Terra Hotline, crime simulator

Then the next second he took out the silenced m1911 and shot the thin family member in the chest. When he knelt down on the ground due to severe pain, he shot him in the head again.

"you.......!"

The fat family member hadn't realized what was going on, because no one in Terra had seen a silenced gun before. He wanted to turn around and open the door to notify the family members inside, but Richard was already familiar with the shooting feel.

biu——

The back of his head was hit by a subsonic bullet, and blood spattered on the door.

Richard hurriedly hid their two bodies in the bushes, and then climbed in through an open window instead of entering directly through the door.

Chapter 10 Birthday Party (Part [-])

Richard was currently staring at a family member who was sitting on the toilet. It was obvious that he had fallen into a bathroom.

"Did they invite you to perform? I thought they were going to invite a clown. What are you doing with a bat? Wait, no!"

Boom-!

Richard's blow to his head was from top to bottom, and the unfortunate guy was sitting on the toilet, looking up at the bat falling on his face.

So this time it was not only his skull that was injured, but also his spine. His entire head was sunk into his body. It looked like this guy had no neck, and his bloody face only had dead eyes. Look towards the ceiling.

The kind man Richard flushed the toilet for him, but the sound of flushing disturbed a guy outside who was about to go to the toilet.

"Hey! Are you okay?? You've been in the toilet for a full 10 minutes!"

Richard came behind the door, loosened the handle, and exposed a gap in the door, and then the guy behind the door rushed in hastily.

"*Syracuse* foul language!"

The young man with a scar on his face was so frightened by the corpse on the toilet that he forgot about the danger coming from behind.

This time, the charged blow was swung upwards, so the protruding back of the family member's head was cut directly onto the Tianling Cap, making it look like a child playing with plasticine.

He stumbled comically for a few steps before falling to the ground.

Richard threw both of their bodies out of the window, making sure not to alert a third person who wanted to use the toilet.

Then he observed the situation in the hall on the first floor through the gap in the bathroom door.

Damn, there are almost all family members outside. They are holding a birthday party in the magnificent living room at the moment. A cake that is at least two meters high is placed in the center of the hall. I don’t know which corner’s birthday it is, and there is actually a cake. The band is playing classical music.

It's just that Richard didn't see the birthday girl, and the protagonist should be on the second floor.

Richard turned his attention to the bedroom opposite the bathroom. The door was ajar and there seemed to be only three people inside, which was much easier to handle.

While the group of family members were immersed in their miserable social circle and distracted by the noise-like music, Richard crouched, quickly ducked into the bedroom, and closed the door.

Two ordinary family soldiers and a family intimidator were playing poker on the table. Richard judged that this was some variation of Texas Hold'em poker in his previous life.

The three family members were startled by Richard's sudden arrival. Because in this case, no one thought that the man wearing the feathered beast mask was a killer, so they didn't even take out their weapons.

Richard's silenced pistol was always held in his left hand.

First, he shot the soldiers on the far left and the far right in the head. When the family intimidator stood up in a panic, Richard pointed the muzzle of the gun at his forehead and pulled the trigger.

Biu—biu—biu!

Blood was sprinkled on the poker, and the three men fell down like rag dolls, but there were only four bullets left in the magazine. Just when Richard wanted to change the magazine.

The family intimidator who fell on the ground suddenly stood up!

He pounced on Richard, who was taking out his magazine. The latter was startled by his sudden attack.

The family intimidator was a strong man raised by the family. He was almost twice as big as Richard. The bullet left only a bloody bullet hole in his head, maybe the bullet was lodged in his skull.

biu—biu—biu!

Richard had no time to aim at his head, so he had to shoot him three times in the abdomen. He was sure that these three shots had hit the intimidator honestly, but the latter's rapid surge of adrenaline made him immune. These pains.

He hugged Richard, and then threw Richard to the ground like a chicken. Richard felt that his back was bruised, and even the bat in his hand slipped aside.

In panic, Richard struggled to stand up and touched the

.....a pencil.

Damn it!This is the only weapon he can use now.

The intimidator didn't give Richard any time to breathe. He rushed over like a mad bullfight. Richard simply let him catch him as he wished, but the guy seemed to only be able to throw this. one move.

Richard was lifted up by him, and at the same time he held the pencil in his right hand and stabbed it hard into his ear, then continued to drill down, piercing the intimidator's eardrum, and then his brain, Richard Keep stirring the pencil, it feels like a Yanguo person is kneading noodles with chopsticks.

Blood flowed from the intimidator's nose and eyes. He let go of his arms and died with reluctance and anger.

Richard stretched his muscles and dusted himself off. Before he could pick up the bat on the ground, there was a knock on the door. Maybe it was because there was too much noise before.

"Did something happen? Did they overturn the table while playing cards? A distinguished guest is here today, and he is upstairs, so you'd better keep your voice down."

Richard twisted his muscles, held the pencil with blood and brains in his hand, came to the door, and opened the door.

To his surprise, there were two people standing outside the door, one tall and one short.

"Who are you......?!"

Puff-!

Richard cursed. He originally only wanted to deal with four corpses in the room, but he couldn't hide the fifth one.

Before the tall man could understand the situation in the room, the pencil was inserted into his neck and quickly pulled out. The poor guy's eyes widened, his throat made a gurgling sound, and blood poured out like a fountain, moving forward. After staggering a few steps, he knelt down straight on the ground.

"have......!"

Before the shorter family member could shout, Richard quickly covered his mouth, dragged him into the room, and kicked the door shut.

The next moment, Richard fixed the eraser end of the pencil to the wall with one hand, grabbed the dwarf's neck with the other hand, and brutally knocked the back of his head toward the tip of the pencil.

Killing three people with a pencil took up most of Richard's energy, and if there was another knock on the door, he would really be overwhelmed.

After taking a rest, he loaded the magazine of his gun, and finally turned off the lights in the room. In the darkness, Richard thought about how to clean up the pests outside.

Chapter 11

The noisy orchestral music in the banquet hall still has no intention of stopping. The vigilance of these family members has been reduced to the level of stupid complacency. After all, they are members of the Bellone family, and there are not many in Volsini. The family dared to find trouble with them.

[Pest removal work continues]

There was no need to hide the five corpses, because the blood on the ground had almost formed a small river and was about to spread into the corridor outside the door.

In the darkness, Richard searched every corner of the room, but he found nothing useful. The weapons found on the corpses generally only had jumping knives and short sticks, which were not suitable for him to use.

Richard could only stare at the corridor outside the door. Two family members were leaning on the wall and smoking irritably. Their thug instincts told him that something was wrong there.

But this instinct could not save their lives. Richard gently pushed open the door with the muzzle of his gun, then shot them one by one, and then hid their two bodies in the corridor in front of Bernardo's portrait. Behind the large potted plant.

At this time Richard discovered a good thing.

A fire ax in a glass cabinet.

click-

Richard smashed the glass directly with the pistol grip, took out the ax with a cold edge on the edge, and weighed it in his hand. The weight was distributed evenly.

With the fire ax on his shoulder, Richard swaggered into the banquet hall. In an instant, the damn family band finally stopped playing.

People looked at this man with surprise, who appeared out of nowhere, covered in blood, and wearing a funny feathered beast hood.

"Is this part of the birthday party plan?"

"So who is this guy? The smell of blood on his body is so pungent... Should we drive him out?"

"How about informing Mr. Isidor? We need a beggar who can make people laugh, not an executioner for Halloween."

This group of upper-class people in suits and ties pointed at Richard, with no concealment of disgust and disgust in their eyes, just like they did to people at the bottom of the city.

Richard now knew who they were, members of the branch of Mr. Isido, the head of the Bellone family, and some of them were even town officials. Richard discovered that the Minister of Transport of Volsini was also at the party. .

He slowly walked towards the door of the banquet hall, and the family members consciously moved out of the way. Maybe they thought Richard wanted to get out of here and go back to the streets.

But it turned out that they were wrong. Richard locked the door in front of them. When he turned around, with his hood down, he looked like the eyes of those high-end people without any pity or regret.

Finally, he took out his pistol and pointed it at the four large chandeliers on the ceiling and pulled the trigger one by one. Before the banquet hall fell into darkness, what Richard saw was the men trying to leave in a panic, while the women covered their heads in horror. Keep her mouth shut, but even so, she

They still screamed like wild beasts.

[It's time to end this boring birthday party, Richard, it's partyhardtime! ! ]

Richard first slashed the ax at the figure closest to him. He was not sure which part of the opponent he hit, but he did cut something from the guy, and then the black shadow fell down. Motionless on the ground.

There were many black figures running around like this, and the only direction they could escape was to the stairwell next to the corridor. Unfortunately, Richard had already cut a bloody path and was waiting for them there.

..........

Richard couldn't remember exactly how many times he swung the axe, nor could he remember how many times the ax handle almost slipped from his hand because there was too much blood in his hand, but the screams and screams in his ears could not be heard for a moment. He never stopped, spreading death everywhere like a god of death.

This was a one-sided massacre, and the victims were a group of unarmed members of the Bellone family.

[Mikey Richard, what are you thinking about at this time?Are they some questions about the philosophy of killing?Or a moral struggle?Fear of death? ]

[No, it is Lavinia that lingers in your mind.Monthly fee (group 69:493)6135]

[Love?You should know that maybe many of the people you killed were people she knew. How should you face her in the future?You are a sinner with blood on your hands, and she is a judge who defends justice and moral bottom line. ]

[You won’t explain it to her, but she will understand what you did in the future, but she will never forgive you. ]

..........

As the birthday boy, Mr. Isido was in his room, well-dressed, receiving a senior member of the family.

Dmitry Certaldo, who had a brotherly relationship with the first heir, Leon Tuso.

"Yes, sir, we have successfully bought the Minister of Transport and the Minister of Education, but the Minister of Construction, Karachi, needs a little more work."

Isido said respectfully to the red-haired young man in front of him, who was playing with the dagger in his hand, his tone was lazy and relaxed.

"...Well, let's put the newly appointed Minister of Food aside for now. After all, I've heard about the guy who holds this position... He seems to be a clown. By the way, you invited a clown to your birthday party. ?"

"Uh...Isn't that true?"

Isidor shook his head.

Dmitri said and handed a letter to Isido:

"This is the newly appointed chief judge in the family. If the branch encounters any trouble, go to her. After all, the family did not raise her for nothing."

"Really? This is really great. I happen to have a few young men who want to experience the coming-of-age ceremony in Syracuse."

Isido's tone was full of expectation

"Oh, by the way, do you know anything about the murder case of the Rossetti family? The three people who died in the club."

"I don't know, sir. I asked other horn heads and found out that this matter was not done by our family, and I inferred that this may not be a competition between families."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Dmitri became interested. To be honest, he was very interested in this murderer. This clean murder method was more cruel and sophisticated than some family exterminators.

"Because the Rossetti family is a branch of the Columbia Texas family, provoking this family is equivalent to declaring war on the Texas family. Except for a few big families, small families who do this are definitely looking for death, and as far as I know The big families I know are relatively stable recently."

Demetri thought for a moment, and if the murderer was not a killer from another family, he might be able to recruit him and be used by the Bellone family.

But suddenly, his ears twitched because the band downstairs stopped playing at some point.

Chapter 12 Inferior Cocoa Butter Substitute

Slash, keep slashing.

Thinking and consciousness gradually entered a "superego" state, and Richard's body only relied on some unconditioned reflex to carry out this single killing action.

Richard did not know this group of family members, and he had no enmity with them, let alone any conflicts in beliefs or ideas.

Everyone here has a story and a family. They may be someone's father or son, or they may be the husband of a woman who is waiting for them to come home.

But Richard didn't care.

The rational operation of this land does not include rewards and punishments and the chaotic morals and laws formulated by people.

After killing so many people with his own hands, Richard didn't feel any regret in his heart. If one day he could be redeemed, it would definitely not be because of repentance, but because of love.

Love for Lavinia.

.......

click-

Someone turned on a few small backup lights in the banquet hall. Richard stopped what he was doing. He blinked to let his dark eyes adapt to the light again. At this time, he found that his retinas were bright red, like Wearing a blood filter.

Bright light stained with blood bounced on the snow-white marble walls, casting strange and twisted shadows on the mangled corpses on the ground. The cake in the center of the hall was soaked in blood and stained with a layer of red jam dye.