previously, Li Si's highest record was a one-on-three, and he suffered some flesh injuries, and it took two days for him to recover. This time he felt like he was going to break the record.

The equipment of the villagers is very miscellaneous, most of them have sticks and machetes that they sharpen themselves.

Li Si also saw someone with a pitchfork.

Their thinking is actually okay. When the number of people reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter what weapon they use. One kick can kill a person.

This is how many group fights result in lives.

But facing Li Si, and still in this terrain, their past experience no longer applies.

The first villager rushed forward and swiped the stick towards Li Si's face. Li Si stepped on the wooden stick with his legs up, and the diving knife lightly stroked his neck, and pressed the button by the way.

Head off.

Another villager was stunned, and kicked the head lightly with his foot, only to realize that it was not a joke.

The headless neck was like a fountain, drenching the villager's head and face.

He pondered for two seconds, threw the stick, and escaped faster than he rushed.

He ran away, but the people behind didn't see what happened. Li Si took a step forward, and the diving knife plunged into the abdominal cavity of the third person.

The specific scene can refer to the water polo that was punctured.

No matter how stupid people are now, they know it's wrong, and they have to know, because the wall in the front is almost all red.

Some clever, began to run back. And those behind who didn't know it were still rushing forward.

The person in front screamed miserably: "Run!!!"

The people behind shouted excitedly: "Come on!!!"

As I said before, the corridors are narrow. So the two groups of people came back and forth, and finally led to a result: no one can move.

Li Si started to move forward.

The person closest to him turned his head in horror and pushed his way into the crowd. Finding that he couldn't squeeze in, he was quick to use his wits and stepped on the shoulders of others to climb up.

It's a pity that just climbed two steps, Li Si grabbed a leg and pulled him down.

To deal with this kind of thing, Li Si is lazy to use an air can and wipe his neck directly.

This sparked more panic and made some people violent in extreme fear.

Several villagers turned their heads to Li Si and spat on the ground.

"Damn it, they all take knives, isn't he afraid of being cut?"

"Yes! Escaping is death, it's better to fight!"

They rushed forward with their knives in hand. Li Si put the diving knife on his waist and picked up the stick on the ground.

Two knives were slashing at each other, he parried them one by one, and then stabbed the head of the stick into the neck of the man who screamed the loudest.

These few flashes. Before others could see what happened, the stabbed man had already covered his neck, and pale pink blood bubbles overflowed from his lips.

The rest of the people looked at each other and thought it was better to run, so they all turned their heads.

Li Si slowly threw away the exhausted gas tank and put a new one in.

Every time he took a step forward, the villagers tried their best to stay away from him. Li Si always wanted to kill the person closest to him, and when he realized this, the behavior of the villagers changed.

They started pushing others towards Li Si.

Like that classic joke: Who does the bear eat? Whoever runs slowly will eat him!

People who are pushed back certainly don't like it.

They are all vicious criminals who don't care about anything but their own lives.

And at this time, everyone had weapons in their hands, and gradually, the traffickers began to kill each other.

Li Si watched everything silently.

He was mechanically precise, taking a step forward every few seconds before killing someone. Wait a while, take another step forward, and kill another one.

Other than that, he does nothing. But within half an hour, the number of human traffickers decreased visibly with the naked eye.

When they were finally able to escape smoothly, the traffickers had the smiles of the survivors on their faces, rushing to the exit.

At this time, Li Si who had rested started to run.

Soon, Li Si came back with the knife, his fingers trembling with fatigue. He looked at his watch and saw that exactly forty-five minutes had passed.

Bean Sprout was still retching, it didn't take long for her to understand Li Si's question, and she vomited so faintly.

Li Si is also in a bad mood, no matter whether the other party is a villain or not, mutilating the same kind will bring all kinds of psychological trauma.

Otherwise, after the end of World War II, there would not be so many anti-fascist soldiers suffering from mental illness.

He muttered, "Go back and ask Sister Susu to find a psychiatrist."

Bean Sprout stopped retching, and continued, "Find me one too."

After a while, she added: "Let's just say I'm tired of studying, otherwise it's not easy to explain."

Li Si was greatly moved.

He brought Bean Sprout's backpack and put it in the corner of the building.

Li Si handed it to Bean Sprouts, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped Bean Sprouts' face: "How long have you been locked up? Look at your dirty face."

Bean Sprout stared at Li Si who looked like he had painted his face red, hesitating to speak.

Li Si took out the thermos cup and instant honey again.

The two found a clean house. Li Si changed into clean clothes first, and slowly drank a cup of hot honey water with Bean Sprouts, feeling much better.

"Did you call the police?" Bean Sprout suddenly remembered this.

Li Si opened her mouth.

Then panicked.

He did have his own reasons, for example, he said before that he would call for reinforcements. But considering that it is best to find out the bottom of the village first, so as to increase the success rate of the operation for the large troops behind, he did not notify the police immediately.

But now...

Li Si pushed open the door and saw that there was ketchup and people in the corridor all over the place.

Criminology consultant, independent investigation, massacre everywhere...

After a moment of silence, he realized with grief that the preparation he had just acquired might be gone.

Seeing his expression, Bean Sprout already understood a little bit, she clapped her hands and stood up: "Don't worry about those things for now, let's talk about saving people."

"Yes." Li Si looked serious.

Save people first, maybe you can get a lighter sentence if you save them.

They searched one by one, starting with the nearest cell. Some rooms held children, while others housed women, most of whom were wounded.

They also found Sunflower's governess in one of the rooms.

She lost an arm and was unconscious in bed. Only got sloppy dressing.

Fortunately, she was breathing weakly, not stopped breathing, and could be saved.

Li Si and Dou Sprout sent those still able to move outside the building, and some volunteered to help. After he called the police, not long after, sirens sounded in the distance.

An hour later, several police cars pulled up in the open space next to the building.

Li Si stared at the front car, seeing that it wasn't Team Zhang, Team Qin, or Team Song who came down, he had a bad feeling.

This policeman is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a square face, and looks very dignified.

As he listened to the police's search in the building, his brows became tighter and tighter.

"Li Si, right? Although in terms of results, you have done a good thing. But your methods are really disliked, and you have no discipline at all!"

He said in a low voice, "I..."

Li Si preempted: "I will stare at you?"

The policeman with a square face was stunned, and said reluctantly, "It's almost the same."