【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah】
[Quick, quack, quack]
[Nima’s scares me to death! ! ! 】
[Wonderful! Feng Zai’s improvisations are always so wonderful]
[Fuck, you’re crazy! This man is so powerful and terrifying]
[My husband is so crazy and handsome and I love him so much~(¯﹃¯)]
The barrage that comes with the work and the real official website barrage seem to be engaging in some kind of joint performance art. When viewed together, it is both absurd and funny.
However, Qin Feng didn't stop. Many viewers who thought they were familiar with his style were still looking forward to his sudden change of attitude, but they never saw it.
"...Xiao, Xiao Zhanggui?"
His voice was trembling, and he leaned over to look at the corpse on the ground. His voice was very soft, like a feather.
Qin Feng's eyes became red, with some tears, but the more obvious ones were bloodshot.
He trembled and slowly squatted down. The one finger he stretched out also trembled, and he carefully reached under the NPC's nose.
In two seconds, or maybe only one second, Qin Feng's index finger retracted suddenly. Not only this arm, but his entire upper body collapsed backward in shock and sat on the ground.
He looked at Xiao Zhanggui's body, his body swaying uncontrollably, his legs and feet moving in vain on the floor, as if he wanted to escape in this posture, but he couldn't move at all because of the huge shock and panic.
"……vomit!"
Qin Feng suddenly convulsed. He put his body on the ground with one hand and turned his head to retching. He immediately covered his mouth tightly, his brows furrowed, his eyes trembled in pain, and the whimpering sound of vomiting came out only from between his fingers. It was dull and sounded extremely desperate.
His tears just flowed down. I don't know if they were physiological tears brought about by nausea or actual emotional drive, maybe both.
After just a few depressing seconds, Qin Feng put down the hand covering his mouth and took a few breaths in a disorderly manner. His eyes no longer dared to fall on Xiao Zhanggui's body.
He was panicked and frightened. He did not dare or could not face the fact that "he accidentally killed someone". Although his eyes were still blinking nervously, his eyes were completely unfocused. His whole expression was "six gods without master". An extremely appropriate comment was made.
After panting for a long time, Qin Feng stood up from the ground with his arms folded. In the process, he almost collapsed on the ground again because of his weak legs.
He stepped back step by step, but did not have the courage to leave. He looked left and right, as if he was trying to find a life-saving straw in this dark entertainment area.
Qin Feng just looked at it, turning his head erratically and moving his confused eyes until his eyes saw the clamp.
He seemed to have made some decision, and his body no longer shook so violently. He walked over, took the notebook and pen to the sofa that was far away from the bar and the corpse, and could be said to be diagonal to each other. He knelt on the ground, pressed the ballpoint pen, pulled out a piece of white paper and put it on the top of the notebook. Lie down with your head down and start writing.
my confession
sorry! sorry! sorry!
I am Tao Jing, I killed him!
…
he died!
I killed him!
I don't want to, I really don't want to
…
It was him first
…
Qin Feng, who was writing with trembling hands, suddenly stopped and yelled in collapse.
"He was the one who wanted to kill me first!"
He frantically threw the board clip and ballpoint pen to the ground again, and threw them under the sofa.
"It was him first, it was him first!"
Qin Feng sobbed and cried, hugging himself tightly with both arms, crying like he was about to convulse, "He killed my sister... and now he wants to kill me..."
He let go of his arms, buried his face deeply in his hands, knelt beside the sofa and cried bitterly, his shoulders and back shaking violently.
[Ah, my heart is clenched]
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Miss Tao Jing (although she is played by Mr. Qin) is so pitiful, I give you a hug]
[It’s so true. Killing someone by mistake is so unexpected. It’s really easy to break down if you suddenly become a murderer]
Qin Feng's cries were muffled in his hands, but at this time no one felt that it was inappropriate for a man with strong muscles and a well-proportioned body to cry like a woman.
The one kneeling there was just Tao Jing.
Although not physically, her soul is there.
…
"I understand!"
Zhan Xuesong, who was struggling on the sofa, finally stood up and fainted because he got up too hard.
"Security, pursuit of security..."
He pointed at the sofa with a ballpoint pen and said firmly, "This is a very common mentality of perpetrators, especially in manslaughter."
"Even if the murder was planned and carried out on their own initiative, many criminals still cannot face the fact of their crimes. They will feel uneasy and scared because they know that this is an undoubted crime and it is wrong. Therefore, their morality and conscience invisibly strongly condemned what they had done, which also contributed to their emotional panic."
The more Zhan Xuesong spoke, the more coherent he became. He looked carefully at the angle formed by the pair of sofas and sighed:
"There is indeed someone hiding in this place, and this person is the murderer himself."
He pursed his lips, exhaled a deep breath, and said seriously:
“There is a phenomenon discussed in psychology, that is, people will seek small enclosed spaces and hide in them to gain a sense of security.
"This is actually a survival instinct engraved in the body. During the embryonic period, we are in the mother's warm womb, and the space is narrow and airtight. At the same time, the instinct will also tell us that in such a small space, your contact with the outside world is difficult. Less, in other words, you eliminate some potential dangers and are safer.
"This phenomenon also applies to criminal psychology. Because prisoners know that they have done bad things and wrong things, they will invisibly feel that they are being watched by countless pairs of eyes under the rebuke and rejection of their moral conscience. They Afraid of these knowledgeable and righteous eyes, they will look for small and closed places to hide.
"In such a confined space, everything is within reach and full of certainty. No police will suddenly pop up from the corner and raise their guns at you, and no one else will discover you, attack you, or even attack you. There really are, and they all exist within the scope of their ability to deal with them. Therefore, prisoners will feel safe and subconsciously pursue this sense of security.
"On the contrary, if they are exposed, it means that there are 'invisible eyes' and unknowns all around them, and such potential 'monitoring' eyes and unknown and uncertain environment are the most terrifying. "
Zhan Xuesong stopped narrating and popularizing science, and stared at the corner of the sofa with solemn eyes:
"All that said. The killer tried to get out of here. Must be."
…
Qin Feng stood up from the ground with his legs trembling.
He looked around, his expression becoming more and more panicked. Everything around him felt so strange. The decorative paintings on the walls were alive, and even the light reflected from the bottles on the wine cabinet looked like eyes.
"no no……"
Qin Feng lowered his head, shook his head, moved his feet, and unknowingly stood on tiptoe, as if the ground he stepped on turned into a sea of knives and fire, and soon a group of righteous flames would roar up and engulf him. His whole body was wrapped up and he fell towards hell.
He raised his head hesitantly and suddenly looked at the pair of sofas that were still neatly arranged.
