Terra Hotline, crime simulator

The driver looked panicked. He and Malvo quickly put Boris's body in the back seat, then hurriedly got into the driver's seat and started the engine. At this moment, Malvo pulled out a silenced pistol and pointed it at him. The back of his head said:

"I think I've changed my mind. Now drive to the countryside. Don't take the main road. Avoid all the cameras. You'd better do it, my friend. Otherwise, there will be a hole the size of a feathered beast's egg in the back of your head. .”

The driver saw through the rearview mirror that Malvo seemed to have a gun in his hand. Thinking that he had just glimpsed the mark on Boris's neck, a horrifying inference emerged from his mind.

Could it be that Marquis Boris was killed by Mr. Malvo?

His cold sweat dripped down, he swallowed and said:

"Wait, sir, do you know what you are doing? You can't escape. Murdering a noble is a serious crime in Ursus."

"Of course I know what I'm doing, but what about you? Which path will you choose? Should you sleep now and let me drive, or should you drive the car to the countryside and return home to be reunited with your loved ones?"

Malvo put the muzzle of his gun against the back of his head. After a struggle, the driver chose to save his life and the car began to drive towards the suburbs.

.........

"Okay, stop here."

On a frozen lake in the suburbs, Malvo ordered the driver to park the car on the edge of the lake. Then he opened the door and lifted Boris's body onto the ice.

"Let me see...here's a manuscript, a sharp ice pick."

Malvo found an ice pick from the trunk of the car, then he came to Boris's body, raised the ice pick with both hands and hit the back of his head. In just two or three blows, the gray brain was smashed out, and The driver could only watch this scene from the side without daring to show his composure.

"...Huh, you should feel lucky, because winter is coming soon. The ice layer is estimated to be only half a meter thick. If you go quickly, it will only take less than 10 minutes to break through."

"...What are you going to do? Sir."

The driver had some bad premonition, but he still obeyed.

"I want to catch scale beasts."

Malvo replied with a smile.

..........

Ten minutes later, the driver cut through the ice, leaving a hole through which only one person could pass.

"Let Mr Boris be the bait and throw him down."

The driver prayed that all this would end as soon as possible. He whispered sorry to Marquis Boris in his heart, and then dragged his body, leaving a series of blood stains on the ice, and then stuffed it into the ice hole. Soon, The body was submerged into the bitterly cold lake water, and the blood stained the lake water red.

"Good job, give me the ice ax, sir."

Malvo pointed his gun at the driver and waved to him, who slowly approached him and placed the ice pick in Malvo's hand.

Kacha-!

The next second, Malvo slashed the driver's neck with an ice pick. The latter's eyes widened unwillingly, blood spurted out of his throat like a fountain, and the driver's body died before it hit the ground.

Finally, Malvo took the ice pick away from his neck and placed it back in the driver's hand.

After doing all this, he left the car here and started walking to the nearest prison, Chernobog.

.........

"Wait! Stop, sir, this is where infected people are detained. Please show your ID!"

The prison is also located on the outskirts of the city, and is quite close to the nearest steel carrot mine. After all, no one wants to see infected people wandering around the city where they live.

Moreover, the prison is quite small. After all, it is temporary. All infected people end up in the mines, so on the surface, there are only two picket members standing guard.

"I am a friend of Marquis Boris, a history professor. I want to come here to see a little girl named Nayin.

. "

"No! You must have ID!"

"Well, I don't have papers, but I have this."

Malvo shook his head regretfully, then took out a silenced pistol from his pocket and shot each of the two pickets in the head.

Then he walked in swaggeringly.

"Excuse me, where is Miss Nayin?"

The prison environment is very poor. There are not even separate cells. All infected people are locked in two large iron cages.

"Who let you in?!"

"What's happening outside!"

A group of pickets rushed out of the security room. Malvo did not answer their question. He took out a submachine gun from his pocket and fired at them.

Malvo had to admit that sometimes a gun was much easier to use than a knife. It used to take him 30 seconds to kill a dozen people, but now it only takes ten seconds to kill a dozen people.

Within ten seconds, he heard all kinds of screams, coming from the group of infected people and the group of pickets.

After putting a magazine on the submachine gun, Malvo came to the cage of the infected and asked:

"Miss Nayin, I'm here to save you."

"Open the cage quickly! Please!"

"Are you here to save us??!"

"Oh my god! You killed so many people at once!"

But the screams of the infected people were too loud, and Malvo had no choice but to kill a few more infected people expressionlessly before they calmed down and looked at him with horrified eyes.

"I...I am...Nayin, did my old man send you here? Don't hurt them..."

A timid voice sounded from the corner of the cage.

Chapter 163 Prey in early spring

A week later, the police in Chernog found Marquis Boris's car and a body that had been frozen into a blue color on the ice in the suburbs. He was still holding an ice ax in his hand, and in the lake, They found Boris's skeleton, which had been almost eaten by scaly hands.

"The only vague surveillance video captured the car leaving the city, and then... Damn it, if you ask me, this case does not require reasoning. It was the driver who killed Marquis Boris, and the wound on the Marquis' head proved it. at this point."

"Then how did the driver die?"

"Obviously, he committed suicide out of fear of guilt."

"Bullshit doesn't make sense."

In the police station, Valery was arguing about the case with his colleagues. He knocked on the table and said:

"We must focus on the history teacher Malvo who has serious doubts. He was the last person Marquis Boris met before his death."

"Valery, are you just at odds with Professor Malvo? Well, let's put this matter aside for now. Even if the Marquis dies, his son will succeed and Chernobog will not be in chaos."

The bearded police chief spoke. He said:

"The main problem is the infected prison in the suburbs. A total of 24 picket members died. They died of a mysterious killer, and the true face of this killer was only seen by the infected, but... damn... ..”

Speaking of this, the police chief’s voice became louder:

"All the infected people's tongues were cut out and their eyes were gouged out. They can't express anything!"

The military and police officers looked at each other, and Valery shuddered. He knew whose masterpiece these were, but even if he said it, no one believed him.

"From today on, you should not interfere with this case. We are solely responsible for this matter."

Just then, two tall men in black corsets walked in, wearing black masks.

"As for who we are, you don't need to remember this. You just need to understand that it was Grand Duke Baikal who sent us."

A taller masked man stood up. He put his hands behind his back and looked down at everyone:

"We need to go to the Sarcophagus Research Institute and call Chancellor Sergei out, immediately, immediately!"

.......

"General, I need your help. I promised Zoya, I promised her to avenge her father, but now that night devil is right in front of me, and I can't do anything about it."

Valery found Herague, and the captured Hippogriff general was probably the only one he could rely on.

"The first thing you have to do is don't be afraid of him. He has nothing to be afraid of. He is just flesh and blood."

Herage, who was sitting in the corner, opened his eyes. He had just heard the conversation of the police upstairs word for word.

It seems that Malvo has taken Nayin away, so in the next period of time, he should get up and look for traces of the Patriots.

As for Nayin, it was impossible for Malvo to move on the ice sheet with a burden. He must have hidden her somewhere.

"what should I do?"

Valery asked as if he had seen a savior.

"This night devil should not be in this city recently, so you can act boldly. First, I need you to help me find a little girl with white hair, not big, who is an infected person. She may appear in Near Malvo’s apartment.”

Herague thought for a moment, and his current actions were mainly limited to Nayin. The Night Demon had mastered his weakness, otherwise he could directly kill the horse.

Killed by Ervo.

"I promise to complete this mission. By the way, General, have you ever seen him wearing black..."

"They are the secret police of Grand Duke Baikal. They were responsible for the massacre of the sarcophagus. This group of secret police... they may cause even greater trouble."

Gragg frowned, and he seemed to hear the inner guard's heavy breathing in his ears.

........

Since Margrave Boris died, Herrag, who was still locked up in the police station, was naturally forgotten. The police chief had nothing to do with him, and there was no news from the Imperial Parliament.

As for the two secret police, they first went to the Sarcophagus Research Institute, then found Sergei, and after ensuring that the secrets inside were not leaked, they began to investigate the death of the Marquis.

It was early spring, and all the high schools had recently started to have holidays. Malvo had more time to wander on the ice sheet, and like a hunter, he was following the clues of the newly emerging integration movement.

The bears couldn't starve themselves to death. Malvo left money for Sonia and Nayin. Nayin would definitely not run away. As for Sonia, oh, General Dong has been trained by himself to be a homebody, and now he is lazy. Even underwear and underwear have to be washed by Malvo.

But for a long time, he had gained nothing on the ice sheet. He interviewed several villages, and the attitude of the villagers towards the infected was still the same as usual.

Until this morning, his hunting lodge welcomed two special guests. They were wearing white hooded robes and ice chisels hanging from their waists. They looked to be about the same age as Sonia.

"I am Petrova, and this is my friend, Big Bear.... We are pioneers from the depths of the ice sheet."

Malvo looked them over and nodded thoughtfully.

These two guys are not pioneers, but members of the famous Yeti Team.

"Good morning, friends from the depths of the ice sheet? May I be of any help?"

Malvo asked in a friendly manner, and the slightly younger Petrova said:

"We need some food. Many people in our camp are starving at the moment, but it is too far from the nearest mobile city."

"Don't worry, we have money and we won't take your food for free."

Big Bear patted his chest and added. He took a sack from his waist, and the silver coins inside jingled.

The two members of the Snow Monster team appeared here, which can only mean one thing. Their princess Froststar is not far away.

"Then come inside and sit down. It's quite cold outside."

Malvo opened the door and gave way, and two members of the Yeti team walked in, and then they looked at everything inside the cabin curiously.

"Are you a hunter? Sir, looking at your appearance, I thought you were a reclusive scholar. Oh my god, so many trophies?"

Everything in the house caught the attention of the two naughty children. There were skull specimens of beasts and meat beasts hanging on the walls, and there was a whole carpet made of beast leather on the floor.

"That's right, but I enjoy eating afterwards more than hunting."

Malvo closed the door behind them and quietly raised the ax he was using to chop wood behind the door.

There was a dull sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the big bear's head was split in half. When Petrova reacted, it was too late. The forward swing of the ax had ended, and the ax blade passed from the poor child's head. The neck was cut into the shoulders.

Chapter 164 Growing Mushrooms

After cleaning the blood on the floor and using lemon juice to remove the smell, Malvo dragged the two bodies to a hole dug in advance behind the cabin.

Next, he will start growing mushrooms.

It's early spring, and although spring in Ursus is still very cold, at least the frozen layer on the surface has begun to melt, revealing the fertile black soil inside.

Growing mushrooms with corpses is actually a very simple matter, much simpler than growing mushrooms with living people.

At first, Malvo planned to use living people to make mushrooms, knock them unconscious and bury them alive, break their limbs, and then expose only their nostrils for breathing. He would inject them with glucose solution to maintain the most basic vital signs, and then cover their bodies. Cover them with newspapers and feces, sprinkle some spores on them, use their bodies as petri dishes, and let them watch with their own eyes as their bodies are covered in bacterial colonies.

But where can I get glucose solution?Not to mention that these two members of the Yeti team are still suffering from ore disease. If they are planted, they may explode and turn into a ball of Originium powder.

So Malvo decided to simplify all the steps. He simply disemboweled the two Yeti team members, took out the internal organs, filled them with prepared fertilizer and spores, and then buried them in the soil.

After finishing everything, it was already noon. After burying the soil, Malvo wiped some sweat from his forehead. At this time, he looked up and saw a familiar figure approaching from the woods behind the cabin.

"You...you...you are that university professor?!"