After the same name as the Abyss Lord

"Why is it so troublesome? Just kill him." The black figure in a windbreaker and a wide-brimmed hat spoke to Ye Zun who was dying, as if he was talking to himself.

But, next second.

"Please, don't say stupid things like Henry, it will make me suspect that you shouldn't have been allowed to join us in the first place." The naive and sharp female voice also came from the shadow.

Sombra uttered the voices of both genders by himself, and completed the self-question and answer.

"You really killed Henry because he was too stupid. I thought it was because Henry killed me." The split male voice was mocking.

The shrill female voice said: "We have regulations. If you are exposed, you will die."

The host's voice was not pleasant: "Our policy is to kill people according to the rules, and not to break the rules because you are afraid of being caught. I didn't violate the rules, but I died. And you are worried about being exposed, so you take me as a scapegoat."

"It's Henry's fault." The female voice did not hesitate to shirk responsibility.

Detective Henry's voice also came from Heiying in an instant: "It's the detective's fault, the police station sent someone down suddenly, the situation is urgent, who told you to tie someone up at that stall sooner or later? After all, I was also killed."

Detective Henry and the host, the voices of the two dead people were arguing on the shadow behind the scenes, as if they were dead, and their personalities finally resided in the body of the shadow.

The naive and sharp female voice giggled, as if amused by it.

She smiled and immediately shifted the topic to Ye Zun: "Our new companion is really interesting, he said he knows who I am. What do you think?"

The male host's voice was low-pitched, yin and yang: "I bet he just talked about procrastination."

Female voice: "But he found Henry, and maybe he really found me."

Inspector Henry's voice: "If he really found me, why didn't he tell the police? He didn't do anything, even kept telling me his itinerary and plans. I'm sure he was just guessing blindly, I shouldn't have The one who started to make a sound, of course he knew we were in the same group as soon as I made a sound."

Female voice: "Don't forget that you are dead, the corpse is watching him."

Inspector Henry's voice turned gloomy: "Speaking of which, you killed me because of him, right? You want this new companion."

The female voice categorically denied it, and said cunningly: "There are so many loopholes, how can we cover up only one death, I am also for everyone."

Inspector Henry's voice was cold: "No one found the loophole. Obviously, as long as the detective is killed, no one will find us, but I am dead."

The host's voice was equally cold: "Since you killed me and Henry, let's kill him too."

The female voice held back her anger: "The dead should learn to shut up, we need new companions."

The two men laughed mockingly: "It's not us, only you need it."

The woman let out a scream of anger and vent, but obviously, there was nothing she could do about the two dead people's personalities that lodged in her.

Suddenly, all sounds stopped abruptly.

The tall and thin black shadow suddenly trembled, and the whole person froze.

The sound of a sharp instrument piercing the neck was clear.

There was a person standing behind the black shadow, strangling the black shadow's neck from back to front, pushing the syringe in his hand to the end.

"Your companion is right. You should have killed me in the first place. My mistress."

The wide-brimmed hat on Hei Ying's head that covered his face fell to the ground, revealing a pretty but neutral face because of the dress, it was the face of the gentle and innocent mistress of the villa.

Her face was also full of sarcasm, anger, ridicule, and resentment at the same time, like the expression of Inspector Henry as the host.

Her gaze focused on the ground, where Ye Zun, who was supposed to be lying on the ground, was on the verge of death under the influence of the thick smoke and drug in the smoke, disappeared.

Ye Zun's calm voice sounded behind her along with the sound of the syringe being pulled out.

"Why don't you take my word for it?"

With Ye Zun's slight push, the black shadow fell to the ground.

Sitting slumped on the ground, you will discover from such a perspective that the No. 8 carriage full of corpses is worthy of the name of hell, and it is the hell they created.

The black shadow giggled because of this, and the sharp laughter was mixed with the voices of Inspector Henry and the host, twisting into a terrifying voice.

The condescending person who looked down became the victim who had just died.

Ye Zun had no expression on his face, but she only realized now that this person has always had this expression ever since he discovered the abnormality on the train.Even if he saw Inspector Henry's body and heard Inspector Henry's voice on the radio at the same time, he should have been horrified, but he still had the same expression.

At first, she just thought that this person was good at hiding her emotions, but now she realized that the other person really didn't care.

"I'm really curious," the hostess said with a smile covering her neck, "Since when did you suspect me, why are you okay?"

Ye Zun's face was not expressionless, but rather colder than ice-cold, looking at her indifferently: "From the very beginning."

"Huh?" The hostess showed an unbelievable expression, "This is impossible, I have no flaws."

Ye Zun: "As I said, there is actually no difference in your IQ."

She became short of breath, and said viciously, "Nonsense! That idiot Henry must have betrayed me. Did you prepare for it?"

"You shouldn't blame him. You are the most stupid among you." Ye Zun raised his chin slightly and looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Is it hard to understand? Your husband did nothing wrong. The only mistake is his actions." It’s too slow. I waited all night, and the next day I had to throw myself into a trap before you bother to do it, it’s really too slow.”

hostess:"……"

The male host's voice was not necessarily happy: "What are you talking about, you almost died at my hands, but you blamed me for being too slow?"

Ye Zun took out the plastic gloves from the windbreaker pocket, and put them on calmly and slowly.

While wearing it, he said: "I know you like to peel people's skins, the ones with delicate texture, and girls' skins are the best, but you are not good at learning the art, and the corpses you discarded are all bloody, and you haven't graduated well yet. , Is it the lack of practice opportunities?"

The host's voice was tense, and he suddenly raised his voice: "How do you know? Who are you?"

Ye Zun didn't answer, and adjusted the position of the glove, muttering to himself: "Do you know how I like to treat prey? I'm different from other people. I prefer the process of hunting and lock the target through the works left by the prey. , and then follow the clues to find the prey that is hunting. I don’t like too direct and rough, the prey that is hunting is the most vivid and interesting. I prefer to watch the moment when the prey thinks the hunt is successful. appear before them."

He walked up to the mistress and put his finger on her neck.

Looking at the twisted and complicated face of the hostess, anger and disbelief gradually frightened: "It's just like the expression now, it's wonderful."

The host's voice was frantic and angry: "Wait, make it clear, you were caught by me on purpose? You knew me a long time ago?"

"Yeah." Ye Zun raised his eyebrows, and for the first time a cold and arrogant expression appeared on that face, "She is your mentor, your new wife was caught by them, and they turned her into a work, but left I have adopted you, recruited you as a new member, taught you how to skin a living person, and replaced your wife's identity in front of others."

Laura was wrong. Another person who looked similar did not replace her brother, but her brother's wife.

The expression on the face of the hostess was constantly changing, as if the expressions of countless people alternated on her face.

"Her skills are very good. That's because she can't kill people. People who are killed by her will transfer their personalities to her. Like you now, the ghosts linger and torture her all the time, so she dare not kill people. , you can only torture them alive. But you don’t have this taboo, so it’s no wonder that the methods are rough.”

The master didn't speak at all.

Detective Henry's cautious voice came from the hostess: "Who the hell are you? You are not a detective!"

Ye Zun sighed softly: "So, the most stupid among you is this woman. Why did you kill Inspector Henry? He is the only one who doubted my identity and even investigated me. If your actions Slow down, maybe he will find out."

The so-called important information contained in the blood-stained kraft paper bag that Molos gave to Ye Zun was nothing but the investigation results of Ye Zun.

The woman gritted her teeth, and finally realized that she had been tricked from the very beginning: "You knew our identities from the very beginning when you approached us?"

Ye Zun nodded.

His memory was not clear at the beginning, but he only remembered that he was standing on the rocky beach by the river, with a box containing the corpse beside him, and a letter to Mr. Detective.

All memories are vague, but it's strange that he subconsciously knows what he should do.

He knew where he should go, and went to call a detective named Henry. The other party would definitely doubt him, but it didn't matter.

"When I saw you, I already knew you." Ye Zun said.

The hostess' face was so ugly that she was extremely angry: "The things you said to me..."

"Ah, let me tell you, your husband has some anti-social personality. It's just a part of the hunt to tell you to be careful. I originally thought that you should go to inform, so that you can be selected as the target of silence. Who knows you Didn't do that."

The hostess did not do this, she pretended to be a kind heroine who did not guard against outsiders, and first pretended to trust Ye Zun, because the host's performance was really undisguised, she wanted to change the game.

According to the rules of general movies, the kind and weak heroine who is stubborn and blinded by the bad guys, the upright and kind detective will do everything possible to go back to the dangerous place to save her, and then, when the detective thinks he is successful, he is actually caught in a trap and cannot escape. When she reveals the truth again, the other party's unbelievable expression at that time will definitely be very interesting.

However, she did not expect that the honest and kind Mr. Detective seemed to be a more dangerous existence.

"It's okay," Ye Zun said, "You're better at playing than I thought. Although Mr. Hyde is handsome and elegant, but he doesn't know how to hide his ability, and he plays the role of the innocent and gentle mistress in the villa all day long. You are very tired. So, you want to take this opportunity to get rid of this dissatisfied companion, so you simply hide their backs and secretly call the police."

Ye Zun sighed softly: "Inspector Henry and you have a heart-to-heart, and when you know the direction of the police reinforcements, you immediately decide to kill Mr. Hyde as your scapegoat, so as to end the police's suspicion. But this is not what you expected. From your point of view, I should also suspect Detective Henry, he will be exposed sooner or later, and his behavior of killing his companions to prevent exposure also makes you very alert, so you just kill him directly."

The hostess smiled silently, without remorse or guilt, and even a little proud of her masterpiece.

At this time, the other two personalities did not make a sound, as if they couldn't believe that their companions did these things behind their backs.

Ye Zun said: "When you killed him, he was unaware. You were good at marksmanship and killed him with one shot, but your brain was not good enough. You pretended to be a robbery and fired in a hurry, missing the bullet, but the scene was full of loopholes in the eyes of an expert. "

The hostess giggled, her neck was in Ye Zun's hands, she raised her head nonchalantly, looking at Ye Zun with seductive and teasing eyes.

"As expected, I was not mistaken. You are the most suitable companion for me. However, do you think I am really afraid of being suspected? Even if the police find me, it will be useless. There is no evidence to prove that I killed someone."

Detective Henry's voice reappeared, angry and unwilling: "Since you knew our identities a long time ago, why did you still feel free to contact me and tell me your entire itinerary?"

"Why else, of course, is waiting for today, or now."

Ye Zun said: "I was waiting for Inspector Henry to kill me to silence me. Who knew that this lady moved too fast and killed you first. However, the journey she arranged is very interesting, so let's end here. "

The hostess's neck began to stop laughing under the cold plastic gloves.

The voices of all the personalities she killed came out together: "I understand, you are not a detective at all, you are someone who specializes in killing people like us. You are just like us."

Ye Zun was not in a hurry to end her life, he saw the corpse coming out of the suitcase beside him.

At first, he couldn't understand why the corpse kept following him. If he couldn't advance the case, the corpse would threaten to harass him and the living people around him.

But then he understood.

Ye Zun came to his senses when he was kidnapped by the male master.

Why did I know who they were the first time I saw them?Why did you provoke them intentionally or unintentionally, as if you really wanted them to do something, but didn't try to ask for help, why are you so confident?

When he was tied up in the dimly lit projection room and would be skinned at any time, he was calm and knew how to escape, as if he was proficient.

If it wasn't for the hostess who wanted to get rid of her companion and call the police, and Detective Henry didn't show up, he would have tied the hostess to that chair, and the identities of the two had been switched.

Ye Zun gradually realized his true identity. The hostess was right, he was not Mr. Detective brought by Moros's acquaintance at all.

The hostess and her companions are serial killers, and his identity is a serial killer who specializes in hunting them serial killers.

The corpse in the box on the river beach may be the real detective.

Ye Zun didn't know who killed him, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was more suitable for the identity of the murderer.

At this moment, the corpse was standing next to Ye Zun, looking at him with eyes like dusty glass beads.

Ye Zun looked at him carefully, and discovered for the first time that the corpse in the box actually looked a lot like himself.

Therefore, just seeing the corpse walking towards the river beach, he judged that the corpse was more than 1.8 meters and weighed 70kg.

"Well, you really want to catch them, so follow me all the time, do you want to see it yourself?"

Ye Zun let go of the hand that was strangling the hostess' neck, and said to the corpse.

The corpse's hand was pulled by Ye Zun and placed on the hostess' neck.

"What are you doing?" the hostess asked suspiciously. There was no one in front of her, but she suddenly felt out of breath.

The corpse in the box had its fingers around the hostess's neck, tightened it bit by bit, and strangled her to death.

Also strangled her, the personalities of the other two serial murderers.

Ye Zun looked at the corpse standing there blankly, and said gently: "Your mission has been accomplished, you can go."

The corpse seemed to have lost its last faith, turned around and walked along the train carriage piled up with corpses and blood.

The author has something to say:

It was said at the beginning of this dungeon that there is a reason for Ye Zun's wrong personality. There is a problem with his mental state. The personality instilled in him is not a detective, but a higher-level serial killer who hunts and kills serial killers.

This dungeon is set by all villains.

So I try to avoid introducing his mental activities.

But in the last chapter, when he was asked about justice, his silence, and the dialogue between him and Inspector Henry about justice after the death of the hero, already hinted that something was wrong.

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感谢在2020-06-0420:36:38~2020-06-0514:39:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: BAIYI1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Y, BAIYI1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 phosphorus pentoxide; 1 Sheng Ming;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Qisan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!