Mr Killer Next Door

The light shines into the pupil, between the call of the tide and the reef.

He finally heard the sound of the waves in the past.

"Uncle—that's amazing!" Jumping out of the game console on the settlement interface, the boy struggled to move the plastic gun back to its original position, watched the score on the screen rise directly from 100+ to the top ten, and threw himself into Jiang Yu's arms in admiration. Li, "Uncle has not been revived even once, and he has not lost once, so amazing!"

"Of course." Jiang Yu rubbed his head with a smile, "When arcade machines were popular, I couldn't beat all the people in the store."

The boy jumped up excitedly, convinced of the elder's words.

"So handsome, uncle is so handsome!"

"If you have vision, then I'll take you to fight again."

"Okay!"

A freshman and a youngster played like this for a whole day, directly putting their rankings at No.3, and Jiang Yu walked away from the flaunting virtual orangutan contentedly until their scores did not improve any more.

They searched around the game room, and finally selected an online game console for trial operation.

Jiang Yu simply browsed the homepage and found that this machine has pre-downloaded many games.

Among them, the top three on the best-selling list is a drawing software.

Point your finger into the comment and swipe all the way.Jiang Yu had a rough understanding of the main mechanics of the game.

The operator will publish a time-limited post on the community forum every issue, requiring participating players to create according to the regulations.

As long as you upload the finished product to the terminal and participate in the selection of players and operators, you will have a chance to win the final prize.

Jiang Yu is not interested in this kind of competition, but he can see that the children are very interested.

After some thought, he made a stroke and sketched out the prototype of the foreground perspective.

"Uncle, is this painting?" The boy leaned forward, staring intently at the sometimes shrinking brush thickness, and whispered while holding his chin, "Can I take a look at it? Uncle, I am very obedient, absolutely won't bother you..."

"Don't bother me. It's just a game anyway. I just draw casually and don't upload it." Jiang Yu pinched the boy's soft face, "However, I'm not very good at finger drawing."

"What is the uncle good at?" the boy asked in a low voice.

"Don't be so quiet, you won't disturb me." The outer wall of the building was formed in one stroke, and every step of Jiang Yu's refinement was retractable, "I like oil painting. When I was very young, I first came into contact with this kind of painting. Stuff. Realistic oil painting is very attractive. It is difficult for me to describe its texture to you. Pure white lines can be pulled out on the canvas. After a layer of varnish is applied, this moment can be preserved forever. "

"Sounds amazing. Uncle, if I have a chance, can I have a look at your work?" The boy blinked obediently, knowing that he didn't understand it, "I won't talk nonsense, just... that's, the more After listening to Uncle’s description, the more I want to see it.”

After Jiang Yu refined a small part, the point-like strokes were casual and restrained.

"If you like, I can create for you."

"Really?" The boy looked at the generous elder in disbelief. He pondered for a while, then quickly recalled the other party's smile, and shyly picked up the corner of the other party's clothes, "Uncle, can I mention some Do you want it? It won't be too much, and it won't be too embarrassing for uncle... Also, how much does a painting cost?"

"I won't take your money." Jiang Yu smiled and zoomed away from the screen to check for any flaws in the overall situation, "For the sake of your cuteness."

The boy covered his flushed face all at once.

"Really?" He hesitated, with blue eyes like a deer, "Can the uncle hook up with me? You must remember our agreement, you must not go back on your word, and you must not lie to me." With Vaguely expecting, yearning and worshiping, he tugged at the second button on Jiang Yu's chest and stretched out his little finger.

It would be too cruel to reject a cute little friend.

Jiang Yu grabbed the boy's finger jokingly, and couldn't help reaching out to pinch the boy's face, and gently pulled it outward.

"Okay, I promise you." He said, "I will never go back on my word."

"What if the uncle breaks his promise?" The boy grinned and couldn't even speak clearly, "What should I do?"

"Let me think about it." Jiang Yu looked down at him, with a smile on his lips, "If I really forget, you will be my little creditor and return everything I owe you, how about it?"

The innocent child got the ideal promise from that coaxing tone.

He hugged Jiang Yu's arm happily.

"Uncle is the best, I like uncle the most!"

"...I'd rather you still call me 'Uncle'? Forget it, I don't know like a kid." Jiang Yu shook his head helplessly, "Tell me, do you have any requirements for this painting?"

The boy climbed onto the bench neatly, trying to prop up his upper body with his knees.

He spread his arms, and using Jiang Yu's shoulder height, he leaned into the adult's ear and spoke with some difficulty.

Jiang Yu didn't want to discourage the little guy's enthusiasm, so he lowered his posture cooperatively.

The little guy talked endlessly with enthusiasm, while sincerely and expectantly seeking Jiang Yu's advice.Jiang Yu agreed naturally - he began to like the errands arranged by Dou Mincan a little bit, and there is nothing more relaxing than distracting a cute child.

He was thinking about Do Mincan's situation distractedly, worried that the other party would encounter some difficult incidents, and almost didn't notice the small piece of paper that the boy stuffed into his palm.

It feels like a photo.

Jiang Yu unfolded it in astonishment.

This is a photo of the two of them together. From the similarity of hair and eyes, there is no doubt about the blood relationship between the two.This is a pair of siblings, the elder sister is reserved and dignified, while the younger brother on the small bench looks very familiar even though he is immature.

With just one glance, he understood the connection.

"I promise you, little friend." Jiang Yu folded the photos carefully, handed them back to the anxious little guy, and rubbed the other person's head, "Tomorrow is the official court day, right? I wish you success tomorrow—or Yes, you must be happy."

The boy didn't say anything, but hugged Jiang Yu tightly.

Although the little guy kept his mouth shut about the case, Jiang Yu couldn't help guessing the general content.

"Do you want to cry?" He patted the other person's back comfortingly, and asked in a low voice, "I'm sorry that this happened to you."

The boy buried his head in his chest and shook his head.

"Uncle, why do you have to apologize? You didn't do anything wrong."

"I just think that adults should tell you that this is not your fault." Jiang Yu said, "You should not be responsible for this alone."

"...Uncle, thank you." The boy shrugged his shoulders slightly, and instinctively leaned towards him, "If you shed tears, people who like me will be sad. I'm not that immature."

"Yeah. That's right, little smart boy."

——That night, after sending the crying little guy back to the station, Jiang Yu received a text message from Du Mincan, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.

He had no doubts.

Because he never thought that things would slide into an irreversible abyss like a derailed train.

Strong light, darkness, human voice, and... a sense of disobedience.

Jiang Yu woke up in a complicated environment, the light shining directly into his eyes made him groan in pain.

Thanks to this sound, the severe pain in the head became clearer.

He tried to twist his body, but was shocked to find that his limbs and throat had betrayed the will of his brain.

There is only one possibility.

Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and looked up and down. He was sure that he was being tied tightly to a medical bed by restraint belts.

Not far away, countless figures were swarming under the operating lights. Judging from the drops of reagents and professional gestures, they seemed to be preparing some kind of medicine.

It was also in the blink of an eye that he noticed a familiar figure and asked uncertainly.

"... Do Min Chan?"

His voice was unbearably hoarse.

"Hmm. It looks like you're awake." The man just responded lightly, without any intention of hiding his identity.After preparing a tube of reagents, he put on plastic gloves and said to the others, "You guys go first. This is my apprentice, and I will clean it up."

"Yes, Headmaster."

Without any hesitation, the experimenters put down the test tubes in their hands and left in a line.

"Who are they, Du Mincan? Why did you call you the section chief?" Jiang Yu couldn't move his neck, so he could only raise his neck feebly to avoid the direct light, "Damn it, why did you put me..." There was no complaint At the end, because Jiang Yu bit his tongue.

Because at this moment, he finally chewed out the strangeness.

His eyes turned stiffly to Do Mincan who was full of smiles, and he couldn't even utter a complete syllable.

"It seems that you already understand your situation." Du Mincan shrugged nonchalantly, "Yes, very good. I have always had a good eye for people. It's a pity, if you completely destroy your brain, it is very likely that you Become a useless guy."

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yu almost shouted, "What are you holding?"

"What to do? For the sake of our friendship, I can tell you." Ignoring the other party's attitude, Do Mincan sarcastically opened a pack of syringes and inhaled a dose from the reagent bottle, "Do you know what's inside?"

"Are you crazy--Du Mincan! Dou Mincan!" Jiang Yu watched him approaching slowly, and his heart was about to be gnawed by endless fear, "You work for the Federation, you swore an oath in front of the Federation's flag, you How could you easily betray your oath?!"

Du Mincan glanced at him and ignored him: "...this is 'buckwheat', but in South America, it has another name, and it is also a popular local psychotropic drug. It is not addictive." The man looked after himself Said, "However, the smuggled goods in the federal territory are all synthetic products, so that it is gradually getting out of control."

"Are you going to use it against me?" Jiang Yu stared at the man intently, and said with a sneer, "Du Mincan, to kill someone, you just need to betray him, it's really easy."

"My little apprentice, don't be so angry. People should think more about their future, just like now..."

"You can plan for your own future, no one is stopping you, but you have to know how many people died because of your lies. Do Min Chan, can you only hold yourself in your head?"

Du Mincan lowered his head and tied a hose on Jiang Yu's arm.

Then he turned around and fetched a bottle of povidone iodine.

Jiang Yu felt his teeth trembling.

"You're such a rotten person, utterly rotten person, Do Min-chan. Don't you really feel guilty at all?"

"Be quiet, your emotional agitation will do more harm than good to the recovery after the injection."

"Why didn't you answer my question? Are you guilty?"

"Because this may be the last time we will see each other." Du Mincan held a cotton ball and cleaned the skin around the marked injection point, "I was thinking about how to say goodbye to you."

"Now it's my turn?" Jiang Yu smiled instead of anger, "Don't be so hypocritical, my teacher. As long as you kill me, no one will know about your disgusting deeds. Does this kind of dirty trick work?"

"Kill you? I'm not so cold-blooded. Of course, this thing can't kill you. I made a slight change." Du Mincan looked down at Jiang Yu, "It will destroy as much as possible in a short time. Your brain, your subconscious mind invaded by drugs, can easily implant some suggestions. However, the side effect is that you will never be able to return to the current state.”

"what are you saying……"

"For example, this reagent can destroy your talent and make you lose the creativity of painting forever. You can't create, you can only trace. Of course, you may have heart palpitations, sequelae of sweating, but this is a story "He pinched Jiang Yu's mouth, and pulled a plastic tube from the corner of his mouth to the back of his head to prevent the recipient from biting his tongue, "My apprentice, you will become an ordinary person that can be seen everywhere. Lost everything I had for 20 years, no income, no place to live."

Jiang Yu couldn't speak, his tongue was sore, and even the movement of trying to break the restraint belt became weak.

He could only watch Du Mincan approach with a needle and slowly push out the air.

When the needle wedged into the flesh, the body under the restraint belt trembled instinctively.

Under the direct light, his eyes could no longer see clearly.Bright light damages retinal tissue, causing afterimages to accumulate in the eye.

Jiang Yu's eyes rolled upwards, and a shrill cry pressed back into his chest, his body convulsed one after another.

Do Min Chan grabbed his hair and chuckled smugly in his ear.

"Say goodbye to everything, the proud son of heaven, I may leave your coding level, so that your life will not be so miserable. Because when you open your eyes again, you are just a loser that can be seen everywhere in District 19, with nothing Garbage." The smile penetrated deep into the bone marrow, "Now, go to sleep. When you wake up, your memory will be rewritten by my hint."

The fluid spreads in the blood vessels.

Jiang Yu vaguely saw a huge portrait being corroded by darkness while the internal organs were in severe pain.

It burned, and the ashes it raised disappeared with the dust.

The colossus collapsed in flames.

Lips that cannot moan begin to fade—

"Thank you uncle for willing to help me draw."

The body of Venus is being burned at the stake.

The twitching nostrils are desecrated by endless fear——

"I had a great idea, look, here's a picture of me and my sister."

The soaring horse began to melt.

A pair of invisible big hands covered his ears——

"Every painting must have a name, right? Well...let me think about it."

Together with the last ray of light, the last sliver of consciousness, they were also swallowed up by darkness and raging fire.

When the eternal nothingness collapses, the fading sense of hearing seems to capture a burst of lively laughter again.

The child who could no longer see his face clearly said with a smile——

"Let's just call it... Home."

I don't know how long has passed.

He stood on the cold and windy street.

I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am going.

Just standing, just leaning against the wall in a daze.

"Uncle."

Looking at the boy who suddenly appeared beside him, he was a little confused about the situation.

The humming head seemed to be filled with gel, and breathing was just an instinctive action.He couldn't swallow, and once he opened his mouth, the saliva was uncontrollable.A strange sense of chaos flooded into the ear canal, mouth and nose, the visual ability was blocked by the nerves, and the eyes were swollen and painful.

Even blinking, even thinking is painful enough to cry.

Boy holding a bouquet of white roses.

Her fair face is like an angel in a fairy tale.

But he couldn't remember who it was, and he couldn't remember what it was handed in front of him.

Everything in sight is blurred.

The little hands that were red from the cold were shaking.

"Uncle, I'm leaving. I'm so glad to see you." The extremely beautiful blue eyes suddenly burst out with strange emotions.The boy pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he had forgotten how to smile, and the slight pulling of the corners of his mouth became extremely stiff, "Did you see the dark shadows in those corners? They are hungry, and they want to eat us."

Following the boy's eyes, there was nothing in that dark alley.No black shadows, no beasts that would eat them.

He looked at the strange boy with a strange expression, and pushed away the incomprehensible hearts in puzzlement.He always felt that something was wriggling on the bud, maybe a bug.

When he was afraid of the reptiles that might attack at any time, he turned away from the rose in spite of everything.

He couldn't speak, he had a splitting headache.

There were no steps to catch up.

There was only a murmur that could not be heard clearly, only the white petals were eaten and withered, and rotted all over the place.

"Uncle, why do you turn a blind eye?" The boy was behind him, his voice almost broken, "Why leave me alone in this hell."