endless tricks

Yang Yuanyi tidied up all the luggage, took out all the clothes and put them in the closet, and then opened the folder sent by Sun Lao to check.The folders record the death information, photos of death and some related information of ten people respectively.

He took out his pen and notebook to record the key information. The first deceased died in August last year, a big summer in the south.He was found rotting bones, covered in maggots, with severed limbs and no heart.Then people died one after another, in different places across the country, and the dead themselves had nothing in common.

In other words, the murderer has no criteria for picking his prey.Troublesome and tricky, the only thing they have in common is that they all bought the same Russian nesting doll during their lifetime.The first deceased bought the matryoshka five years ago, while the tenth died a month after buying the matryoshka.

Ah Zheng was killed within a day, and became more and more rampant.

Yang Yuanyi circled the Russian nesting dolls, and the same Russian nesting dolls represent a signal to kill.At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Yuanyi shouted loudly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Old Sun walked in with two cups of coffee.His deep eyes were like bottomless black holes, and he looked at Yang Yuan.Yang Yuan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little surprised in his heart, but he quickly covered up his surprise when Sun Lao gradually approached.

Old Sun's withered and rough skin like bark is especially obvious under the light, and it will feel scary after staring at it for a long time.He lowered his voice and asked, "Russian doll?"

Yang Yuan cheered up: "The folder you sent me is about ten dead people—maybe it should be eleven dead people now."

Old Sun: "What's going on?"

Yang Yuanyi: "A child was dismembered this morning. He was killed on the night he bought this Russian nesting doll."

Sun Lao suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Yang Yuanyi's wrist, and released it within ten seconds. "I see." Elder Sun sat down, looked up at the tablet and the photo on the tablet, then looked away and said, "Are you afraid?"

Yang Yuanyi shook his head: "It's okay." He put ten photos of the deceased before and after his death on the table, pointing out the common points for analysis: "I bought the same Russian matryoshka when I was alive, but I couldn't find it at home after death. That Russian nesting doll. So the nesting doll is one of the symbols, which is likely to stimulate the murderer to kill, of course there is another possibility that I am more inclined to, the nesting doll is the bait thrown out by the murderer.”

Elder Sun handed Yang Yuan a tea and coffee with milk, and held the other cup in his hand for a long time without drinking it.After listening to Yang Yuanyi's analysis in silence, he nodded and said, "Continue."

Yang Yuanyi: "Another thing in common is the heart, but most serial killers will take some of the deceased's organs as a souvenir." He pointed to the photo of the bloody corpse of the deceased: "Their incisions and scars are very strange, not like using The giant axe, saw, etc. cut it off, as if it was cut neatly with an extremely sharp blade."

"I found that two of the deceased died only one day apart, and they were far apart in the south and north. It is impossible for the murderer or the matryoshka to appear in two places and kill people in one day. So I suspect there is more than one murderer, and maybe even an organization."

Mr. Sun picked up the photo of the Russian doll. The doll in the photo is a typical Russian beauty, with fair skin, gorgeous clothes and bright colors.It was exactly the same as the matryoshka that Yang Yuanyi saw last night.

Elder Sun said, "Have you heard the strange news about the city of N?"

Yang Yuan froze, then shook his head: "No."

Sun Lao: "Every country and every city has countless rumors of urban horror that are widely circulated. They gradually have entities through word of mouth, can be concretized and grow into a real horror legend, and then continue to spread and become permanent. exist."

Yang Yuanyi pondered for a long time, then nodded: "It's very interesting."

But obviously nothing happened.Elder Sun sighed, stood up and said, "Let's have lunch in the afternoon." He accidentally tripped when he got up, and spilled the coffee in his hand, and when he finally stood still and looked up, he saw the black and white photo on the spirit card spilled over the coffee. "Sorry for messing up the photo. I'll wash it—"

"No need." Yang Yuanyi tore off the photo and threw it into the trash can, smiled at Elder Sun, opened the drawer, took out a black and white photo and pasted it on the tablet. "I have a stack of black and white photos of my late husband."

Old Sun's eyes twitched, "You two have a good relationship."

Yang Yuan smiled: "Generally, it's mainly a sense of ritual."

Elder Sun left without a word, holding the cup, and met Wang Xiaohong who was carrying a courier box in the corridor.Just as Wang Xiaohong raised his hand to say hello, he met Sun Lao's eyes and immediately froze his smile.Shrunk aside in horror, it was only at this moment that he remembered that he saw Elder Sun downstairs when he went upstairs just now.

"Society...she..."

Mr. Sun directly passed Wang Xiaohong to the third floor where no one except the president could go up.Wang Xiaohong held his breath in his chest, blushing all over his face, looked at Yang Yuanyi's room, and remembered the black and white photo on the tablet of Yang Yuanyi's husband.

"I seem to know some terrible secret..."

As soon as Yang Yuan wiped the memorial tablet, he heard a knock on the door, so he shouted: "Come in." Wang Xiaohong walked in, raised the half-meter-high cardboard box in his hand and said, "Your express delivery."

Yang Yuanyi felt strange: "I didn't order anything." He walked up to Wang Xiaohong and looked at the mailing address and recipient on the box, including the recipient's mobile phone number. "It's really me." He took out a knife and cut the tape, opened the box to see what was inside, his expression changed drastically.

Wang Xiaohong poked his head over to look, and his face also changed. "Russian dolls?!"

Inside the box was the colorful and beautiful Russian matryoshka, half a meter tall, with a bright but inexplicably strange smile.Yang Yuan stared at the Russian doll and took it out.

Wang Xiaohong said seriously: "Give it to me."

Yang Yuanyi shook his head: "I've been targeted. No matter where this nesting doll is placed, the murderer's target is me. It's better for me to lead out the murderer."

Wang Xiaohong was quite surprised when he heard the words: "Aren't you afraid?"

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "I'm afraid. But this matryoshka is nothing to be afraid of."

Wang Xiaohong's surprise gradually turned into admiration: "You are so brave, I am afraid of these things. So I only dared to collect information. Fortunately, I ran fast enough to leave these things behind every time."

Some people fear overly realistic dolls or brightly colored clay dolls, finding them alive and eerie.Yang Yuanyi didn't think of other aspects, he only thought that Wang Xiaohong was afraid of clay dolls.

However, Wang Xiaohong thought that he already knew the nature of the reasoning agency, so he said, "Have you heard the horror of the Russian nesting dolls?"

Yang Yuanyi: "No."

Wang Xiaohong: "There is a widely circulated horror story about the Russian doll, about the curse of the nine-story Russian doll." He avoided the doll in Yang Yuanyi's arms from a distance, pointed to the doll and said: " This matryoshka should have nine layers. Legend has it that once a noble girl was killed because she was too cruel. Those who hated her did not want her to be reincarnated, so they separated her hands, feet, torso, head, skin, and heart. Into each layer of nesting dolls."

The smooth and white skin is wrapped in the first layer, the fat is hidden in the second layer, the hands, feet, and torso are stuffed in three, four, five, six, seven, the head is on the eighth layer, and the heart is on the ninth layer.Her blood turned into blades cutting bloody flesh all the time, causing her dead souls to suffer from burning pain.Only killing can soothe her pain, and eating human hearts can rest for a while.

After Yang Yuan finished listening, he always felt that the matryoshka in his hand was so heavy that it really contained broken limbs.He lowered his head and stared at the matryoshka doll. He seemed to see the doll's sky-blue eyes blinking strangely in a daze. When he took a closer look, he found that it was not an illusion.The corners of the bright red lips of the glamorous woman on the nesting doll curled up, and the arc became wider and wider, with blood oozing from inside.

Yang Yuan's eyes widened, and he threw the doll out and hit the wall with a loud noise.Turning around and running towards the door, he reminded the chattering Wang Xiaohong, "Run!"

Wang Xiaohong was puzzled, and looked back at the half-meter-tall Russian nesting doll. This nesting doll made a rattling sound, wobbled a few times, turned and turned to face it.The glamorous woman on the doll stared straight at Wang Xiaohong, the huge bright red mouth twisted suddenly, and a human head struggled to crawl out, making a sharp sound.

"Damn it!" Wang Xiaohong cursed loudly, ran like clockwork, and ran in front of Yang Yuanyi in the blink of an eye.

Yang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then ran even faster.As long as he ran past Wang Xiaohong, that weird nesting doll would not be able to catch up to him.Wang Xiaohong grabbed the doorknob and twisted it a few times but couldn't open the door: "The door is locked?" He immediately let out a scream: "Brother Wu Wei! Sister Lan! Help me!!"

Seeing that the matryoshka had chased after him, Yang Yuanyi grabbed Wang Xiaohong's collar and ran to the side.The nesting doll hit the door, and with its mouth open, it bit off the stainless steel clothes hook behind the door.

Yang Yuan shouted, "Why didn't it knock the door open?"

Wang Xiaohong yelled back while running: "In order to prevent the enemy from seeking revenge and property loss, the things in the club are the most solid."

"Jump through the window." Yang Yuanyi pulled Wang Xiaohong and ran towards the window, opened the window and climbed up first, luckily it was on the second floor.He jumped on the outer window sill and looked up to see the matryoshka doll behind Wang Xiaohong, facing the struggling human head in its open mouth.

Yang Yuan's pupils constricted, and he recognized that the human head was the boiled Ah Zheng's head. "Wang Xiaohong, jump quickly!"

Wang Xiaohong climbed onto the window sill, looked back, and jumped downstairs with a scream.Yang Yuanyi shrank suddenly, and looked over worriedly, only to find that Wang Xiaohong landed unharmed and continued to scream: "Brother Wu Wei! There are monsters!!!"

Yang Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, and then faced the Russian doll's open mouth. Ah Zheng's rotten head crawled out, trying to climb onto his face.Yang Yuan let go of his left hand, intending to let himself fall to the first floor.At this height, the hand is broken at most, and no one will die.

When he let go of his right hand, the matryoshka screamed suddenly.A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, jumped from the upstairs to the window sill, and kicked the matryoshka doll.Out of the corner of his eye, Yang Yuan noticed that the place where the matryoshka was kicked was deeply sunken, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Stretching out a clean and slender hand in front of him, Yang Yuanyi heard the familiar voice that was as cold as ice and jade: "Give me your hand."

When Yang Yuan looked up, he saw a pig's head mask on the well-proportioned, beautiful and fair-skinned chin.

The author has something to say:

Gong: I have countless vests, you win if you take them off.

Yang Yuanyi: The sense of ritual is very important.