Zhao Qiang dropped out of school.
This was what Wang Chuyue meant at first. She felt that she needed another person to help her maintain her life, but no one was willing to take over.
At this time, the almost adult daughter came into view. At first, Wang Chuyue just tried to persuade her daughter to take over the family business. It would be good to be a supermarket owner.
She originally wanted to soak it in for a few months. But I didn't expect that Zhao Qiang agreed quickly and swiftly. In a few days, he completed the procedures for dropping out of school.
Even the supermarket business, Zhao Qiang, quickly took over. She used to often help in the supermarket at home, and now she is very experienced in becoming a small business owner.
Even Wang Chuyue was surprised, because one day when she went to inspect the supermarket, she saw her daughter directing workers to renovate a warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time due to dilapidation, a small corner that no one cared about.
——Zhao Qiang carried out everything in an orderly manner, slowly doing what he should do, and even in the end, he even took everything in his family into his hands.
The moment after opening the door, Wang Chuyue saw that the photo was carefully framed and hung on the wall.
That's her - and two dead people.
A group photo of three people.
Looking at her young self and her two dead husbands, Wang Chuyue couldn't help but shrink her pupils, but she didn't want to reveal her panic - after all, in her opinion, her daughter knew nothing about this matter.
Zhao Qiang's expression was quite relaxed. She only said that she randomly found this photo and did not reveal any other meaning. She just seemed to be smiling.
"It's nice to have a souvenir, isn't it?"
It all starts from there.
The Avengers' lies are hidden in every corner of the story. For Zhao Qiang, all this is just a slow revenge. She does not need to get worse, she only needs to do what she wants to do.
For example, applying for nursing school, then giving up after passing the exam as expected, and linking this fact with dropping out of high school through other people's mouths, causing the always good-looking Wang Chuyue to suffer from mental breakdown due to gossip.
For example, put some items related to the past in the drawer that Wang Chuyue will inevitably open. Zhao Qiang's biological father's relics, or the ticket that his stepfather was supposed to take on a business trip before his car accident.
It was like the ghost of the dead had returned to this world, lingering around Wang Chuyue. One year, two years, three years...
Wang Chuyue was reminded of the past by the "coincidences" in every detail, and her daughter, who was her cohabitant, later even moved out of the house on the pretext of being busy with work.
——So the old man living alone faces these haunted phenomena with no one to talk to.
On the surface, all Zhao Qiang needs to do is remain silent, and she enjoys this process.
However, desire is never-ending.
Whenever she looks at her mother, who is gradually becoming insane because of the details in her life, she wonders how could there be such scum in the world?
Zhao Qiang is overlooking the world from above. Even though she is just a supermarket owner, she can control one person - but she still wants more.
Some people seemed to have no need to exist, and the emerging thoughts gave Zhao Qiang gradually new ideas.
She might be able to do more.
Zhao Qiang's savings are far more than Wang Chuyue imagined. Not only has she made great achievements in the supermarket business, she has also made a lot of money using the Internet.
Initially, the killing was not a complete scene. Zhao Qiang just tried to build a distant fortress to isolate herself from others. Everything is like a game, but with wails and pain, and the sincere joy of the manipulator.
Disposing of bodies is usually a difficult problem, but on an island, everything breaks down. Zhao Qiang enjoyed this side job more and more, but gradually found that she lacked intelligence and found it difficult to find more prey worth torture.
At this moment, someone found her.
"I need you to eliminate some people for me - they are all unpardonable sinners and worthy of your execution. Of course, in exchange, I will provide you with funds and the information you want."
In the eyes of those people, Zhao Qiang was an experienced butcher, a person who could execute people on their behalf.
Zhao Qiang was surprised that her secret business was discovered, and even had the idea of silencing her. But soon she also realized that the person who contacted her did not seem to be the only "customer".
After some understanding, Zhao Qiang did receive some criminals provided by the messenger.
The messenger seemed to be very patient and able to understand Zhao Qiang's secret methods. He even gave their names and actions to Zhao Qiang, which would help her torture these people according to her own methods.
Asked about his title, Zhao Qiang heard this answer.
"You can call me Dawn."
In fact, Zhao Qiang had never known any other serial killer before. It was only after this that she found out about Ming Ming's existence.
Li Ming will send letters to kill people himself, and will also let others kill people on his behalf. There seems to be something odd about this.
Zhao Qiang is also curious. She got part of the truth from Liming's mouth, and even during her own investigation, she got the name - Jiang Zhuo - through the gibberish before his death of a person who was about to be eliminated.
There are a group of killers in the world who are being connected into a network in a wonderful way. And they are like Jiang Zhuo's puppets. At the center of the network hangs Dawn, who is rising in fame, and Zhao Qiang, who is killing silently.
Zhao Qiang increasingly felt the unparalleled suffocation of this big net, but she couldn't escape the pleasure of killing. She has never been afraid of death, because what guides her to kill is no longer hatred, but a weird desire to play with life and death.
Desires unique to serial killers.
And people who control other people's lives and deaths hate the feeling of being manipulated by others the most - Zhao Qiang thought this after accepting countless prey that were given to her.
This is called boredom.
She knew that she could no longer escape from this network, but it was enough to cause some waves.
Maybe it would be nice to end up killing yourself.
This was her last job.
As a killer, as a daughter, as a part of someone who wants to leave a mark on the world.
The torture of Wang Chuyue has become a daily routine, and Zhao Qiang does not need to think about the details at all. He only needs to act according to his inner thoughts and lay out the most perfect punishment.
Participants also need to be carefully screened.
This time, there were no names brought by Jiang Zhuo or Liming. Everyone, no matter young or old, their identity and interpersonal relationships are all designed by Zhao Qiang.
Father and daughter, father and son, mother and daughter...
It doesn’t necessarily need to be too much evil, as long as it can best complete the story and let all the factors activate and blend together. Zhao Qiang has created too many deaths, and there is no need for death this time.
At the same time, she wants to take everyone away - the people she hates, and the people she kind of likes.
But she never expected that there would be a different kind among these people. According to original expectations, the island needs a doctor. Being a doctor is a profession with extremely complicated emotions for Zhao Qiang. She did not intend to kill this person, but she had no idea that the role she had originally chosen would be replaced by another.
In addition to this, there is another variable that has landed on the island. Zhao Qiang was reminded of this from the beginning, because she recognized the appearance of each person she selected. She was wondering where Liang An's replacement came from, and then she discovered that there was another object on her seat... …
A pistol.
There is only one party who can freely give this thing.
Jiang Zhuo's shadow still lingers on the island, or it may be one of his spokespersons. But no matter what, Zhao Qiang wants to let this story continue.
So, the prologue begins.
