"The latest report shows that the three serial murders in our city have progressed, and this station will continue to pay attention and update the report at any time.

At the same time, citizens are also requested to pay attention to personal safety, and do not communicate with strangers. "

The man listened to the news broadcast on TV, sneered, and reclined on the sofa, surrounded by piles of wine bottles and fruit knives that were randomly thrown on the ground and still stained with blood.

Humming softly, he picked up a bottle of wine beside him and took another sip.

"It's really a bunch of rubbish. There is still progress. It's not that I haven't been found yet."

The man talked and laughed, and that crazy laughter echoed throughout the empty room, making one's heart chill.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew in, the man couldn't help frowning, most of his drunkenness dissipated.

Looking at the window that was opened at unknown times, the man got up and wanted to close the window, but before he could do anything, he saw a black figure flashing past the window.

The man rubbed his eyes, but found that the scene just now seemed to be just his own illusion, there was nothing outside at all, but the gusts of cold wind blowing in made him shiver.

He cursed again in a low voice, and walked towards the window.

Like a ghost, the man lay on the window sill and couldn't help poking his head out, looked around to make sure there was really nothing before he was ready to come back.

However, at the next moment, there was suddenly a boy beside the man, and that boy was wrapped in a black cloak.

The boy suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the back of the man's neck. With the other hand, he played with a bloody fruit knife and pressed it against the man's neck.

"You, who are you!"

The man's terrified voice sounded, and the fruit knife in the boy's hand flickered coldly,

"Is it fun? Those girls should have the same expression when you held a fruit knife against their necks...

Treating innocent girls as toys and hunting as a game is fun, huh? "

The boy's voice rang in the man's ears like a demon, and the man's pupils were dazed for a moment, and then he woke up again.

"That's what they deserve! Who told them to stay outside at night? They deserve it!"

"If this is the case, then you deserve to die here, who told you to keep the windows open at night."

The boy sneered, and the fruit knife in his hand had already scratched the man's neck.

The blood stained the fruit knife, but did not drip down.

The man only felt an extremely powerful force suppressing his neck, making him unable to breathe at all.

His mouth was slightly open, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if this was the only way to force him to breathe a little air and make him feel more comfortable.

"You, you are breaking the law... I just donated 100 million to the province of M, you can't kill me, you are not qualified to kill me..."

The man's voice gradually weakened, the boy just lowered his head, the moonlight scattered on his pale face.

The young man just smiled softly, tilted his head slightly to look at the panic in the man's eyes, and made a stronger hand, and swiped across!

"I don't deprive you of the right to live, but I have the right to send you to death, Goodbye—"

In the darkness, a silent massacre came to an end.

The young man skillfully handled the scene, pretending to be a man remorseful for committing suicide, after thinking about it, another man's blood wrote two words in an inconspicuous corner.

Then turned and left.

Perhaps it was because the man seldom communicated with outsiders. It wasn't until a week later that the smell of the rotting corpse in the room had spread to the next door, and no one noticed that the man hadn't appeared for a long time.

Someone opened the door, and the decaying atmosphere of the whole room rushed over in an instant.

Several people hurriedly called the police, waited until the police came here to investigate carefully, and finally came up with a conclusion one by one.

It was suicide...

There were whispers among the crowd.

Only then did they realize that the eccentric but rich boss was actually the murderer from the previous day.

I heard that it was because of a disturbed conscience that I regretted the things I did, but I didn't dare to turn myself in, so I hid at home and committed suicide.

But the two policemen standing in the corner looked silently at the blood that had dried up in front of them.

"It's obviously not suicide, why should we lie to them?"

The young police don't understand, do they exist to find out all the truth and bring all the criminals to justice?

At first, even he thought it was suicide, until he saw the two words in the corner.

This is not the first time they have seen these two words. It can be said that it is a serial murder case, but they don't even have a clue.

"Can you find the murderer?"

The middle-aged policeman suddenly laughed, "What's more, that man's hands and feet are clean and neat. The people he killed all had human lives on their hands. They disguised the other party as suicide or accident, and left us evidence of the other party's murder. Every time Leaving such two words again, I'm afraid I don't want us to meddle in our own business."

"But I don't understand! Are we going to let him go just because the other party is so powerful?"

"You're still too young, let's just talk about this one."

The middle-aged policeman pointed at the place where the man was lying just now.

"Have you ever thought about when we will be able to find this person with our efficiency?"

"We've already made progress, it won't take more than half a month at most..."

The voice of the young policeman suddenly dropped as he spoke, half a month was the fastest time for them to investigate each other.

But in the past half a month, how could they guarantee that the other party would not poison other girls?

But even though that person's solution was a bit brutal, it was also the most effective.

"I think I understand."

"This person may not be just a person, but an organization."

The middle-aged policeman sighed, and then patted the young policeman on the shoulder.

"Actually, they appeared a long time ago, but they were not in this place, and I had just put on this outfit at that time.

Now I can't control myself and want to find them out and make them surrender. "

But after so many years, he has understood a truth.

They have a reason for their existence, and those people have a reason for their existence.

Justice and darkness are never opposed to each other.

Just like what the boy he saw said to him back then.

——You hate darkness, but you have to admit that some garbage can only be recycled by darkness.

The young policeman obviously didn't expect the middle-aged policeman to know the existence of the other party, and he felt a little complicated for a while.

No wonder, no wonder it kept preventing him from investigating these people.

Did you already know it?

"Okay, let's go, remember, if he rots today's affairs in his stomach, he will commit suicide."

As the middle-aged policeman said, he raised his foot to destroy the dried blood on the ground. He had already done this countless times.

Also ruined those two words countless times——

【Bliss】

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