Terra Hotline, crime simulator

Panic behind you

Zhang's footsteps sounded. Richard slowly took a look at the fire ax in his hand and found that there were some gaps on the ax blade.

"Ah! You...what on earth did you do?!"

The voice of Isido's horned head seemed to be wailing in pain.

What did you do?Isn't this a no-brainer?

Richard turned around stiffly, and the family members behind him who had just come down from upstairs took a breath of cold air.

Maybe they were frightened by the rooster hood, Richard thought.

"He...he killed so many people by himself?!"

"...This is simply a butcher!"

"God!! Tell me these are all fake! I'm still dreaming!"

Even members of the family who were famous for their violence and blood could not help but tremble in their legs, their stomachs tumbled, and they retched when faced with such a hell of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Richard dragged the fire ax and relentlessly approached them step by step. The faces of the thugs became paler, and they even took a step back instinctively.

"If I guess correctly, you are the culprit who killed those three Rossetti family members, right?"

Dmitry stood up and realized that his previous analysis of the murderer was wrong.

The guy in front of me was not a killer, but an executioner who had been working in the slaughterhouse for a long time. What was even more frightening was that this executioner had no intention of stopping his work at this moment.

Richard did not answer the question, and he did not bother to communicate with these dying people.

Richard took the lead and launched a sprint when he was still seven or eight meters away from Dmitri. He wanted to ensure that the almost broken ax played its final role.

"Go on, get rid of this madman."

Dmitri ordered the thugs around him. The thugs who were about to be frightened exchanged glances. The family's orders could not be violated, so they suppressed their inner timidity, pulled out short sticks and daggers, and strangely yelled and attacked Richard.

The two thugs who rushed in front stood on the same level. Richard's ax cut through the first man's neck, and then without any help, he cut a big hole in the second man's chest, and his liver and liver were still there. The beating heart slipped out.

The third man was completely frightened. He turned and tried to escape, but Richard chopped off his calf. He lost his balance and lay on the floor tiles. The next second, the ax was embedded in the back of the poor man's head.

"I... let's evacuate here! Master Dmitri, let's go out and call more people... He is too... too... scary..."

Isidor begged, making a series of weak hums and stuttering, as if it was difficult to even swallow.

"You evacuate first, I'll meet this guy."

Dmitri's face darkened, and his tone was a little annoyed, not only because Richard didn't have any respect for him, but also because the other party's attitude made the members of their family slaughtered on the spot.

"Does it please you to slaughter these weaklings? Which force sent you here?"

Dmitri flipped the blade in his hand like a bartender in a bar, elegant yet deadly.

But Richard simply ignored the red-haired idiot. He pulled out the fire ax from the corpse, charged up his strength, and threw the ax like a shot put.

slap-

The ax hit Isido right in the back, knocking him staggering, and Richard estimated that it hit his spinal cord.

"...I originally wanted to capture you alive, but it seems there is no need now. I will take your body to the leader."

Dmitri approached Richard with a dagger. He did not attack rashly. He was looking for a flaw, an opportunity.

In fact, he guessed too much. Richard did have a backup plan, which was a silenced pistol. If Dmitri really dared to charge directly with a dagger, then what awaited him would be a magazine full of nine rounds of bullets.

He walked slowly, while Richard took out the alloy bat and pointed it at Dmitri:

[youaredeadmeat! ! ]

Blunt weapon... Sure enough, it seemed that the killer was him.

Dmitry found an opportunity, that is, the moment Richard just raised his stick, he took action like a wasp, stabbing him in the face with one lunge.

A wound bloomed on Richard's right shoulder, adding a brighter color to the already dark red blood on his body.

"The reaction speed is quite fast, but your attack method is not like a Syracusan at all."

Dmitri took a big step back, because Richard's attack also followed. The alloy club swept towards him with an extremely thick and heavy weight. His attack speed was as fast as his reaction speed.

Dmitri had no time to dodge, so he had to resist the blow with his dagger. He felt like he was hit by a car, his mouth hurt, and the dagger almost flew out.

Can this powerful brute strength be possessed by a Lupe tribe? !

But his will to fight was still there, and his offensive movements suddenly became swift and smooth, and he switched the knife from one hand to the other in an attempt to mislead Richard.

Clang-!

All fancy tricks are useless in the face of absolute power.

The back of Dmitri's right hand was heavily swollen by the bat. He gritted his teeth and held the dagger with his left hand.

Decided to fight to the death.

He charged up and leaped high like a wolf. The sharp blades would be his minions. He planned to exchange injuries with Richard. He might not die if he was hit with a blunt instrument, but if he was stabbed with a dagger... ...

His ruse worked, provided Richard didn't pull out his pistol.

biubiubiu——!

Richard pulled the trigger at Dmitri in mid-air. He was not sure whether he hit the opponent's head, but he must have emptied the magazine.

The bullet would create a huge cavity effect in his body, and Dmitri fell to the ground like a broken sack, motionless.

Richard looked around to make sure no one could stand up, then came to the cake in the center, stretched out his fingers, hooked a little chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth under the hood.

[Damn!Those idiots used cocoa butter instead! ]

Richard spat out the chocolate in his mouth again.

[But we did a pretty good job today. All the pests have been cleaned up. Richard, please get out of here. There seems to be a car sound outside. ]

Chapter 13 Seeing myself again

[Obtained stage simulation reward: Tony (Tiger)'s Mask: The power of your fist will increase twenty times. ]

[Get in the car and go home. It’s still raining outside, but the heavy rain still can’t wash away your rusty smell]

[Throw the clothes you are wearing into the trash can, and then go to take a shower. The blood stains on the bathroom floor are quickly washed away, but the faces of the people you killed are lingering in your mind. . ]

[The faces covered with coagulated blood look like they are wearing a red mask]

[You are a very contradictory person. You clearly have no regrets in your heart and should not have regrets, but you still recall these tragic scenes inexplicably. ]

[Is it because of Lavinia?If she knew about this, how would she look at you? ]

"You are just a system...Don't give me so much subjective output. I was just a little tired at the time, maybe..."

The simulation was interrupted, and Mikey realized that he was back in a room with unknown black beetles crawling on the floor and full of rotten smells.

Three vague figures sat at the conference table that occupied half of the room.

"You...why are you back? You don't look like a good person. Who allowed you to come back??"

The man wearing an owl mask and dressed like a family gang said, but now, his white suit was stained with blood, and his tone was weak.

Like a dead man.

"You... are so disgusting..."

Not paying attention to the owl's extreme dissatisfaction, Mikey casually pulled up a chair and sat across from the three guys.

Then Mikey discovered that the person sitting opposite him was not Richard wearing a rooster hood, but a man wearing a black plush coat with a beard and short hair.

This man was smiling respectfully at himself.

He looks like himself ten years from now.

"Where's Richard? And who is this devil with the dead eyes and fake smile?"

Mikey pointed at the man opposite and asked the clown next to him.

"Perhaps everyone should introduce themselves first, brother. After all, we were in a bit of a hurry last time, so I'll go first."

The clown knocked his legs on the table. Today he was wearing a pink and white suit, a big gold chain and a watch, and his blond hair was also gelled.

"I have many titles, 'Dallas', 'Sir Cruel Daryl', 'Professional and leader of the payday gang', and I used to work in financial transfers at Gantry.

This is also you in the second reincarnation. "

"The second life... reincarnation?"

Mikey suddenly thought of something, he touched his face, and sure enough, he put on Richard's mask.

"So Richard is my first life?"

"Yes, that's right. With you now, we have been reincarnated in this ghost place of Terra at least nine times!"

"Nine reincarnations...? Wait, this amount of information is overwhelming. I need to sort it out."

Mikey thought for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"Then have I fallen in love nine times and have nine wives?!"

puff-

The man sitting opposite Mikey laughed out loud, and his voice sounded particularly magnetic.

"I thought you'd be the first to realize you've died a full eight times."

"Hello, Mikey, I am you in the fourth reincarnation. You can call me 'Malvo'."

Malvo smiled and held out his right hand to Mikey, who hesitated for a moment before taking it because his eyes looked scary, and then Mikey noticed that Malvo's hand was cold, like a piece of ice.

"Are you the fourth reincarnation? Then where is my third reincarnation?"

"You damn beasts! I'm going to kill you!"

Mikey responded with a roar from deep in the room. He looked for the sound and found a dark figure tied to a chair with chains. Mikey couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hush, be quiet, Rorschach, there is no evil or justice here, there is only us, will you judge yourself? How should you judge yourself in a place without rules and restraints?"

Malvo made a silencing gesture, the man maintaining some sort of false smile.

"...Sooner or later you will understand that it is not me who is locked up with you, but you... who are forced to be locked up with me!"

boom--!

The Joker pulled out a shotgun from nowhere and shot Rorschach in the corner, who stopped trying to break away.

"Honestly, this bigot is irritating me and I really don't understand why Mai would bring this idiot over."

"If I guess correctly, Mai is my eighth life, which is also my previous life, right?"

"so smart."

Malvo's tone was tinged with sarcasm.

"Those phones, weapons and masks were all made by Mai?"

"He always likes to make interesting little toys."

The Joker blew into the shotgun.

"So who is this owl?"

Mikey pointed to the owl that had been silent since the beginning of the conversation.

"Did you know? Mikey, the human eye is better at seeing shadows in green. Monthly "Fei (Group 69:493) 6135"

Malvo took out a pistol and handed it to him, saying in a joking tone:

"This guy is the remaining shadow of humanity in your heart. He is a collection of people killed by Richard...similar to some kind of resentment.

Kill this resentment now. "

Mikey took the pistol, pointed it at the owl, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation. After the owl shook a few times, it fell to the table.

For a moment, he retrieved the memory of his reincarnation as Richard.

"Well done, Mikey, now continue with Richard's story and we'll meet again when it's over."

Malvo put away his pistol and wore his trademark smile.

.........

[The next morning, it was still raining outside. You waited in bed for a while, but the phone didn't ring. ]

[Get out of bed, put on your suit, wash up and brush your teeth. The bell rings. You hold the toothbrush in your mouth and open the door. It’s Lavinia with a serious face. ]