The audience in the live broadcast room finally knew why Qi Xin of the swimming school team drowned...
It turned out to be to save people.
Those fishermen who wanted to fight for fishing rods fell into silence.
【…………】
[Hey, forget it, it would be nice to give him a fishing rod. 】
[He was lucky to meet the anchor, at least he will never be in the Air Force again. 】
Qi Xin graduated not long ago, life has just begun, and he has a passion for life. Youthful, energetic, talkative and cheerful, he exchanged his own life for the lives of three children.
Although he became a monster, he didn't have any sinister and resentful feelings. After his death, he only remembered fishing.
The radio started playing songs again.
Jiang Yao clicked on the thriller coins in the money box and earned 120 thriller coins during the 12-kilometer journey. The taxi company takes half and the remaining half is hers.
Even though she made millions and hundreds of thousands in the past, she still felt happy. No one complains about having less money, they just hope that the more the better.
The driving process was not boring. I could listen to the radio and chat with the barrage. After a while, I received the second customer.
Behind the guest is a Tongzilou community shrouded in black fog. The wind is strong and the ground is uneven, cracked and undulating, with mottled traces of black paste.
The 1.8-meter-tall guest stood very conspicuously on the roadside, especially because he was wearing a colorful clown suit and clown makeup on his face. He had a red nose and pale face, and he was holding a chainsaw in his hand. He looked very similar. Midnight perverted murderer.
"Did it scare you? Sorry, I am the NPC of the Haunted Ghost House. This is a prop. It is fake." The boy's voice sounded gentle and pleasant, and the exaggeratedly painted blood-red sausage mouth pulled out a shy arc, with a smile in his eyes. apology.
Jiang Yao asked: "Where are you going?"
The boy replied: "The Haunted House."
After getting into the back seat, the electric saw that he was talking about was placed on the seat beside him. The electric saw was so heavy that the seat cushion sank in. The saw blade was soaked with 'paint' and dripped down the tip.
Jiang Yao smelled a strong smell of blood.
The liquid was not the 'pigment' he said, but real human blood.
She didn't care. The code states that drivers cannot leave the driver's seat. As long as she follows the rules, this low-level difficulty dungeon monster cannot trigger the death condition.
What's more.
The fare to the Haunted Mansion is double. She must be crazy to meddle in other people's business.
On the road.
The radio started playing the news again.
"Last night, six major criminal cases occurred in the urban area of Ning'an, all of which were killed by one person. The suspect specialized in killing women, skinning and sawing their bones... Please do not go out at night..."
"Description of the suspect: Wearing a clown suit, holding a chainsaw... Please call the police immediately if you see him!"
I almost didn't tell him the ID number of the boy in the back seat.
The radio was not loud, but it was audible from the back seat in the quiet taxi.
Jiang Yao changed the channel.
This serial murder case has been reported repeatedly.
"Zizi... something happened in Ning'an city..."
Jiang Yao turned off the radio.
As soon as the news report stopped, a gentle voice suddenly appeared behind her ear.
"Why did you stop?"
A cold breath fell on her ears. The face of a boy dressed as a clown was squeezed into the iron isolation net that separated the front and rear seats. The corners of his scarlet mouth were cut open and sewn, and he curled up behind his ears.
Jiang Yao looked indifferent and did not answer his question. Instead, he asked him:
"Why only kill women?"
Women are weaker than men, so in many criminal cases, female victims account for the majority.
The boy in the back seat sounded relatively young, in his twenties. One person can lift such a heavy chainsaw, and it is very easy to kill a man, so why only kill women?
The boy was happy to hear this.
He first introduced himself.
His name is Lou Liang, and he works as a teacher in a middle school. A good man who is honest and worthy of trust in the eyes of others.
It’s not a bloody story, just because his girlfriend broke up with him and he didn’t want to, he killed his girlfriend in a rage.
Killing for the first time gave him a taste of the joy of killing.
"Women are more interesting. When I kill them, they just cry and scream. Even though they know that I will not let them go, they still kneel in front of me and beg me to let them go.
The more desperate and painful they are, the happier I really am... After I tasted that kind of feeling once, I became addicted and couldn't control it. "
He recounted the murder process in detail.
"Ah."
He was speaking vigorously when he was interrupted by this sound.
Lou Liang's pale face froze and he stared at the back of her head.
"why are you laughing?"
Jiang Yao put on a fake smile and said, "You heard wrong. Keep talking, I like to hear it."
