Chapter 77: Diary 2

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June 28, 2028, heavy rain.

After school today, she didn't wait for me early at the school gate as usual.

And I am the same as before, still not in the habit of carrying an umbrella.

If it was three years ago, I would have run home in the rain, but this time I chose to wait.

Also waiting with me was my head teacher, Teacher Song.

Like me, she didn't bring an umbrella.

Unlike other students, my relationship with Teacher Song is not good.

Because I think she is sick!

I don’t know if it was that trip to the zoo three years ago that awakened something strange in me. After returning from the zoo, I could feel other people’s inner emotions.

Looking at Teacher Song not far away, I can feel that she lives a very depressed and painful life.

I can even feel that she actually doesn't like the job of teaching.

But I don’t understand, why do I still persist in this job when I clearly don’t like it?

I once quietly approached Teacher Song and told her implicitly that if I wanted to change my job, I could ask my father to help.

But she rejected me.

I don't understand why she rejected me.

Are you embarrassed?

So I approached her many times and even made it clear, but she rejected me every time.

As I went to see Teacher Song more often, Teacher Song gradually became impatient and her temper became more and more irritable. Just today, she even scolded me loudly and asked me not to say those inexplicable words to her again.

I was not angry at Teacher Song's reprimand, because I knew that she was sick, and that she was seriously ill.

Looking at Teacher Song, who was frowning, talking loudly on the phone, and getting increasingly irritable, I felt that I should do something.

So, I quietly opened the zipper of my school bag, took out a tool hammer from inside, and approached her cautiously.

While she just hung up the phone and bent down to tie her shoelaces, I picked up the hammer and hit her head hard.

"Plop~"

Teacher Song fell to the ground in response.

She turned her head, looked at me in disbelief, and asked loudly what I wanted to do.

I was stunned.

How could Teacher Song ask this?

What do I want to do?

Of course I wanted to treat her illness.

Seeing me walking towards her step by step with a hammer in my hand, Teacher Song got scared and she started to back away, trying to stay away from me.

This makes me very angry.

I did this for her own good, why should she be afraid of me, and why should she reject me?

Sure enough, she was sick, and seriously ill.

My mother once said to me: If you are sick, you must treat it, otherwise you will die.

He once said to me: Each of us is sick, but some people are already sick and need help from others to be cured.

She once said to me: Xiao Mo Mo, you are very talented in treating diseases. I guess you will definitely become an excellent doctor when you grow up.

Yes, if you are sick, you must treat it.

So, I took the tool hammer and walked towards Teacher Song step by step.

Unfortunately, Teacher Song was very disobedient. She actually chose to run away and shouted for help.

hehe!

Call for help?

It was as if I was killing her.

Unfortunately, it was getting late now and it was raining heavily outside, so her call was destined to go unanswered.

But it won't be a problem if it continues like this.

I must cure her as soon as possible. Only in this way will she not be so painful, so depressed, and not so irritable.

So, I chased her to an alley.

A few days ago, there was a problem with the sewer in this alley and it was under emergency repair, but Teacher Song didn't know.

When she escaped here, she realized that it was a dead end.

So, she turned around and rushed towards me.

She wants to attack me!

Teacher Song is indeed sick, and has developed lesions. If he does not receive treatment, he will die.

So, the moment she rushed over, I hit her on the knee with a hammer.

Because I think she is too disobedient.

To prevent her from running, I had to incapacitate her, so I used a tool hammer to break her limbs.

To stop her from yelling, I smashed all her teeth again.

After doing this, she became obedient and stopped running and yelling, so I could treat her with peace of mind.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Her family must be anxious. I have to hurry up.

I picked up the hammer and hit her on the head.

During this period, she still wanted to resist, but with my full treatment, she no longer resisted or struggled, and lay motionless on the ground.

"Huh~~~"

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The treatment was over and I knew I had cured her.

If you don’t believe it, look, she didn’t respond even when I called her.

Teacher Song must be tired. After all, patients need to rest after their illness is cured.

I think she will thank me when she wakes up.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I decided to leave here first. After all, I didn't do this to get her thanks.

Look, I'm really a good person.

When I walked out of the alley, I saw my mother holding a red umbrella and looking for me anxiously on the road.

So, I put away the tool hammer that was still bleeding and ran over happily.





"Protruding(艹盘艹)"

When Xu Mo saw this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he cursed.

"Damn it, the original owner is really a perverted murderer!"

To be honest, Xu Mo had made speculations before about the original owner being a pervert.

But he quickly denied it.

The reason is also very simple. When he traveled through time, what he saw was not the body committing murder, but the shadow man killing people, and he was also one of the victims.

But the diary in his hand clearly recorded the process and details of the original owner's first murder.

Xu Mo has read countless detective novels, and many of them have said that many perverted murderers have the habit of keeping diaries.

This behavior is just like some couples who like to take videos when they are intimate.

Before, Xu Mo thought that the author was talking nonsense, but now Xu Mo believed it.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

What really made Xu Mo feel uneasy and frightened was that this diary was written twelve years ago.

Twelve years ago!

The first thing Xu Mo thought of was the 628 case.

"They all committed crimes on June 28th. Is it a coincidence?"

With this question in mind, Xu Mo continued to read the diary.

The following diary contains no records of daily life, but only records of how to kill people.

Even at the back of many diaries, there is a summary of the original owner's methods of committing the crime.

As more and more people were killed, the original owner became more and more skilled in committing crimes, leaving fewer and fewer traces and clues at the scene.

To some extent, the original owner has reached the point of perfect crime.

But this also made Xu Mo's heart gradually sink to the bottom.

If everything written in the diary is true, wouldn't he be the murderer Y who created the 628 case?