Black Lotus villain disguise strategy

"Recently, it's been pretty good recently. Well, I've found a job, don't worry, Mom!"

Xue Ran held the phone between his shoulders and ears, unlocked the lock with the key in one hand, and dragged the suitcase and a bunch of messy things with the other.

She turned on the switch of the ceiling light when she entered the door, but even with the light turned on, the light in the room was still a bit dim.

"I know, Mom, you should also pay attention to your body, um, byebye!"

After hanging up the phone, Xue Ran sighed wearily, and fell down on the sofa.

As usual, she announced the good news and the bad news, and dealt with the words of the elders. Xue Ran not only failed to find a job, but also only had more than 200 yuan left in her bank card. She almost had no place to live. Fortunately, she rented the room in front of her this morning. special room.

A house with one bedroom and one living room is rented out at a jumping price, and the house price is as low as a ten-square-meter single room,

Such a cheap house is naturally not a good house, but it is not because the house is haunted, nor is it because of the poor hardware facilities of the house.
Yes, it was because the former tenant was the cat cafe owner who had just been jailed, what a coincidence!
Who wants to live in a house that has been abused by cat abusers?Thinking about it makes me feel unlucky!
But Xue Ran didn't mind, and was afraid that someone would rob him one step later, so he paid the deposit without even looking at the house in the morning.
She still remembered that when the deposit was paid, the landlady told her with a childlike expression:
"Little girl, the Feng Shui of this house is very good!"

"What kind of neighborhood fights, inexplicable water and power outages, it's nothing!"

"It's just that something went wrong with the former tenant of the house, but our house is fine!"

Xue Ran stared at the soaring "lie value" on her head, but didn't expose it face to face. He only felt that living in a place where the pervert had stayed was better than sleeping on the main road, right?

But now that she was here, she felt a little indescribable!
Originally thought that a perverted room should be full of cockroaches and messy, Xue Ran even prepared disinfectant, bleach-powder, and insecticide in advance, and planned to give the house a thorough cleaning.

But she didn't expect the room to be tidy and tidy, much neater than her chicken coop-like dormitory. She only felt that the other party was probably obsessive-compulsive and slightly clean.

In addition, what Xue Ran didn't expect was that the taste of perverted cat abusers was in line with her own. The minimalist and sci-fi decoration style of the interior was exactly what she wanted, but the whole room was dark in tone. It feels quite cold like an underground garage.

Except for daily necessities, Xue Ran felt that there was nothing in the room that needed to be replaced or discarded, except for the eye-catching Straight Male silicone mouse pad on the computer table,

But when Xue Ran picked it up and was about to throw it away, he felt that the thing felt really good in the hand. After thinking about it, he still didn't want to throw it away.

In a blink of an eye, Xue Ran saw a mug with a cartoon pattern on the corner of the table. There were still brown coffee stains that could not be washed off the white mug. She couldn't help but think,

For a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder and a bit of cleanliness, it is obviously unreasonable to keep such a dirty mug. If it is not because of nostalgia, the mug must have been given by an important person, right?
There must be pity for a hateful person, and such a cruel pervert must have an unknown past.

After guessing wildly, she opened the drawer again, and her attention was immediately attracted by a stack of photos surrounded by steel rings. Xue Ran picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was actually a photo of a kitten.
She then brought the photo closer to her eyes, and saw that it was a yellow-black little tabby cat, facing the camera, with its short legs stretched forward, doing stretching movements, it looked very cute,
A perverted cat abuser and a hobby of photography?
Xue Ran couldn't help smiling, and then turned a page. Unexpectedly, in the next photo, the cat was already dead, its dirty hair was covered with thick blood, and half of its face was battered to a bloody mess. It was even faintly visible. Bone, she couldn't help taking a breath when she saw it,

The bloody picture shocked the eyes, Xue Ran suddenly vomited, she immediately covered the photo, and threw it into the trash can at her feet.

Sure enough, you shouldn't have too good fantasies about perverts!

Xue Ran took a deep breath, only to feel that the scene of the cat's tragic death was lingering in her mind for a long time, and she urgently needs to divert her attention now.

Thinking about it, she was only interested in finding a job, so she took out her mobile phone and started browsing the recruitment website.

However, the webpage is full of unscrupulous or unreliable job advertisements such as "swiping bills" and "moving bricks". After reading it for a while, Xue Ran couldn't help but feel worried. Running errands to deliver food,

When all thoughts were lost, she suddenly saw a job posting, curious about the trend, so Xue Ran clicked on it, and the source turned out to be OSI.

It is said that two detectives were unfortunately shot and killed yesterday while arresting the murderer of a serial murder case. The Special Investigation Bureau urgently needs new staff to fill the vacancy.

The recruitment of the Special Bureau has always been open to all groups. Anyone who thinks they are capable can participate in tomorrow's selection, regardless of academic qualifications, and no registration is required.

Xue Ran thought about it carefully, and felt that this profession seems to be quite suitable for her. After all, she has special abilities, and her abilities are simply magic tools for solving cases.
But the detective...

She pursed her lower lip, and couldn't help but retreat in her heart. After all, as a migrant worker, if your boss doesn't like you, you will not be able to get ahead no matter what. This is a well-known truth.

It seems that whether she wants to apply for OSI or not, she has to go through some more deliberation.

Just as he was thinking about it, a strange feeling suddenly came from behind him. Xue Ran suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and turned his head subconsciously, only to see a gloomy face appearing out of thin air on the dark gray wall.

It was a man's face, bloodless and dead.

Xue Ran's heart skipped a beat, and his first reaction was:
I'll go, this house isn't really haunted, is it?

After she had the courage to look clearly, she realized that the man on the wall was the original owner of the house—the cat abuser.

Then she realized that it wasn't a haunting or a supernatural event, maybe something like a projector was suddenly turned on, and a man's face was projected on the wall, and the projector should have been set to a time before and turned on at regular intervals.

At this time, the frozen picture suddenly started to move, the lips of the man on the wall opened and closed, and he began to chant a mantra as if he had been bewitched, but what he said was English words:

"Love! Liberty!

Destiny! Eternity!

......"

The weird stereo sound surrounds the whole house in 360 degrees, and the "man on the wall" keeps chanting one after another. Xue Ran's heart shudders, and then he searches for the unknown projector, and the panic becomes more and more aroused fear,

"Paradise! Tranquility!..."

bang——

Without hesitation, Xue Ran smashed the projector on the bedside table to pieces, and the surround sound of the words finally stopped, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, but the silence was a little scary.

A gust of wind blew outside the window, and Xue Ran realized that she was already in a cold sweat. She held her forehead and took a deep breath, thinking:

Isn't this a short sleep aid video he recorded for himself?

Don't forget to recite words before going to bed?A pervert is indeed a pervert!
I just feel that tonight is enough to toss, I hope I don't find any "secret surprises" in this house again!
Xue Ran walked slowly to the window, but saw a long and narrow figure suddenly flashing in the dark street outside the window,

The shadow passed by in an instant, Xue Ran thought it was his own dazzle, so he rubbed his eyes, didn't pay much attention, and stretched out his hand to close the curtain...
.
On the desolate street, an unkempt man in a plaid shirt was wandering like a ghost.

He couldn't remember what he did just now, why he appeared on this street, he just felt his chest was tight, his head was heavy, his eyeballs seemed to be covered with blood, and his eyes were scarlet.
The heavy drowsiness dragged his consciousness deep. He was drowsy, but he felt a sudden cold touch on the back of his neck, as if his neck was touched by something slippery.

Gridman turned his head in a trance, and saw a naked white body standing upright in front of him.

...skeletons...skeletons come alive!
"Ah! Ghost, ghost——!"

He was so scared that he ran away, but it was just a mannequin with no clothes on outside the store.

Grid Man ran all the way to the entrance of the alley, supported the wall to take a breath, but suddenly heard a hoarse and strange male voice,

"Big brother, why don't you go home so late?"

He almost screamed again, and turned to see that the other party was just a migrant worker who painted walls.

The grid man breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed his saliva and said:

"You...why are you...still working late?"

"Last order, go home when you're done!"

"Oh, then you...you are quite dedicated."

"No way, you can't support your family!"

The plaid man drooped his eyelids, and stared straight at the worker's legs, feeling that he was still wearing long trousers in hot weather, and the big and thick trouser legs swept the floor, and he couldn't even see his feet.

He turned his gaze away, and then saw something unknown in the iron bucket,
The red pulp was mixed with some particles, which looked like smashed minced meat and bones, and was also mixed with scarlet and viscous blood.

The checkered man shook his head, forcing himself not to think wildly, and looked up to see that the other party was brushing the wall one after another. The brush in his hand rubbed against the rough surface of the wall, making a sound of "sand, sand, sand".

sounds like-

kill!kill!kill!

The plaid man shook his shoulders, feeling that there was something wrong,
It's pitch black in the middle of the night, why would someone paint the walls?
He shook his head again, wondering if he was hallucinating due to insanity.

"It's not enough!"

At this time, the worker suddenly turned his head, revealing a face full of pits and ravines,

I saw that the corners of his mouth were cracked, his fleshy nose was big and crooked, his eyebrows flicked here and there, he didn't look like a human being at all!
The grid man retreated back and forth in fear, only to see him walking towards him step by step,
"Brother, how about you help me..."

"what--"

The grid man was really frightened, and he ran away before the other party finished speaking.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, help! Help—!"

Looking at the back of his predecessors, the migrant worker scratched his head in puzzlement,
"What's the matter? I just wanted to ask you to help me stay here. I'll go back and get some paint. Why are you running?"