Chapter 3 Chapter Three Mysterious Serial Murders

The hazy weather was lingering, and no one thought that the terrible things would come so quickly, like the silent morning dew.Waking up early in the morning, many media outlets were reporting on recent cases and homicide blog posts. The homepages of major websites used the title "Surprised Murder Blog Post" in bold and bold font, and the number of Internet hits skyrocketed. The horror of this matter is that the blog post first appeared, and then the case happened, and people died, and the way of death was exactly the same as described in the blog post.That is to say, when the blog post was posted, the person was not dead, and then the person died according to the content described in the blog post. This blog post can be called a death notice.

This is not a novel, but a reality, so it immediately aroused the discussion of most people, and the website that published the killing blog post confirmed that the blog post was indeed sent before the crime, and it was a few hours before the deceased died.Evil strikes, which makes people fall into a fear that seems to be the approach of death. Unbelievable murderous blog post, each word seems to carry terrible fear and blood, sonorous and powerful to frighten people's hearts. While the homicide blog post was spreading wildly on the Internet and the media, the city government and the police department formed a special task force, because this matter has directly threatened the public safety of the society and caused a lot of panic. Although the relevant departments have tried their best to appease , but unless people see the murderer being captured, their hearts will not be at peace, and everyone is afraid of becoming the next dead.

In the conference room of the criminal police team, everyone was reading and analyzing the murderer's blog post, hoping to find some important clues from the blog post. The first killing blog post of a certain online blog. This is the previous and first post of the blog post that Mo Xiaoyi saw. Before Mo Xiaoyi could click to read it, the text of the blog post was very cold and a bit chilling. . When you wake up every day, what you see, hear, and remember are all hopeless things! Everywhere is full of sorrow and filth. Is there justice in this world, and can crime be punished?We are skeptical in our hearts, because we have seen many crimes rampant and spreading, and they have not been punished, including those who so-called execute punishments are also dirty. Wandering outside the letter, deaf to crime.

Is this the end of the world?No, this world needs justice and an executor who punishes evil and removes those dirty things. Only by removing them can we get happiness and enjoyment and live happily. I will be the executor. I am constantly reading some detective novels. Suddenly, one day, I found a wonderful way to be the executor of punishment. It is the best way to punish those who have committed crimes. So, I conceived a perfect plan to punish those evil people and let everyone know about this great discovery: copycat killing. The world-recognized great queen of detective stories, Agatha Christie, has a book that I am still deeply impressed by. This book has many translated titles, some are called "Strange Case of the Lone Island", and some are called "Nursery Rhymes". Murder", some called it, the main storyline is that ten people died on a small island in the manner of a nursery rhyme "Ten Little Indians", and none of them survived.

What a great book, I still remember the nursery rhyme clearly: Ten little Indian boys ran around for food; one of them choked to death and could not be saved, and only nine of the ten remained.Nine little Indian boys, sleepless late at night, really sleepy; they fell asleep and died of sleep, and there were only eight of the nine.Eight little Indian boys went hunting in the city of Devon; one died and died, and only seven remained of the eight.Seven little Indian boys felled trees and branches, but they were not smooth; the ax split in half, and the seven were only six.Six little Indian boys played with the beehive to make the bees angry; one of them stung and died, and there were only five left among the six.Five little Indian boys got into a lot of lawsuits; they were entangled in lawsuits until they died, and there were only four of the five.Four little Indian boys went out to sea in a group and suffered a catastrophe; the fish swallowed one blood spot, and there were only three of the four.Three little Indian boys suffered disaster in the zoo; a bear suddenly fell from the sky, and there were only two of the three.Two little Indian boys, sighing in the sun; sunburned to death, sad and sad, only one of the two remains.A little Indian boy, there was only one person when he returned; he hanged himself in this life, and there was no one left.

How interesting, dying one by one, as if accomplishing something great, I can immediately see the steps in my mind.After a period of thinking and deliberation, I actually designed a perfect rescue plan, which is far more interesting than writing a classic mystery novel, and the pleasure is infinite. One day when I got up in the middle of the night, I sneaked into the servant's room and strangled the sleeping servant with a bed sheet. Her hands and feet struggled a bit, and soon she stopped moving, either fainting or dying. Then, I helped her up, took what I had prepared in advance, and stuffed the leftovers and rice into her mouth vigorously.

Doesn't she usually like to steal food?Let her eat her fill now, this greedy woman usually steals from me, flips through my drawers when I'm not around or not paying attention, I hate this kind of unruly woman the most, it's no different from a thief, His character is extremely poor, he only knows about money and taking advantage of things in his mind, and treats others as fools. It doesn't matter if your social status is low or poor, as long as you work hard, you are worthy of respect.However, this kind of woman knows how to be greedy for petty gains and is full of greed. What is the difference between this and stealing?They are all getting something for nothing, embezzling other people's things, it's just that the law cannot punish this kind of behavior, but this is definitely a crime, a crime, and a crime must be punished as it should.

After choking her to death, I collapsed on the ground and was dumbfounded for a while. Perhaps it was my first reaction after the murder was fear and nervousness, and I panted heavily. In fact, this is not the first time I have killed someone, it's just that I haven't killed someone so directly for a long time.After I calmed down a little, I felt a strange sense of relief, as if after doing some strenuous exercise, my depressed mood seemed extraordinarily relaxed.I got up and stood by the window, blew the night breeze, took a few mouthfuls of fresh air, looked at the night sky, basically recovered my mind, looked back at the woman who choked to death, and sang that song in my heart: Ten little Indian boys ran around for food; one of them choked to death and could not be saved, and only nine of the ten remained.

The second killing blog post is the one that Mo Xiaoyi saw yesterday. The captain of the criminal police team Liu Tianming was regarded as the ninth victim by the murderer. However, when he came out of the bar the night before, there was a detail that was not mentioned in the blog post, which made Liu Tianming felt lucky, maybe the murderer didn't see what he did. The third homicide blog post was posted last night, and the sending time was about two hours away from the death time of the third deceased, that is, before the deceased was murdered, the murderer wrote what was going to happen into a blog post.

In addition to the murderer's explanation of the crime and the crime process of the deceased, this blog post imitates the nursery rhyme: "Eight little Indian boys went hunting in Devon; one died and died, and only seven remained of the eight." The content is Such: When I was writing this blog post, there were still eight little Indians standing next to them. For every death, I would throw away one of the little Indians until all the little Indians were thrown away. Then, this perfect plan is It's done, and I too will live forever! The name of the third deceased was Father Sun Lin. He was the boss of a large company, and he was also a bastard who kept a mistress and played with women constantly.It is understandable for a man to have an affair because he really likes another woman. However, it is impossible for a man to like several women within a year. This only shows that this man is playing with women. I have a few stinky money, and use his stinky skin to press it on the woman to vent. After playing for a while, when I get bored, I throw it away and replace it with another one. Should such a man die?

Do you still remember Stephen King's works? It is already a long time ago. Maybe you may not have seen it, or you may have forgotten it.However, it doesn't matter, everyone will know and remember soon, because the next game is exactly.This game not only punishes evil, but also serves as a warning to many people who want to play, driving away evil and filth. Nowadays, the mistresses kept by many wealthy businessmen are purely sexual tools. Of course, they will not play the old-fashioned sex monotonously. Some like uniforms, and some like abuse. For example, a German official still likes to recruit prostitutes with a Nazi mentality. Satisfy your desires. And my third deceased, Father Sun Lin, was obviously a person who liked to play tricks on sex. He liked the new and disliked the old.So, he changed into a new one, but he never had the chance to change again. Just as he and his new lover were playing a bondage game, tying his lover to the head of the bed, death had already arrived. Horrible Stephen King's, men die in sex games, women tied naked to the head of the bed, what a perfect punishment!Also taught those stupid women a lesson! My third deceased was tying up his lover in the hotel. The lingering just started, and at the same time as the bestiality sprouted, the god of death slowly took away his soul.Then the bound woman would scream, yelling in terror for help!Of course, someone would come to save her, and death did not arrange for her to die. This is the third deceased, Lie Yan died!I changed hunting or novelty hunting to hunting beauty, which is more interesting. And that ballad, let's sing it: ten little Indian boys, running for food; one can't be saved from choking, and out of ten only nine remain.Nine little Indian boys, sleepless late at night, really sleepy; they fell asleep and died of sleep, and there were only eight of the nine.Eight little Indian boys went hunting in Devon; one died, and only seven remained of the eight... The special case team hired a scholar to explain the mystery novels mentioned in these three blog posts, which will be of great help in solving the case, because the murderer imitated the novels to commit crimes, and if the content of these novels is not known, it will be even more difficult to find related stories. clues. What is "Crazy Island"? Written by the famous detective and mystery queen Agatha Christie, "Crazy Island" is also known as "Crazy Island".It tells the story of eight strangers who received an invitation and came to a villa on an isolated island as guests. There was a housekeeper couple in the villa. There were ten people in total on the island. Then, according to a nursery rhyme, these ten people were called "Ten People". They died like they sang in "A Little Indian". For every person who died, there would be one less little Indian porcelain figure placed in the center of the round table. In the end, all ten people on the island died, and none of them survived. .According to the evidence and clues at the scene, it was not clear who the murderer was. Later, the police got a drift bottle containing the details of the crime written by the murderer, and only then did they solve the mystery. "Then who is the murderer in this novel?" "A judge." Judging from the blog post, the terrible murderer has listed ten ways of death. The first person was choked to death, the second person died from sleeping, the third person died from hunting, and the fourth person was killed by an axe. Killed by hacking, the fifth person was stung to death by a bee, the sixth person was entangled to death by a lawsuit, the seventh person was buried in the sea, the eighth person was killed by a bear falling from the sky, the ninth person was sunburned to death, and the tenth person It was suicide. Although the method of death is given, there are many methods of committing these methods of death. For example, the second deceased died in sleep, and the murderer used poison. The third deceased died by hunting, and the murderer used hunting to die. To capture a woman's heart, we often say that hunting beauty is compared to hunting. Now the murderer has completed the first three, namely, the first person was choked to death, the second person died of sleep, and the third person died of hunting beauty.When the author Agatha Christie finished writing "The Strange Case of the Lone Island", she felt that this matter was unbelievable. In order to perfect the novel, she wrote a mystery at the end, which means that even the author himself thought the novel was absurd and unrealistic. What is it? The author is Stephen King, one of the most outstanding writers in the United States. The content of the novel is as described in the blog post. A couple, Jesse and Gerald, go to Mark Lake country house for vacation. During a crazy sex game, the husband Gerald died unexpectedly, and his wife Jesse was handcuffed to the head of the bed naked and unable to move.Faced with the tragedy of Gerald's body being chewed piece by piece by wild dogs, the wife suffered and waited in helpless horror, recalling the past, facing the reality, and those wild dogs, her soul and body suffered. tortured. Although the story is very exciting, it is impossible for the murderer to do a comprehensive imitation, but only a general imitation, because after all, the murderer limited his means of committing crimes to the nursery rhymes of "The Strange Case of an Island", and there is not much room for him to play. "Did that woman die in the end?" "No." "The murderer didn't let the woman in this case die. It seems that he was trying to frighten her and make her suffer." After listening to the introduction of the content of the blog post, everyone present fell into a certain amount of thinking, because there was no clue about this serial murder case for the time being. "Now we define the maid who died in the first blog post as the first deceased in this serial murder case, and we must find the body of the first deceased as soon as possible, and the deceased in the second blog post, Yu Kuang, is the second deceased. , and so on, the criminal police team captain Liu Tianming is mainly responsible for solving the whole case, do you have any comments?" "No." This is the Chinese style of police handling cases. "Okay, now let the director make arrangements." A somewhat balding middle-aged man glanced at him with serious eyes, paused and said: "As you all know, the speed of media transmission is very fast now, and everything is reported. The most important thing now is to solve the case as soon as possible, otherwise , Our pressure will increase, and we can’t eat. Everyone has read the blog post carefully, let’s discuss it, and put forward any opinions we have.” "I think that since the murderer imitated mystery novels, it means that he has a relatively high IQ, likes to read, and may even be a member of the cultural circle." "Well, it makes sense." People in the cultural circles?snort!Liu Tianming didn't say a word at the bottom, but the chief looked at him and said, "Captain Liu, you are in charge, tell me your opinion." Liu Tianming was stunned for a moment and said: "The murderer we met must be a clever murderer, and the murderer must have a high IQ, so we can't just judge from some superficial phenomena. Since the murderer can imitate mystery novels, he must be good at disguising. I won't easily reveal my identity, and I can't judge for the time being!" Many people present looked at Liu Tianming dumbly. His tone today seemed a bit weird, and he came to the conclusion that it was impossible to judge for the time being. Could it be that the murderer was really that powerful. "There are two questions here. The first question is which department went to that bar to check that day, that is, who is the ninth deceased described in the article? Well, Xiao Wu, go check it out, there should be a record." "No, it's me." The director was about to talk about the second question, but was interrupted by a rough voice. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Liu Tianming at the same time, and they were all stunned. In fact, some people knew that the ninth deceased described in the article belonged to Liu Tianming. Everyone who went there that night saw Liu Tianming talking to the deceased Yu Kuang, and it was exactly the same as described in the article, but Liu Tianming himself did not say it. He was the captain, so everyone dared not speak casually. After all, he was talking about the ninth person who died, that is to say, this person was the ninth person to die. At this time, Liu Tianming said it in front of many leaders and colleagues. He was very annoyed in his heart, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, I'll catch you sooner or later!" The director went over and patted Liu Tianming on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Liu, the murderer is provoking us. You have to stay calm, and the case will definitely be solved." When the atmosphere calmed down, the director continued: "The second question is that Yu Kuang mentioned in the article is the second deceased, so the murderer has already killed someone before that. From the article, it can be seen that the first deceased is a woman. Choked to death. Who is the first deceased? According to the murderer’s modus operandi and timing, the first deceased should have been killed a few days ago, and the death time will not be very long, so let’s see if we have received For similar cases of choking to death, it is best to check the deaths in the last five days, and all hospitals and funeral parlors should check to see if there are any women who choked to death." Choke to death! "In addition, the murderer is likely to commit another crime recently. Judging from the meaning in the blog post, the murderer will use an ax to kill the fourth target. We must pay close attention and send someone to investigate." There was a sound of water rubbing against the floor in the toilet, and outside it sounded like someone was licking dirt with relish, and a hunchbacked old woman was lying on the ground, perhaps mopping the floor. Liu Tianming knocked on the door and walked in. There was no one mopping the floor, it was empty, only the occasional sound of water dripping from the water tank, and the walls were yellowish with damp. Depend on!After Liu Tianming finished his toilet, he sighed in front of the toilet mirror. I closed my eyes, feeling very haggard today, I don't know why I felt an unbearable feeling in my heart.He opened his eyes again, and reflected in the mirror that there was a person standing behind him. That person closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. It was Yu Kuang who died on the bus in broad daylight. what!He turned around, no, it was a hallucination. Hush!The water from the faucet was running, and he turned back to wash his face and calm himself down.After washing, turn off the tap and hold your breath in the mirror.Swish!I can feel the sound in my ear, it is not wrong to be in this toilet, bang!A toilet door was knocked on. "Who?" Liu Tianming was about to draw his gun. "I." A man came out with his pants up and fastened his belt. Liu Tianming, his best friend, smiled awkwardly. "Isn't it just a warning to that man, it's okay, everyone is dead." The man comforted Liu Tianming while washing his hands. "I hope." Liu Tianming left behind an ambiguous sentence and went out. One afternoon, Liu Tianming received various calls continuously. The media and the leaders of relevant departments all asked about the authenticity of the matter. Some people suspected that the media was using something to hype up something, and there was a steady stream of pressure. Liu Tianming knew that he was facing an extremely clever murderer. According to the technical department, the murderer posted three killing blog posts, and the online time for each blog post was less than two minutes. The murderer must have written the blog post in advance and stored it in the memory card. Here, it takes a very short time to directly copy and send it to the blog after surfing the Internet, and then shut down the phone, which makes it difficult for the police to locate it.From this point of view, the murderer was not simple, and he had thought very well in advance. Judging from the homicide blog posts, these two murders are not ordinary homicides. They may be a perverted killer who provoked the police in order to satisfy his own psychology. There may be no common sense motive for the murder, and there is no clue at all. "I'm not a murderer, I'm not a murderer, the devil is in my stomach, he's eating meat, he's coming." This was the voice from the room where Mo Xiaoyi was imprisoned. "How long has she been like this." Liu Tianming stood at the door and saw the girl's eyes through the window as if he was afraid of something. "It's been like this since I entered the prison." The criminal police next to him answered him. "She said that the devil is in her belly, what does that mean?" Liu Tianming muttered to himself, after it was confirmed that Mo Xiaoyi was indeed pregnant, could it be that she committed murder because of the child in her belly?Or is the child in her stomach causing her insanity to kill?Of course, it is impossible to judge her as the murderer now, because the information she provided is true, there is indeed such a murder blog post, and she did surf the Internet in an Internet cafe before coming to the police station. demon?There are further elaborations on this terrible word in the following files. Later, those criminal policemen who were busy reading various files were trying to decipher this terrible word. Mo Xiaoyi seemed to be talking to someone again. In her mind, she pushed open the door of Yu Kuang's house. The door was pushed halfway, and she heard moans from inside. She went in, and something was squirming in the dark , she looked down and saw a snake crawling in her stomach, devouring her insides, just like what she saw that morning, she was totally out of her mind. Liu Tianming sighed, and asked the criminal police next to him, "How are the other two people doing?" "Xu Ying looked very anxious, as if she was worried about something." "The beauty is worried that her husband will find out about the matter. Her husband Ye Luo was the third richest writer last year. He is rich! If she makes such a fuss, her money will be gone." Liu Tianming walked to the prisoner Shen Xuemei. Outside the room, looked through the window. "Shen Xuemei feels very calm, with no expression on her face." Liu Tianming shook his head and said, "There is no expression on the face, it doesn't mean there is no expression in the eyes, and it doesn't mean there is no expression in the heart." One is demonic, one is anxious, and the other is cold-blooded. "Let them all be released." Liu Tianming made a decision to release the people who are being interrogated now. It seems that they have nothing to do with the case.In addition, with so much attention from the society, according to the regulations, the detention time should not be too long, so as not to be caught by the media. Of course, Liu Tianming still has his own considerations, that is, to take a long line to catch big fish, follow these people, and maybe find some clues from them. This is the most common method of handling cases. Mo Xiaoyi, Shen Xuemei, Xu Ying, and Liu Tianming hid aside and watched the actions of these three people after they were released. Since Mo Xiaoyi was the first to be detained, in the cell, he would say from time to time: "I'm not a murderer." Probably because of thinking about it, she became mentally disturbed.When she was released, she looked very haggard and limp, as if she was about to faint. A hand supported her from behind. She turned her head and saw the kind face of a middle-aged woman, and asked her kindly: "Are you okay?" Bar?" Mo Xiaoyi felt that she was her own mother, with a slight smile on her pale face, she said to the woman, "Thank you, my name is Mo Xiaoyi." "Hello, my name is Shen Xuemei." The two strangers suddenly had something to say, so they chatted while walking.The two parties knew that they were "relatives" of the two cases and were connected by the same fate. Shen Xuemei had been helping Mo Xiaoyi out of the police station. She could see that the girl in front of her was a little confused, so she couldn't let her go. However, she was still thinking about her daughter. At this time, another detained woman, Xu Ying, passed by from behind, looked at Shen Xuemei, and smiled friendlyly. Shen Xuemei smiled back awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable, after all, this woman was her husband's mistress. "Do you know her?" Mo Xiaoyi asked, because she met this woman in the corridor during the interrogation yesterday, such a beautiful woman is easy to be noticed. Shen Xuemei hesitated for a moment, but still answered: "My husband's mistress was with her when he died." "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked." "It doesn't matter, where do you live? I'll take you back." Shen Xuemei changed the subject, and was about to send this frail girl home first. Suddenly, a person stood up from the corner and walked towards them. She seemed to know him. It was a young man. , Shen Xuemei guessed that it should be someone Mo Xiaoyi knew. "Zhao Jian!" Mo Xiaoyi yelled first, then ran a few steps, threw herself into the young man's arms and cried bitterly, the young man said a few words of comfort. Shen Xuemei looked at the scene of the man and woman embracing each other, feeling very emotional in her heart, and smiled at the young man named Zhao Jian.The young man also nodded and smiled, but he took Mo Xiaoyi and left without coming over to say hello to her.Since they knew each other, there was no problem. Shen Xuemei turned around and hurried to take a taxi home. She was thinking about her daughter. Zhao Jian is a relatively introverted boy. He has not been working for a long time after graduating from university, and he is not good at socializing. He and Mo Xiaoyi work in the same company and live in the same building. They are good friends. The two returned to Mo Xiaoyi's residence, one bedroom, one living room and one kitchen, and the rent was 600.Zhao Jian poured her tea, looked at Mo Xiaoyi's expression, and didn't ask how it was. Mo Xiaoyi sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time, thinking about something in her mind, then slowly turned to Zhao Jian and asked him, "Did you see that blog post?" Zhao Jian shook his head, not understanding what blog post Mo Xiaoyi was talking about, and asked suspiciously, "What blog post?" Mo Xiaoyi's expression became tense, and she muttered: "Could it be that I'm the only one who saw that murderous blog post? I'm really not a murderer! I really didn't kill anyone! I just thought about it and saw that blog post online , Yes, go online!" Mo Xiaoyi stood up and wanted to go out to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet. She wanted to read that blog post, it was impossible for her to be the only one who saw it.In fact, this blog post has already caused a sensation this morning, but Zhao Jian went to the police station early in the morning and didn't pay attention to the media or people's comments at all.But at this moment, Mo Xiaoyi wanted to go out to read some blog posts, so Zhao Jian was of course worried. He also had a laptop, so he stopped Mo Xiaoyi and said, "You forgot, I have a laptop and can access the Internet." Mo Xiaoyi looked at Zhao Jian's face intently, seemed to be touched by something, then shook her head and said, "I won't go to your place, and also, don't tell anyone about that matter, I won't make you responsible .” Zhao Jian nodded, understood Mo Xiaoyi's words, and thought that Mo Xiaoyi's mind was still clear.She was talking about what happened one night about four months ago. Mo Xiaoyi quarreled with her boyfriend, bought beer and got a little drunk at home, went out to go to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet, and happened to bump into Zhao Jian who came back in the corridor.Seeing her appearance, how could Zhao Jian go to the Internet cafe? There are many men with malicious intentions in the Internet cafe, so he discouraged her, but Mo Xiaoyi insisted on going online.Zhao Jian said that he has a laptop there, and he can go to his room to surf the Internet for free.Mo Xiaoyi went there, and opened some pornographic websites on Zhao Jian's notebook for some reason. In fact, because Zhao Jian didn't have a girlfriend, when lust came, he would visit some pornographic websites and save the records on the computer. inside.Mo Xiaoyi didn't mind this kind of website, and checked it carefully. After that, the two had sex.Humans are animals of desire, and once desire is aroused, it must be vented.After venting, Mo Xiaoyi came to her senses. She told Zhao Jian to keep this secret because she still loves her boyfriend. Ever since that incident, Mo Xiaoyi intentionally alienated Zhao Jian. Now when Zhao Jian said that he had a computer there, Mo Xiaoyi actually thought of what happened that night, and said involuntarily, "I won't go to your place." Zhao Jian said, "I'll bring the laptop over, please sit down obediently, okay?" Mo Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and sat back on the sofa with dull eyes, but she could feel Zhao Jian's pity for her. Zhao Jian went upstairs to his room to get the computer, and came down immediately. When he turned on the computer and searched for a blog post on the Internet, the hit rate of the blog post had exceeded 10 million. Zhao Jian looked at Mo Xiao who was sitting next to him in surprise. Yi, Mo Xiaoyi's eyes stared at the words on the computer screen with fear and dullness. This is simply terrible. Ten little Indian boys ran for food, and one of them choked to death, leaving only nine out of ten, as if the god of death did something.Although it was someone else who died, Zhao Jian felt his hair stand on end. The characters on the screen seemed to jump out and read aloud with a gloomy voice behind his head. No wonder Mo Xiaoyi became like this. Zhao Jian talked with Mo Xiaoyi for a while, and after she went to bed, he read the blog post in detail. The night was already very deep, and it felt a little gloomy, as if there was a god of death around, listening vigilantly with his ears. Mo Xiaoyi lay peacefully on the bed, Zhao Jian decided to sleep on the sofa in the living room with Mo Xiaoyi at night, because he was a little worried.While Mo Xiaoyi was asleep, he went upstairs to get something from his own room. At this time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, he opened the door to go out, the lights in the corridor were turned on, and the surrounding was very quiet, as if a shadow moved for a while. Zhao Jian closed the door, holding Mo Xiaoyi's key in his hand.He is a very meticulous person, worried that if the door is open, if he goes up to get things by himself, someone will take the opportunity to get in; while a careless person will just close the door and forget to take the key, and the people inside will be asleep, so they will not be able to get in.Zhao Jian walked upstairs slowly, always feeling some sound behind him, maybe it was the sound of keys shaking in his hand. When Zhao Jian took the things down, the door of Mo Xiaoyi's house was open, and his mind immediately thought of the picture in the blog post that the murderer opened the door and entered the deceased Yu Kuang's house.He went in quickly, but Mo Xiaoyi was not on the bed, and the shoes on the ground were gone.Zhao Jian rushed out immediately, and chased downstairs without seeing anyone. Under the yellowed streetlights, the trees were hiding in the dimness, and there were a few shops with lights on at one o'clock. "Mo Xiaoyi." Zhao Jian shouted as he walked. People often gamble in front of a store in the alley. Zhao Jian heard a molesting voice: "Beauty, how much is it for one night? She's pretty tender." He saw Mo Xiaoyi being fondled by a man. "What are you doing?" Zhao Jian rushed over and pulled Mo Xiaoyi behind him. The people who were gambling were stunned for a moment, and a few of them looked very arrogant, pushed Zhao Jian, and cursed: "What the hell are you doing? Your woman?" Zhao Jian stared at them and said, "My friend, what's wrong?" "Fuck, don't care about your woman, if you let her out to seduce us, you're pretty fucking arrogant." Several people kicked Zhao Jian a few times, Zhao Jian wanted to fight back, but held back.Mo Xiaoyi pulled his clothes and hid behind in fear.He withdrew his angry gaze, turned around and pulled Mo Xiaoyi away, and those people hummed a few words: "Sb, you're a bitch! I don't feel good if I don't fucking beat you!" Zhao Jian looked back at the gambling booth, felt ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'll kill you bastards sooner or later!" Ok?Zhao Jian suddenly felt a shadow shaking at the door of the shop in front of him. He seemed to be nervous today. He turned his head and asked Mo Xiaoyi: "Why did you come out alone, it's very dangerous." Mo Xiaoyi glanced at Zhao Jian and said, "But, I'm not the murderer, I didn't kill anyone." When Zhao Jian heard this, he didn't ask any more questions.