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

"I'm really not an undercover agent. I'm with you."

"You have to believe me, I'm really a bad guy!"

Seeing the party turned into a chaotic farce with his own eyes, Mr. Song, who lost the last amulet, finally panicked. He hurried past, fled, jumped into a sewer, and ran deeper into the sewer in a panic.

"If you want to run, there is no door."

Holding the chainsaw, Su Zhao hurriedly followed. Mr. Song was the only key person who could solve the mystery. He didn't want this old fox to just slip away so quietly.

Stepping on the black sewage mixed with rotten branches, rags, and dirty rat corpses, he walked on the wall of the sewer.After running a few hundred meters, the hustle and bustle behind him finally became quieter, and Mr. Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally saved."

Thinking of the young man holding the chainsaw just now, his hands trembled involuntarily.

"There is definitely something wrong with that young man. After escaping from here, we will start investigating immediately."

He suddenly remembered a middle-aged man he had met before leaving the organization, and somehow connected the image of the other party with the young man in front of him.

This strange feeling lingered in my mind and couldn't get rid of it.

"Forget it, get the puppet first. The executioner can throw it away, but the puppet must be taken away."

Mr. Song walked up the steps, pulled off the fox mask, and was about to take away the puppet placed in the dark, but he was surprised to find that the corpse puppet that had been placed in the corner had disappeared.

"Excuse me, are you looking for this thing?"

A burst of dazzling light stimulated Mr. Song's retina. He looked in the direction of the light source in surprise, and saw that Su Zhao pinched the little boy he had met in the hospital with one hand, and held the flashlight to shine on himself with the other hand.

The captured little boy wanted to resist with all his might, so Su Zhao picked up the flashlight and hit him on the head, immediately becoming honest.

"Give it back to me!"

Seeing that the corpse puppet was taken away, Mr. Song was about to go crazy.

"can."

Su Zhao hooked the opponent with his index finger and said, "Come and get it!"

Thinking that there might be a big chainsaw hidden in the crotch of the other party, Mr. Song was decisive, and could only say a few words, "Do you know what will happen if you offend me? I will hide in the dark and keep watching until the time is right." Time to destroy your life! I will make your life worse than death!"

Su Zhao made an excuse gesture, "No problem, but do you still remember how you used your identity as a female reporter to trick me?"

"Huh? You're the double-homicide survivor?"

Mr. Song suddenly came to his senses at this time, he quickly took out a photo from his pocket, compared it, and said in surprise, "No, why is it completely different from the person in the photo provided by the female reporter? Don't you still Do you know how to disguise yourself?"

Su Zhao glanced at the man in the photo of the other party's mobile phone album, and nodded lightly, "Oh, it's really different. The photo she gave you seems to be Edison Chen's photo."

"..."

Mr. Song, who had nowhere to retreat, showed a ferocious face and asked, "What do you want?"

"However you tricked me before, I will do it now."

Su Zhao shrugged, snapped his fingers, and said seriously, "I'm just going to treat him in the same way."

Chapter 25 Is This Gotham City?

In the dark, damp sewer filled with rancid smell, cold sweat dripped down Mr. Song's cheeks.He was forced to a dead end, sitting on the Diaoyutai for so many years, never thought that he would capsize in the gutter.

He couldn't help but sigh, the killer industry is really more cruel than imagined. It's only been a few years, and he didn't expect that even the undercover police officers are more terrifying and cruel than the villains.At this moment, the thoughts of retreating quickly in his mind, the light reflected on the face with wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, Mr. Song said in a low voice, "Give me another chance, I didn't have a choice before, and now I want to be a good person."

"You can save this sentence and tell the judge."

Su Zhao looked at the middle-aged man who was showing signs of decline, and said mockingly, "Do you think I will let you go so easily?"

"Puppet, come here!"

Mr. Song tried to get the corpse puppet to help him again, but Su Zhao looked at the little guy in his hands. Seeing the terrifying look, the struggling little boy immediately stuck out his tongue and turned his eyes upwards to pretend to be a puppet. dead body.

It is obviously a dead person who has been treated as a puppet by wood wax, preservatives, desiccants and mercury, but he can act like a normal person.What's even more terrifying is that it can also create puppets that only the person concerned can see. The terrifying ability combined with Su Zhao's execution toolbar is simply the best support.

"What do you want from me?"

Mr. Song, who was terrified, despaired.

"the same."

Su Zhao pointed to the dead body puppet in his hand, and explained, "I will let him create Wen Min, which can only be seen by colleagues, and return to the newspaper to publish an article. It probably means that she undercovered the murder At the wild party, Mr. Song at the party uttered nonsense, thinking that the murderers in Wuzhou City are a bunch of garbage who are not worthy of carrying his shoes. I think after this article is published, Mr. Song should live in the shadow of fear for the rest of his life bingo."

"you!"

Unexpectedly, the other party would actually apply what he had learned and used it to deal with Su Zhao in reverse, and used it on himself, his scalp went numb with anger.The vicious curse said, "Do you think there is only so little water in Wuzhou City? Listen, it is far more unfathomable than you imagined!"

"Whatever, anyway, I'm going to kill you right now."

As he said that, Su Zhao suddenly rushed forward, picked up a piece of dirty water splash, ran straight to the last stick of powerful hallucinogen in his hand, and tied it off Mr. Song's neck.

"You!!! What did you do?"

Mr. Song quickly pulled the needle out of his neck, but it was too late, and under the effect of hallucinogens, the things in front of him began to become distorted.As soon as the legs and feet were weak, the whole person began to become uneasy.

He saw that the originally dark and smelly sewer suddenly became dazzlingly bright, and a group of strong men in thong pants rushed out from behind Su Zhao, each with a bottle of Vaseline lubricant stuffed in front of their pants.

"No, not really."

"Calm down, it's all fake!"

"Don't come here!!!"

The group of strong men rushed over suddenly, grabbed his shoulders immediately, and pressed them directly into the water.There was another group of people grabbing his trousers and trying to take them down.The feeling of hallucination was too real, so real that he mistakenly thought that he was really a man.

Looking at it from Su Zhao's perspective, he was actually the only one holding his trousers and pulling them down.

A piercing cry of despair uttered in the darkness,

In the end, Su Zhao watched as the guy staggered up from the sewage, stumbled and ran towards the deepest part of the sewer, and finally his figure disappeared at the end of his vision.

Since then, he has never seen Mr. Song again. On the contrary, Wuzhou City began to spread the urban horror legend about the sewer clown returning to his soul.

Some people occasionally see a crazy guy in the dark sewer entrance, telling everyone that the outside world is dangerous, and there is a group of muscular men staring at the man alone at night all the time.

After finishing Mr. Song, he glanced at the little boy lying aside, pretending to be dead, walked up to him, and kicked him twice.

The other party still stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes, pretending that he was a quiet dead body.

Su Zhao said bluntly, "I'll give you three seconds, if you don't get up and follow me, I'll send you to a medical school to be a general teacher."

Hearing this sentence, the little boy immediately jumped up from the sewage, nodded earnestly and earnestly, expressing that he would definitely go with him.

After completing the task, Su Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and took the little boy hostage and walked towards the way he came.While walking, he complained, "It's finally settled...but this city...why does it feel more and more like Gotham City?"

A light appeared at the end of the long and narrow corridor, finally walking out of this dark and damp underground world.Fortunately, the little guy in front of him can choose whether to let other people see him or not, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to the police comrades why the corpse is still alive and kicking.

"What's your name?"

The little boy looked at Su Zhao with his head tilted, and shook his head.

Staring at the other party's pale face, Su Zhao said after thinking for a while, "Since you look so dark, I might as well call you Xiaobai."

The little boy scratched his head, as if he didn't quite understand the logic of the new owner.

One person and one ghost have already walked into the chaotic hall,

Suddenly, there were loud footsteps at the entrance, and a group of heavily armed police rushed in, surrounding all the remaining killers.

"Hold on, policeman."

"Be honest with me!"

Su Zhao's face brightened, "Comrade police, you've come, I'm &%%￥*"

Several police officers rushed towards Su Zhao and pinned him to the ground, unable to move.

Su Zhao quickly yelled and explained, "Wait a minute, my own people, my own people, I am not a murderer! I am my own people!"

Chen Mo, who rushed in following the large army, heard a familiar voice, turned his head quickly, saw the familiar face pressed down by several police officers, and patted his forehead helplessly.

"Su Zhao!!!"

He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions, "The first two times you said you were a victim, how do you explain this time?"

"I just came out to make soy sauce at night, and then I was dragged to this place as a murderer. It's true!"

The muscles on Chen Mo's face trembled, and he pointed to another injured undercover agent and said, "But I just heard from the undercover officer that the party was the scariest and the most insane person was you?"

Su Zhao quickly clarified, "It's just a pretense. I put it all on. If you don't believe me, ask the kidnapped victim. I saved her."

At this time, the reporter Wen Min who was rescued was supported by two policemen, and walked outside to the ambulance that had been waiting for a long time, but when she saw Su Zhao's face, it exploded in an instant like a dynamite barrel being ignited up.He was so strong that he broke free from the shackles of the two police officers, and stared at each other with a ferocious expression.

"Comrade policeman, quickly, catch him!"

"He's a murderer, he's a murderer!"

"He is a perverted killer!"

"Catch him!!!"

Seeing this scene, Su Zhao forced a smile to his friend who was astonished, and explained, "Please believe me, I am really a good person."

Chapter 26 I will definitely catch you

"Name."

"Su Zhao."

"age."

"24 years old, a college student."

The cramped and cramped interrogation room locked Su Zhao like a cage. The glare of the overhead light hit his face, making people squint their eyes involuntarily. They looked past the rigid-looking police comrades in front of them, and looked at a few eye-catching posters on the wall. block letters.

Confession is lenient, resistance is strict.

It seems that the arrested criminal suspects are reminded all the time not to try to challenge the country's judicial authority.However, Su Zhao shrugged helplessly, showing that he was indeed just an innocent victim.

"Fart, we have investigated, you were expelled from the school half a month ago! Be honest, don't play tricks!"

The person in charge of interrogating Su Zhao was an experienced old police officer, like a hunter sizing up a cunning fox, his eyes were fixed on Su Zhao, trying to dig out the secret from his expression and eyes.

"You said that you are a college student, what do you want to do if you don't sleep at night?"

"I said, go out to make soy sauce."

Su Zhao tried his best to put on an innocent, sincere, and kind expression, squeezed out a smile and said to the police comrades in front of him, "Believe me, I'm not a bad person, really. I saved the innocent bus driver."

"Bullshit!"

The policeman took out a [-]cm bone saw knife from Su Zhao's backpack, put it in front of him as evidence, and said in a cold voice, "You take this thing with you when you go out to make soy sauce?"

"Isn't Wuzhou too peaceful recently? I'm taking it for self-defense."

Su Zhao was still defending, "Look, this bone saw is not even sharpened."

"Pooh."

The policeman couldn't stand it any longer. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Shut up, do you think our people's police will believe your nonsense?"

"..."

The interrogation room fell into an embarrassing silence. Just as the police were about to find a breakthrough, the cold iron door behind them suddenly opened.Chen Mo walked in, waved his hand, and motioned for the old policeman to unlock the lock, "The investigation is clear, this guy is not a criminal suspect, let him go."

"what?"

The old police officer shook his head with a surprised expression and said, "Impossible. I have been engaged in criminal investigation for more than ten years and have dealt with countless criminal suspects. There is definitely something wrong with this guy!"

"Although the matter is a bit complicated, the confession of the prisoner, the testimony of the witness bus driver and the victim of the kidnapping case all prove that this guy is indeed just carrying an unsharpened bone saw knife to buy soy sauce at night."

As he said that, Chen Mo also handed the old policeman an evidence bag, which contained a receipt from the supermarket, showing that Su Zhao had indeed bought a bottle of soy sauce in the supermarket at night.

The old policeman's face suddenly turned pale, he clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hands swelled. He walked in front of Su Zhao with a gloomy face, and said through gritted teeth, "Be careful, I know who you are!"

"Ok?"

Su Zhao was baffled by his words, "I'm just a college student who was expelled from school?"

"No, you are a criminal with a high IQ. You played the role of the victim in the previous two homicides, but don't think I don't know. You pick the right time, fabricate evidence in advance, and even arrange witnesses, so that They unconsciously testify for you and play criminals in their hands. Even if I know you are guilty, I am helpless because there is no evidence. But you wait for me, as long as you show a little bit, I will personally send you to prison Prison! I swear!"

Seeing the serious expression on the policeman's face, Su Zhao shook his head with a wry smile. Why didn't everyone believe what he said? He was obviously just an ordinary college dropout, but because he acted too calmly in the murder case, Was it considered a perverted murderer?

Under the gloomy gaze of the old policeman, he followed Chen Mo out of the interrogation room.

Chen Mo, who was walking in the corridor, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the other party seriously, and asked, "Su Zhao, tell me the truth, are you chasing down some homicide group by yourself recently?"