What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer? Author Jiu Yichen

"As a surgeon cosplay enthusiast, it's normal to carry a 50 cm bone saw knife with me?" "You mean the blood on the white coat? That's the red dye smeared on it."

"Why are you wearing tape and a hand strap? Of course it's to subdue the murderer."

Looking at [Professor Yang's Electric Chair], [Mary Shaw's Cutting Pliers], [Fisherman's Sharp Iron Hook] and [Owl's Skull's Piano Wire] in the task props column, Su Zhao squeezed out a kind smile, patiently following his expression "Trust me, I'm really a good guy who saved her," the grim policeman explained to the shivering victim.

Chapter 1 Horror Experience Hall

The rotating Ferris wheel slowly stopped, and as the last tourist left the playground, the lights began to go out gradually, and the quiet and old playground gradually fell into dead silence and shadows.

An eerie silence permeated the surroundings, and the ferocious skull and the bloody clown face looming in front of the haunted house were hidden in the darkness.

After getting off work, Su Zhao complained, picked up his schoolbag, and involuntarily quickened his pace.

It's been a really bad day.

Because he missed the off-duty time when going to the toilet, he couldn't return the get off work clothes of the haunted house staff. Su Zhao had no choice but to stuff the blood-stained white coat, the fifty-centimeter bone saw that looked scary but was useless, and the hideous and terrifying skinning mask. Into the large backpack, the last one to step out of the amusement park.

The dim street lights above his head outlined a small outline, lengthening and shortening the lonely shadow. Standing on the empty and quiet road, when he came to the empty bus stop, Su Zhaocai found out with a headache that he had missed the last bus , Facing the dark and deserted main road, lost in thought.

At this time, the cold and strange voice sounded in my ears again.

"Time is running out."

"Open it."

"Open it quickly."

"hurry up!"

Su Zhao squatted on the ground, clutching his temple in pain, trying desperately to expel the strange sound. After a few minutes, the sound gradually weakened.

Gritting his teeth and slowly standing up from the ground, Su Zhao quickly took out a small medicine bottle from his trouser pocket.

A week ago, he started to hear strange small voices. At first, he thought it was an auditory hallucination caused by overwork, but as time passed, the voice became clearer and clearer. It seemed that someone was urging him to open an unknown Pandora. magic box.

The old and dilapidated street lamps above the head flickered on and off, and in the distance a few wild cats crouched beside the garbage dump and rummaged through boxes and chests, screaming shrilly.

Tick, tick.

A drop of rain fell on the tip of his hair, bringing a icy coolness, which washed away the inexplicable and strange voices in his mind. Su Zhao stood up slowly while supporting the lamppost, and took a deep breath of the cold air.

At this time, the bright and dazzling night lights hit him. Su Zhao turned his head and saw a red taxi coming from the distance of the road, and finally stopped in front of Su Zhao. The driver rolled down the window and glanced at the waiting car. Su Zhao asked with concern, "Young man, do you want to take a car?"

Seeing the increasing rain, Su Zhao nodded, opened the back door of the taxi, got in, and said to the taxi driver, "Master, please go to Yanan Street."

"it is good."

The car started and slowly disappeared into the night.

The car was filled with a strange smell of leather, sweat and cheap car perfume. Under the action of the air conditioner, a layer of white gas quickly condensed on the window glass.

The bad radio in the car was buzzing, and the driver's other hand was flipping the channel on the rotary button, and a shocking news was suddenly interrupted in the strange little advertisement.

"Recently, Wuzhou City received a report that many victims disappeared at night. The police stepped up their efforts to search for the whereabouts of the missing persons. It is reported that quite a few victims had taken a taxi before they lost contact. The police appealed that taking a taxi at night must be want……"

Before the news was finished, the taxi driver adjusted the frequency of the radio and switched to a piece of Huangmei Opera.

Su Zhao frowned. Feeling something was wrong, he involuntarily opened the corner of the zipper of the backpack, silently put his hand in, and fumbled for the phone.

While smoking a cigarette, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror, and a smile appeared on his rigid face.Stuffing out the cigarette with one hand, he said slowly, "The news just now reminded me of something my friend told me before. It is said that there was a shocking unsolved case in Wuzhou ten years ago. A A perverted killer killed a taxi driver, then pretended to be the other person and drove at night, kidnapped the victim to a remote place, tortured him crazily, buried him alive in the soil and slowly suffocated to death while the victim was still breathing. A monstrous case is still unsolved."

Speaking of this, the driver narrowed his eyes, tapped the steering wheel with both hands, and said in an unclear manner, "Young man, it's dangerous to drive alone at night."

At this time, a strange voice sounded in his mind again, constantly urging to open "something".

Tormented by the headache, Su Zhao hurriedly went to take out the medicine, but found that the medicine bottle was empty. The increasingly unbearable headache made Su Zhao grit his teeth, and finally said through gritted teeth, "Okay! I'll open it! "

In that instant, the headache completely disappeared.

A strange interface appeared in front of my eyes, with a line written on the top.

"Welcome the host to wake up [Horror Experience Hall System]"

The first task has been started.

【Killing carnival night】

Mission Difficulty: One Star

"On a rainy night, a perverted killer who likes to pretend to be a taxi driver started a hunting spree. He drove a snatched taxi to search for single targets, and took the victims to a remote suburb to brutally kill them. Four innocent people have already been killed. Citizens killed, find and stop his crimes."

"Mission failure penalty: you will become the fifth cold corpse."

There is also a blank tool bar at the bottom of the system interface.

Horror experience hall system?

Su Zhao stared intently at the text on the interface. He had only seen similar plots in online novels before, but he never thought it would appear on him.

"A perverted killer driving a taxi?"

The murderer always likes to use the mouths of my friends and people I know to tell about the criminal experience that he is proud of. Thinking of what the driver said just now and the experience I have summed up after watching more than 1000 episodes of Detective Conan, I am very likely to be the one. I got a black car!

His Adam's apple rolled, trying to calm himself down first.

After Su Zhao raised his head again, there seemed to be a strange feeling in his mind, and his thoughts slowly recovered from the shock.

Generally speaking, psycho killers like to see the terrified and helpless expressions of their victims.

The more flustered and frightened I was, the more I wanted it.

Calm down and don't panic.

Recall the criminal psychology, introduction to criminal investigation and forensic pathology and more than 1000 episodes of Detective Conan that I have seen before, and quickly simulate the criminal psychology of the murderer. After a few breaths, the inner fear gradually dissipates.

When Su Zhao opened his eyes again, the aura of the whole person changed completely, his eyes were calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

The rain kept beating on the glass windows, and the old red taxi was completely wrapped in the rain curtain.

On a dark road, only the high beams of taxis remain, dispelling the darkness ahead.

"Hello, young man?"

Su Zhao raised his head and looked suspiciously at the taxi driver in front of him.

"Ok?"

"Hahahahaha, what? Are you too scared to speak?"

The middle-aged driver laughed, and was about to take out another cigarette. After lighting it, he took a deep breath and said mockingly, "You are too timid, are you so scared?"

Su Zhao looked at the pitch-black road in front of him, with only the high beams stretching unobtrusively, and asked calmly, "And then?"

"Then?"

The driver froze for a moment, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said in a strange tone, "Then there will be nothing, why aren't you afraid?"

"Are you not afraid that I will drag you to a remote place?"

Su Zhao shook his head calmly, looked into his own eyes through the rearview mirror, and smiled, "Is the taxi killer at this level?"

The driver felt that the temperament of the passengers behind him had changed. The rain outside the window gradually became heavier, and there was a strange and strange atmosphere in the car.

The wipers swayed from side to side, the torrential rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, suddenly illuminating the dark compartment.

The taxi driver tried to lean on the seat through the rearview mirror, and the moment the lightning illuminated, the taxi driver glanced in the rearview mirror.

His eyelids twitched, his hands holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

The zipper of the large backpack placed on the back seat was not closed, revealing the blood-stained white coat!

at this time.

The expressionless passenger suddenly smiled strangely, lowered his voice, and said slowly, "Then, it's my turn to tell you a horror story."

Chapter 2 is playing heartbeat

The sudden lightning tore through the darkness, illuminating the pale, bloodless face of the rear passenger, and the driver trembled with fright.Originally, he just drove the wrong way on a rainy day, and wanted to tell a horror story to scare the passengers to divert their attention.

Unexpectedly, after asking, he seemed to find something incredible.

The radio station seemed to be disturbed by the rainstorm, making a sizzling sound.The wind and rain are getting stronger, as if someone is constantly beating on the window outside.The taxi driver's tensed forehead began to sweat.

"First of all, I will teach you a common sense. If you bury the corpse in the soil and cannot touch the air, the rate of decay will be one-eighth of the normal rate, and the decay will become slower in water. It takes half a year for the corpse to be completely dead and the risk of being perceived.”

The taxi driver was too frightened to speak, and complained wildly in his heart, "What kind of common sense is this!"

The entire car was so quiet that the driver's heart beating wildly could be heard.

"If you got [-]% in the course of killing and disposing of corpses in college, you wouldn't even get a pass."

The driver was dumbfounded, and his palms were full of sweat.

Now the university still learns to kill and throw away corpses?

Ignoring the driver's terrified appearance, Su Zhao said to himself, "The most appropriate way is to cut the corpse into different sizes. The large pieces that cannot be cut with tools are left here as feed for barley worms. Wrap them with plastic film and activated carbon, put them in schoolbags, and throw them in batches into deep mountains and old forests in different natural scenic spots. You see, in this way, the victims can disappear forever without anyone noticing. Like what? The stupidity of cutting up a corpse and dumping it in the sewer, only to find out that the pipe is clogged, is a novice mistake."

The shirt on the back of the taxi driver was already wet, and he didn't dare to breathe.Beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead, and the hands holding the steering wheel were shaking.

"This is too cruel..."

"And what the hell are newbies?"

"cruel?"

Su Zhao ruthlessly ridiculed the professional level of this "killer".

"What's more cruel is yet to come. And when the barley worm eats the soft tissue of the corpse, it will drill small holes one by one, which looks like a beehive, and the head of the barley worm comes out of the hole, which is definitely an intensive fear Good news for those suffering from cancer and lovers of Junji Ito's works, to appreciate the wounded head of the victim...you can savor it carefully."

The taxi driver's Adam's apple rolled, and he asked fearfully, "Young man, I saw blood stains in your backpack just now..."

Su Zhao said calmly, "Would you believe me if I said it was red dye?"

Ghosts believe you!

The taxi driver's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly groped towards the passenger seat, trying to pick up his phone and call the police.

Definitely met the legendary perverted killer tonight!

Just when he was about to touch the screen, a figure in a rubber raincoat suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. The taxi driver let out a terrifying scream, subconsciously slammed on the steering wheel, and slammed on the brakes. Rush to the ditch on the side of the road.

With a bang, the huge recoil caused Su Zhao to lean forward suddenly, bumping into the seat, spinning around.

The glass shattered into pieces, the vision was upside down, and the pain in my back was excruciating.

The unconscious driver was lying on the steering wheel, and the horn kept echoing loudly and piercingly.

The malfunction lights of the taxi flickered in the dark, and unbearable dizziness and pain came from his head. In a daze, Su Zhao only felt the rear door was opened, and the cold wind wrapped in rainwater poured in.

He saw a man in a rubber raincoat lean in and grab himself.Then he was forcibly dragged out of the comfortable seat, and his body sat limply on the ground, despite being pulled by the collar on the back of his neck, and was dragged into the unknown darkness in the cold rain.

……

When he opened his eyes again, the taxi driver found himself tied to a chair, with his hands tied behind his back, and a tape stuck to his mouth.Both hands and feet are firmly fixed, and even the head can barely turn left and right.With this image, he subconsciously thought of the tragic character waiting to be tortured and executed in a spy movie.

Directly in front of the line of sight was the passenger just now, his hands and feet were also tied up with hemp rope, and his mouth was glued to his footsteps.

After the car overturned, both of them suffered a lot of injuries, and the edge of Su Zhao's forehead was clotted with blood.Relying on his neck, which could barely turn 180 degrees, he looked around. There were dirty graffiti on the walls, lights on the top of his head, a simple and dilapidated shadowless lamp with dried blood, and iron clamps and surgery scattered around. Knife, a musty and bloody smell filled the air.

Su Zhao always felt that this place was not like an operating room, but rather like an abandoned bloody slaughterhouse.

And in the shadows that the two of them couldn't see, there were some clinking sounds of metal colliding,

At this moment, the perverted murderer must be in the blind spot, playing with some small sharp metal toys that make the scalp tingle.

Hu Hu Hu.

There was the sound of wheels turning in the darkness, and a man in a dripping raincoat pushed a trolley to the two of them, and took off his hood in front of them.

Under the light, a pale and skinny face appeared, with tiredness written all over it, and messy hair like an unmanaged bird's nest.Rain and blood mixed indiscriminately on the top of the rubber raincoat.

For a moment, it was a little unclear whether he was an employee of the slaughterhouse or a pervert who liked to dissect corpses.

"Woooooo."

When the driver saw the real perverted murderer, he quickly squeezed his eyes and shook his head wildly, but his whole body was tied up and he couldn't move at all.

Su Zhao on the other side stared at the pair of crazy eyes calmly, motionless.

The man removed the shadowless lamp that was slanting down from above his head, and stared straight at the victim with a pair of bloodshot red eyes. He was not disappointed until he really couldn't see the fear from the meeting of eyes. look away.Taking a small knife from his pocket, he walked up to the two victims and cut the footsteps sticking to their mouths with the knife.