What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

In desperation, the man quickly hid in the coffin, endured the nauseating stench, remained motionless, tightly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.The sound of high-heeled shoes tapping echoed in the dead corridor, making it particularly ear-piercing.The kidnapper narrowed his eyes, quietly observing the intruder.

Only then did he see clearly that she was an unkempt woman, her hair that hadn't been washed all year round even started to get knotted, and a mask was still on her pale face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.What's even more frightening is that his hair radiated a cold light under the moonlight. When he looked closely, he found that there were countless razor blades in his hair.It reminds me of some urban legends.

"Damn, do you dress up like this at night and come to the haunted house to shoot horror movies?"

The kidnapper was so frightened that he covered his mouth, not daring to speak out.The other party stopped when passing the coffin, glanced inside, and said to himself, "It's strange, haven't you been here for a long time? I don't remember there are two corpses here?"

When the kidnapper heard this, his whole body tensed up and he remained motionless.

However, the other party didn't seem to care about the side details, and continued to walk forward, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.The kidnapper secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped the disaster, the quiet and dead atmosphere was broken by a cell phone ringing.

"Little handsome guy~ come and play with me~ what's daddy's daddy's name~"

The kidnapper was so frightened that he quickly reached into his trouser pocket and turned off the piercing bell.But I didn't expect that when I turned around, I saw someone standing in front of me, staring at me with condescending eyes, and muttered to myself hesitantly, "It's strange, do dead people sing these days?"

……

"Hi, the number you dialed is currently in use, please try again later..."

The leader of the kidnappers hung up the phone roughly, scratched the back of his head, and asked impatiently, "What is that bastard, the third son, doing? Why hasn't he answered my calls?"

He put down his phone and was about to go out to find the other party.Now the situation has become a bit complicated, and I don't know how to explain it to the sponsor.Then he heard a clear and slow sound of high heels coming from the corner, as if someone was approaching here.

"The third one?"

The kidnapper tentatively called out, "Is that you?"

"No, brother."

Another kidnapper who followed him whispered, "The footsteps are obviously made by a woman's high heels."

"shut up."

The leader of the kidnappers turned his head and said impatiently, "Don't you allow people to wear women's clothing on a whim? What era is this, and their thinking is still so conservative."

"..."

In addition to the sound of high heels, there was also the sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground. The kidnapper mustered up the courage to call out the name of the third child again, but saw a pale, bloodless hand grabbing the corner, and pulling the corner of his mouth. The piercing smile that reached to the base of the ear was presented in front of the two of them.

The kidnapper trembled in fright, the corners of his mouth twitched and he couldn't speak fluently, "You, who are you?"

"Me? Hehehehe~"

The scar on her face was trembling with her smile, she tilted her head and said word by word, "Of course I am a perverted murderer~"

……

Su Zhao took a closer look at the bloody handprints on the glass window, and the spray-like black bloodstains on the walls and ceiling, and frowned involuntarily. The degree of fascination, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the blood? Isn't it just a common scaring method in haunted houses?"

"It's strange, these things don't look like they were painted with artificial blood plasma paint, but instead look like real blood that has solidified and turned black."

"And look at the sprayed blood traces on the wall, which are in the shape of an exclamation mark, and the tip is the direction of the splash. This is a scar after arterial bleeding. The smaller the angle between the spray direction and the surface of the object, the more slender the exclamation mark formed. Unless the previous owner of the haunted house specially cut the employees' aorta to bleed in this place in order to pursue the most realistic effect."

The corner of Wang Qi's mouth twitched. For some reason, the inadvertently excited look on the face of the man in front of him after seeing the bloodstains reminded him of those in horror and suspense movies who were hiding in dark corners to observe

Just like a perverted killer!

With a sad face, she asked weakly, "You...why are you so proficient in these things?"

"You've seen a lot of corpses, and you can practice well."

"Practice makes perfect?"

"Yeah, isn't a corpse the most common thing at the scene of various murders? It's so strange. Like Wuzhou City, where you can encounter perverted murderers on the road, you can do it yourself if you encounter a corpse. Instead of the forensic doctor doing the autopsy report."

You can say this, and you still say that you are not a perverted murderer?

Wang Qi quietly moved back a few steps, deliberately keeping a certain distance from the man in front of her.

"..."

Suddenly, a man with blood on his face rushed over, slamming the car window with a terrified expression, opening and closing his mouth, as if to say something.

Bloody handprints were left on the window. He pushed open the door from the outside, hid in panic, and then squatted in the corner, pretending that he was a banlangen in the depths of the mountain, trembling with his fingers. Leaning on his lips, he made a silent gesture, "There is a murderer, he, he is chasing me! Quick, hurry up and hide."

Su Zhao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said hastily, "What? Where is the murderer? Hurry up and take me there!"

"..."

Big brother, your reaction is a little bit wrong?

Only then did the kidnapper, whose face was covered in blood, react and escape from here quickly. He opened the door tremblingly, stuck his head out into the dead corridor outside, listened for a while, and slipped out quietly after making sure that there were no footsteps.

There were wailing and screams from inside from time to time, and he didn't dare to look back, so he could only bite the bullet and rush forward.

Su Zhao pulled Wang Qian to follow the other party all the time, and ran outside without any danger along the way, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Qi looked at the dark haunted house with lingering fear, and whispered, "Let's call the police and let the police come and deal with it!"

"Call the police? Why call the police?"

Su Zhao opened the trunk of the taxi and took out his backpack from inside. He took out the [blood-stained white coat] and the [bone sawing knife over [-] centimeters], and turned to face the two people behind him. , said brightly, "Of course I want to go back and kill this perverted murderer!"

Chapter 170 Three I Came to Find You

The figure in the blood-stained white coat walked in the dark and gloomy passage of the haunted house. There were various corpses and human head props hanging on both sides, and they stared at the intruding tourists with hideous and terrifying faces.Su Zhao moved the rubber corpse hanging on the iron hook to the side, and a hidden entrance was dug out in front of him.

There was a vague sound of sharpening a knife from the position inside. Su Zhao hid in the shadow and glanced inside. A woman turned her back to him, and she didn't know what she was busy with.The two unlucky kidnappers were tied to the chairs by the other party with barbed wire. The knots on the wire had been deeply cut into their flesh, and the bleeding blood was clotted on the skin.

Su Zhao didn't rush in, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.The wooden boards on the wall have been cut several times, exposing the dried corpse hidden inside.A candle placed on the skull was burning slowly, and there was the friction sound of a spoon stirring the bottom of the pot.Looking from Su Zhao's perspective, all he could see was a withered thigh placed on the desk, which had been sliced ​​into pieces of Jinhua ham sausage.

The abandoned haunted house has turned into a granary for perverted killers to store corpses. The hideous woman scooped up a bowl of weird and cloudy broth from the pot and placed them in front of the two kidnappers. He and his fingers floated up. Seeing this scene, the kidnapper's stomach was sour, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and retching.However, the terrifying woman poured all the soup into the kidnapper's mouth without saying a word.

"Yuck~"

The sound of vomiting was endless, and the other party almost spit out all the bile, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Impatiently, the woman grabbed the knife on the table and stabbed him directly in the calf, causing him to cry and howl in pain.A kitchen knife was hung around his neck, and he asked coldly, "I ask you, is the soup I made good?"

How could the kidnapper dare to say no, he could only nod his head against his will, and said with aggrieved expression, "Okay, delicious..."

"It's delicious, let's have another bowl."

"No need... I'm almost full, vomit~"

After finishing speaking, he stuffed a whole bowl of soup directly into the other party's mouth, his throat gurgling and rolling, and did not let go of the kitchen knife on his neck until he finished drinking the whole bowl of broth.

"Don't worry, there is still a big pot here, enough for you to go on the road. I was a butcher in the slaughterhouse before, until my husband cheated, hehehe, I personally turned him into this ghostly look. Said To be honest, killing people is like killing a pig, bleeding, disembowelling, and then hanging on iron hooks, a skilled butcher can make the victim not stop crying until the last moment."

As if recalling something, the woman stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, and then walked slowly towards the cauldron. Suddenly, the trampling sound of high heels stopped instantly, and she slowly turned her head, looking into the dark aisle. He clenched the knife in his hand.

"Should I do it myself, or will you come out by yourself?"

Su Zhao, who was hiding in the shadows, came out slowly. He looked at the incompleteness in the crack of the wall, like a neatly cut corpse in a slaughterhouse, and asked curiously, "You are actually a butcher."

"Help me, save me quickly!"

The captive kidnapper wailed to the victim for help, which was a bit awkward no matter how you looked at it.With Su Zhao's hands behind his back, the boiling soup in the pot was constantly tumbling and boiling, and there was a mixed smell of meat and rot in the air.

The female butcher introduced triumphantly, "When I was working in a slaughterhouse, I mixed the victim's meat with pork and disposed of it. Maybe one day the meat you buy in the vegetable market is the victim's."

The kidnapper suddenly had a feeling that he wanted to clenched his throat desperately. He thought of the urban legend of eating human teeth in a small restaurant in horror, and said anxiously, "Could it be that the couple's lung slices, claypot rice, Wanzai Wharf Are the legends true?"

Husband and wife lung slices, claypot rice, Wanzai Wharf urban legend has been circulating in Wuzhou City for a long time. After hearing these words, all eyes are on the female butcher.

Click.

The iron door behind Su Zhao was slowly closed, and the female butcher picked up the kitchen knife on the table, and approached Su Zhao little by little, muttering to herself, "Don't worry, it won't hurt soon, just Neat, lethal with one blow."

Su Zhao squatted down, unzipped the zipper, and rummaged through it, searching for things.

The female butcher didn't think so, but said mockingly, "What are you still digging out of your backpack, a dagger? A knife? Haha, it's useless, I won't die, even if your knife pierces my heart, it's the same No, I don't feel the slightest bit."

Su Zhao said without turning his head, "I know, I didn't intend to stab you to death with a knife."

At this time, the female butcher's heart was full of curiosity, "So what else can you find to kill me?"

"Of course I use this."

After finishing speaking, Su Zhao took out a heavy and sharp chainsaw from his backpack, held it in his hand, and smiled slightly, "If you are cut into pieces, it will be impossible to resurrect you? Even if you don't die, I will cut you up Then buy it into the pit and fill it with cement.”

A look of horror flashed across her originally calm face, and the female butcher stopped for a moment, as if wondering why this guy still had a murderous chainsaw in his backpack? ? ?

"Didn't you just want to kill me?"

After the blood-stained chainsaw appeared, Su Zhao's entire aura changed in vain, as if he had transformed from an ordinary person into an old perverted murderer with many crimes and numerous cases.

"Come here."

Su Zhao yanked the zipper of the chainsaw, and a harsh and noisy start-up sound entered his ears. He shouted at the other party, and said in a cold voice, "Didn't you just say you were going to come over and kill me? Why don't you dare to move now."

"I……"

The female butcher's eyes were focused on the chainsaw, motionless.The only exit was blocked by a chainsaw, and the opponent had firmly controlled the entire situation.

In this situation, who dares to mess around!

The two kidnappers who were tied to the chair turned pale with fright and struggled desperately. This female butcher in front of him was obviously more terrifying than a cannibalistic female butcher!I even regret why I didn't see the photo clearly before the kidnapping!

The female butcher stood there, motionless.After Su Zhao thought for a moment, he took a step forward.

The other party immediately picked up the kitchen knife, waved it wildly, and said in panic, "Wait, what do you want to do?"

A smile appeared on Su Zhao's face, and he said word by word, "Since you don't want to come over, then I'll go find you."

Chapter 170 Four People Are in Plastic Bags

bang.

The white porcelain plate full of food on the table fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, the soup spilled all over the floor, and the eyeballs rolled out of it rolled on the rough concrete floor and rolled into the corner.The female butcher was pressed on the table, Su Zhao raised the machete and slashed at the ear, and smiled at the two kidnappers who were still in shock, "Have you ever seen vivisection?"

The kidnapper murmured softly, "Ah... big, big brother, killing people is against the law..."

How dare you say I broke the law when you kidnap others for ransom?

Su Zhao put on a cold expression, and said slowly, "As long as I don't kill people, won't I break the law?"

"Ah this..."

Another kidnapper said tremblingly, "Then can you go to another place for an autopsy? I'm dizzy with blood..."

Su Zhao grabbed the other party's neck and said calmly, "I want to know all the information about the slaughterhouse, you'd better tell me everything, otherwise..."

Su Zhao took out a strange airtight bottle with a yellow-brown strange liquid in it, and shook it a few times in front of her.Then he poured the whole bottle of medicine into the soup pot without any drop, stirred it a few times, scooped up a bowl of soup, placed it in front of the female butcher, and explained very intimately, "This is specially made for our mice. Rat poison and paraquat are mixed one-to-one, won’t you die? Then I’ll make you breathless, and you’ll know what it means to live rather than die.”

Then he opened the opponent's mouth, grabbed a bowl of soup and poured it into his mouth.The female butcher whose psychological defense finally collapsed screamed.

"Wait, I said, I said everything!"

The female butcher was frightened by the description that life was worse than death, and she directly said what she knew, "That slaughterhouse, the person in charge there, not only kills pigs, but also kills people and disposes of corpses! The specific operation situation I don't know either, only by finding the person in charge named Zhou, he will know everything. I don't know what he did to me, when I woke up, I became this inhuman .”

"You mean, I still want to mix in that factory?"

"Not everyone has the opportunity. He will personally select the right candidate and turn you into this kind of monster who is neither human nor ghost."

The female butcher said nervously, "Especially a perverted murderer like you is the most suitable transformer."

"How many times have I said that I am a victim, not a psychopath!"

Su Zhao's expression changed, and he directly poured the whole bowl of soup into the opponent's mouth, and then tightly covered the opponent's mouth and nose, until he swallowed everything, Su Zhao picked up the chainsaw, turned his head to face The two kidnappers who were terrified said, "The next scene may be bloody, do you want to consider closing your eyes?"

It took three large black plastic bags to finish dealing with the other party. Su Zhao wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and exhaled.

The faces of the kidnappers turned pale with fright, and they said weakly, "Boss, boss, I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges in the present, can you let us go?"

"Let you go?"

Su Zhao threw the mobile phone in front of the kidnappers, and said calmly, "Call yourself to surrender and I will beat your comminuted fracture and send you to the hospital to lie in the ICU. Choose one yourself."

Zhao Ya never expected that Su Zhao would take off the locator and leave them to join the kidnappers, and even slipped away from under the nose of the following police officers openly, which was a great shame.

Zhao Ya paced back and forth, waiting for the kidnapper to call again, and at this moment, she was feeling uneasy deep in her heart.An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in my heart.

It's just that this kind of premonition is aimed at the kidnappers. Thinking about a hostage who has been dealing with perverted murderers and dangerous mental patients for many years, Zhao Ya can't help but sweat for them.It was also the first time that she was not worried about the hostages, but worried about the personal safety of the kidnappers.

After all, the person who pretended to be a hostage was a victim whose legs were weak even for a perverted murderer!

Ding ding ding.

Zhao Ya's cell phone rang, and an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.She frowned, picked up the phone tentatively, and said, "Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came.

"Comrade police, I am a kidnapper, I am a kidnapper."