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

Before he finished speaking, the little white-haired loli spit at him directly, "Fuck off, what daughter, I'm his girlfriend."

Then the man directly sealed his mouth with tape, wiped the saliva on his face, and counted angrily, "The stinky girl's hair hasn't grown yet, so there are so many forced words. Believe it or not, I will lock you in a small dark room." , forcing you to do Olympiad questions every day, if you don’t do it right, you will have nothing to eat.”

"..."

After being intimidated, little Lori became much more honest, with an aggrieved look. It seems that no matter how skilled she is, she is also afraid of the Olympic Games.

"Listen well, we will wait for you at the headquarters at twelve o'clock tonight, if you don't come, just wait to tear up the ticket."

The video stopped abruptly. Su Zhao glanced at the time. It was only past ten o'clock in the morning. He was not in a hurry to go out, but first searched the Internet for news cases about abandoned subway lines, but one of the posts on the urban forum caught his attention.

The poster claimed to be a subway construction worker back then. It is said that when they were building the subway line, they also dug some backup subway lines, but for some reason, all the projects were abandoned when the development was halfway through, and the backup lines were blocked.It is said that during the excavation process, some unknown things were dug out, even beyond human cognition, so in the end the entire line was blocked. After an accident, the entire subway line was directly abandoned, and even the subway station was destroyed. Abandoned, the line that was originally built with huge sums of money has now become an underground dark world where rats, cockroaches and insects are rampant.

At the end of the post, there is a blurry photo. Under the dim light, the subway personnel working in the tunnel captured a gloomy and terrifying silhouette, leading a strange white lantern in his hand, walking towards the dark depths of the tunnel.

Looking at the back figure in the post, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen the person in the photo somewhere before.

Su Zhao shook his head, breaking his unrealistic thoughts. He browsed several posts on the Internet and found that there were quite a lot of news about urban legends about abandoned subway stations. The map of the route has been inferred.

Su Zhao glanced at the densely packed route map, and the abandoned transfer stations formed a huge underground network maze.If the guess is correct, the secret headquarters of the killer organization in Wuzhou City is hidden here.

No one would have guessed that there would be such a large and hidden base underground. No wonder the killer organization has been rampant in Wuzhou City for so many years but still can't find any trace.

"Interesting, really interesting."

From morning to night, after reading all the materials non-stop, Su Zhao already had a general idea in his mind.According to the contents of the online posts, coupled with the known information at hand, the abandoned subway line is very likely to be the final stronghold of the secret organization of the perverted killer.He needs to sneak into the interior quietly to find the answer.

So this time Su Zhao took out all the knives in his collection, ranging from small scalpels to large bone saws, as well as all kinds of boning knives, bone cutting knives, and skinning knives.Anyway, according to my thinking, as long as all the enemies are killed, no one will know that I have sneaked in.

After stuffing everything into your backpack, head to the nearest subway station and take the last train to your destination.

"The subway station at the end of Line 7 is connected to the abandoned Line 14, so I might be able to meet that train there."

Su Zhao sat in the empty subway car, flipping through the small book snatched from Dean Wang, which recorded the train timetable of the abandoned subway line 14 in detail. This train officially started at twelve o'clock in the evening Start the first train, and then stop running until 15:[-] in the morning, every [-] minutes.It sounds like an urban horror legend in the Arabian Nights, but this mysterious train does exist in Wuzhou City, and it mysteriously appears in the eyes of everyone from time to time, and then disappears.

Su Zhao noticed that there was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sitting in the car, with his hands on the briefcase, quietly waiting for the car to arrive.This scene caught his attention.

The end of Line 7 is a wetland park, and there are no residential buildings around it. An office worker ran into the wetland park at [-] o'clock in the evening. The motive is very intriguing. Could it be that you are here to fight in the field?

Su Zhao calmly changed a seat and sat diagonally across from the man. The man didn't seem to notice his small movements, and kept flipping through a booklet with his head down until the sound of the train coming into the station sounded, and he looked down at the small booklet. The man with the booklet suddenly raised his head, picked up the briefcase on his lap, and walked towards the door.

Su Zhao also followed closely behind, and walked out of the subway train car.

The entire subway station was empty, not even staff.Su Zhao followed behind him, and the other party walked towards the stairs, skillfully opened an iron door, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Su Zhao didn't even think about it, and followed in directly. The further he walked in, the darker and gloomy it became. When he reached the narrow end, a dim yellow light appeared above his head. After he got out of the narrow passage, an abandoned subway station appear in front of your eyes.

The dilapidated seats are covered with dust, and the surroundings are dark and dead at first glance. There are yellowing posters on the walls, and the tiles that have been in disrepair for a long time are beginning to fall off. These subway stations have been abandoned in a hurry. The way it was before it was scrapped.

Click.

Stepping on the gravel, Su Zhao made a slight sound. Just as Su Zhao was about to take two steps forward, he saw a man holding a dagger in his hand, pointing at Su Zhao in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "Don't move, let me Be honest, if you move around, be careful that you will lose your life."

Su Zhao stared at the other person's cheek for more than ten seconds, until the other person frowned, "Why do you keep staring at me, do you want to chase me?"

"No, why are you stealing my lines?"

"Steal your lines?"

The man pushed his glasses and said indifferently, "Do you know that I am a murderous man with no emotions?"

"I see."

Su Zhao put down the backpack on his shoulders, unzipped the zipper, and took out a frighteningly large bone saw knife from inside.

The other party's face changed suddenly, looking at the elongated and thickened knife, and then at the small toy in his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"who are you?"

"I?"

Su Zhao said helplessly, "I'm just a poor victim who met a perverted murderer."

Chapter 110 Let Me Teach You How to Kill and Silence

"you're lying."

The middle-aged man waved the dagger in his hand and said angrily, "Have you ever seen a victim who carried a bone-saw knife over [-] centimeters with him? Do you think I'm a sand sculpture?"

"I'm really just an innocent victim."

Su Zhao also explained as much as possible, "It's because I always encounter perverted killers when I go out, so I have to bring a little knife for self-defense."

With a bang, Su Zhao's backpack fell to the ground, and then the middle-aged man saw a large backpack full of knives fall on the ground, and the two looked at each other awkwardly.

"You tell me this is called a little bit? What the hell is this called a little bit knife?"

The expression on the face of the middle-aged man changed instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Did you misunderstand a little bit? No wonder they said that the residents of Wuzhou City have become difficult to fool recently. Carrying a lot of knives with you, using extremely cruel methods, and self-proclaimed victims disrupting the market, it is becoming more and more difficult for our killers to do business in this industry! You are the big cancer in the industry where bad money drives out good money!"

"..."

Su Zhao looked dazed when being criticized, and was even speechless, as if it was because of his own appearance that the murderer industry was in a severe winter.As a result, these people had to be laid off and re-employed.

The middle-aged man expressed the anger and pressure accumulated in his heart, covered his face and said in pain, "Since last month, our organization has not even paid five social insurances and one housing fund. It is said that because of the riots in the United States, the organization's overseas business income The sharp drop, coupled with the recent fact that every citizen in Wuzhou is more like a bandit than a gangster, and it is even rumored that some citizens wear stab-proof suits and chainsaws, and specially pick out those who go out fishing alone in the middle of the night to enforce the law and hunt down perverted killers News, listen, is this still a victim? It’s simply a script where the dragon-slaying warrior will eventually become a dragon.”

Su Zhao was speechless. In fact, he always thought that the perverted murderer the other party mentioned might really be him.

In the end, the middle-aged man threw down the dagger in despair, crying bitterly like a social animal that finally broke out after being oppressed for a long time.

"It's too hard to do this job. If you want to be so ruthless, when will we murderers stand up and not be persecuted by the victims!"

Although Su Zhao was very sympathetic, out of conflict, he tied the other party with a rope and blocked his mouth with tape.

"Okay, I don't have time to waste time with you, so just wait obediently at this platform, I'll take a step first."

After speaking, he picked up the other party's briefcase and walked to the edge of the subway platform.

In the depths of the darkness, dazzling headlights lit up, accompanied by the roar of rumbling and rolling, an old subway train appeared in front of it, the carriage slowly opened, and a sultry, musty smell swept over , Straight into the nasal cavity.Su Zhao covered his nose with one hand, and with the briefcase in the other hand, he walked into the carriage of the subway train.Originally, Su Zhao thought he was the only one, but he didn't expect that there were so many people inside the subway car, which made people a little surprised.

Passengers in twos and threes were sitting in various parts of the carriage. When they saw the only passenger coming up from the platform, they raised their heads and said nothing, but nodded towards Su Zhao.

It seemed they were used to having other people get on from unoccupied platforms.At the same time, the train started and slowly moved towards the destination.

Su Zhao sat on the seat and carefully observed every silent face in the car. There were middle-aged men with blood on their hands who were silent, some indifferent men with knife and ax scars on their faces and eyes as sharp as eagles, and others. There was a hangover woman with heavy makeup and a smell of alcohol, sleeping unconscious by the window.There was even an old man on crutches, leaning on the end of his cane with both hands, looking out the window with a confused expression.

It looks no different from an ordinary subway train. If it weren't for the always dark platform outside the window, I might really think that I am still on a normal train.

A scruffy homeless man sitting opposite tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him, as if he was very interested in his identity.Su Zhao also accidentally discovered that the other party was actually looking at him.

"Hey."

The slovenly homeless man sitting opposite suddenly said, "You shouldn't come to this place, this place belongs to the world of demons."

"what?"

There was a rumbling sound from the subway, and Su Zhao couldn't hear what the other party was saying.

The sloppy homeless man just said it once, then closed his mouth and remained silent. The flickering lights rolled over his face, and a cold breath filled the air.

What I said just now was like admonishment to turn back and be right.

Ding dong.

With the sound of a train arriving at the station, everyone in the car stood up one after another and walked to the door of the train. Su Zhao looked through the window, and a strange underground world appeared in front of him. Su Zhao stood up involuntarily, Take a few steps forward.

A weird underground network world is presented before the eyes. The posts on the forum are not wrong. There is indeed an unknown world among the abandoned backup subway lines in Wuzhou City.

The barbed wire lamp shade embedded on the wall is emitting a dim light, trying to illuminate the dim world around.There are many people around, eerie and weird, and the first reaction is that he thought he had come to the underworld.

"It looks like a hell thing everywhere. Could it be that the supreme ruler of this organization has a Sima face?"

The train door opened, and Su Zhao got out of the car with them. After stepping on the platform, he walked up the steps. There was only the slight sound of shoes on the floor, and even the sound of breathing disappeared. Su Zhao had a feeling of walking on the ground of a ghost in the illusion.However, at the next moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Su Zhao's wrist, and he raised his head suddenly. A young man was looking at him with anxiety in his eyes.

"teacher."

"teacher?"

Su Zhao froze, looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly looked at the briefcase in his hand, as if he understood something.

That guy is actually a trainer?

The young man said excitedly, "Teacher, you are finally here. Class is about to begin. Come in quickly. The students of the new training class are waiting for you."

"Training?"

"correct."

The young man urged anxiously, "Have you forgotten? Tonight is No.30's second training class on murder and extermination. The students have been waiting for a long time. Hurry up."

"Huh? A training course on murder and silence?"

Su Zhao glanced at the briefcase in his hand, and then looked at the other party's earnest eyes. The short-term doubtful expression on his face was replaced by excitement in an instant.

"I'm good at this kind of training class. I can talk for three days and three nights without getting sleepy! Come on, come on, lead the way quickly, let me teach you rookies how to kill people and silence them."

Chapter 110 Nine No One Knows Gotham City Better Than Us

Su Zhao was ushered into a classroom by young people, and there were more than [-] strange faces sitting there, holding notebooks in their hands, and the desire for knowledge shone in their eyes.In the nine years of compulsory education back then, I didn't see this group of guys listening to the class so seriously, and even took out their notebooks to take notes.

Although the classroom is small and the display is simple, everyone's eyes are shining with the light of seeking knowledge.

Su Zhao stood on the podium, holding his forehead helplessly and said, "If you had been so active in the nine-year compulsory education, you would have gone to work in an office building long ago. Why are you hanging around here doing such a thankless job?"

One of the middle-aged men raised his hand and explained, "Teacher, I didn't finish the nine-year compulsory education. I only graduated in the sixth grade. I was fired by the factory a few months ago, and then I went to work as a takeaway for Meituan." Brother, a few days ago when I passed by the side of the road to see psoriasis, I found that the organization was recruiting people. I thought it was an MLM team. I thought that no matter how bad it was, I could get rent-free and three meals a day. I didn’t expect there to be five insurances One gold, I am full of confidence and hope in the organization."

"..."

Su Zhao took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead, "May I ask if anyone here has ever killed someone?"

Another young man raised his hand and said weakly, "Old, teacher, does accidental killing count?"

"Ok?"

Su Zhao made a gesture of invitation, "Then you talk to us in detail."

"I used to be a nurse in the hospital. Because I had a dispute with the old man lying on the hospital bed, I wanted to calm him down, so I pulled out the oxygen tube. Who knew that the man who was calmed down disappeared immediately. Until now, I don't even have a home. Dare to go back."

"...You are the worst class of students I have ever brought up."

Su Zhao sighed, and had no choice but to explain how to kill people and silence them from scratch.

"Killing is a practical lesson. Can you learn something while sitting in the classroom? Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Only after you have killed someone can you appreciate the essence of the course."

With that said, Su Zhao took out a lot of knives from his backpack, placed them on the podium, and signaled everyone in the audience to come up and pick out a weapon that was convenient.

Others carefully and carefully selected the knives on the table. For them, this was the first time to kill people, so they were extra cautious in choosing weapons. In the end, when everyone held a knife in their hands , while anxiously waiting for the other party to give orders, Su Zhao said suddenly, "Now let's conduct the experimental class and kill people."

"kill?"

Everyone was stunned and looked at each other, "Who will kill?"

Su Zhao pointed outside and said, "Of course it's to kill them."

……

A muscular figure walked slowly in the corridor, with a series of finger bones hanging around his neck, dirty and worn bandages wrapped around his face, and a dirty and torn bag hanging on his waist, slowly walking towards Walking forward, flies were buzzing around the bag of waste, and a pungent smell of rancidity filled the hallway.

When passing the classroom, he stopped deliberately and glanced inside.

Suddenly, he heard a crying sound coming from his ears, like a baby crying, An couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, put his palm on the iron door of the classroom, and gently pushed him away.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards him. Before he could react, he suddenly pulled forward. The whole person was pulled into the classroom. Before he could react, there were more than a dozen knives on his body. Bai Bai lay on the ground twitching continuously, and soon lay quietly on the ground, motionless.The big delivery man from Meituan just now said weakly, "Teacher, you seem to have killed the employees here?"

"It's ok."

Su Zhao replied with a calm expression, shook off the blood stains on the knife, and said, "He brought the resurrection armor."

"oh, I see."

"Have you learned how to kill people and silence them?"

The others nodded half-understanding, as if they knew something, but felt that something was missing.

"It doesn't matter, this kind of thing is to do more and practice more."

Su Zhao patted them on the shoulder and said encouragingly, "Go, just do it, this lesson will end here first, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can directly ask the teacher next time, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Su Zhao left the classroom directly, leaving a group of training students staring at each other, shaking the sharp blade in his hand, and rushed out of the classroom door.

Anyway, everyone brought the resurrection armor, so why not panic, just do it.

……

The poor little white-haired Lolita was imprisoned in a small dark room at this time, surrounded by strong men who were five big and three thick, and looked at the shivering little girl in front of her eyes unkindly.