Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

But she dared not yell.

In this situation, yelling would probably be even worse.

She tried her best to overcome this sudden sense of tension and fear, and tried to be as quiet as possible, her mind spinning rapidly.

The man who knocked her out and brought her here, she had a few circles in her mind.

Although she had never seen it before, she was sure of one thing.

The feeling he gave her was dark and gloomy.

The bloodthirsty light that flashed in his eyes for a moment was not fake.

She thought of the extremely realistic dream she had on the night when the corpse dismemberment case happened on campus.

One possibility occurred to her.

This possibility made her whole body shudder, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

There was a layer of cold sweat on her palms and back.

Suddenly, not far away, there was a slight sound.

Qiao Zhinuan tensed up instantly.

She listened to the sound, like the sound of porcelain, very slight.

This means that there are people in the space she is in now!
The man didn't say a word, but he was in this room, watching her quietly.

Qiao Zhinuan gritted her teeth tightly, suppressed the scream that was about to break through her throat, and then closed her eyes deeply.

The enemy does not move, I do not move.

She can't act rashly.

Even if the muscles all over her body were tense and trembling slightly, she absolutely couldn't take the first step.

The man leaned against the door frame, holding a long knife with a thin and sharp blade in his hand.

The sound Qiao Zhinuan heard just now was not porcelain, but the sound of a blade hitting the door frame.

He raised his eyebrows, feeling very strange.

this woman...

He clearly woke up, but he sat there without making a sound, not even a scream.

This is the only one among the many women he got that didn't scream after waking up.

This made him feel strange.

The corner of the mouth is tilted up, which is really interesting.

He had already sharpened the knife, but now he suddenly wanted to wait.

Wait and see how this woman will react, and how long she can last before collapsing.

In particular, he brought a piece of black feldspar from outside.

Putting it on the ground, he moved a small stool and sat aside, then sharpened the knife on the whetstone.

Rub, rub, rub.

Such a sound is like a note of death.

Qiao Zhinuan's teeth started to chatter from fear.

She heard it.

This is the whetstone.

This man is sharpening a knife.

This just confirmed her idea that she was caught by the so-called serial murderer now!
What is she going to do!
Qiao Zhinuan's mind was crazy, as if in a movie, the images of dismembered corpses flashed frame by frame.

She hugged her legs tightly, curled up in a corner, and clenched her hands tightly.

She clenched her teeth tightly, but refused to say a word.

The man had been sharpening the knife for about 10 minutes, and his patience had already been worn out.

He said, "Are you dumb?"

Qiao Zhinuan's body froze suddenly.

This person's voice was exactly the same as the voice heard in the monitor of Anlisa Castle.

It was hoarse, as if it had been smoked.

She shook her head.

"Then why don't you speak?"

The man spoke again.

Qiao Zhinuan knew that he couldn't go against his wishes now, but he had to follow his wishes. When he spoke, he had to answer.

She barely opened her mouth: "You, hello."

There was a silent silence.

Qiao Zhinuan curled up her fingers in fear.

Immediately, the hoarse broken gong voice suddenly laughed.

As if it was a blower fan used to burn fires in the countryside, Qiao Zhinuan paused for a few seconds before distinguishing that the man was smiling.

His footsteps stepped on the ground, making a heavy sound.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

How could Qiao Zhinuan not be afraid?
When she spoke just now, her upper and lower teeth were chattering.

The man came around, came behind Qiao Zhinuan, reached out and took off the blindfold on her eyes.

The blindfolds on Qiao Zhinuan's eyes fell off.

Only then did she see her environment clearly.

This is a dimly lit place similar to a warehouse, the surrounding is dark and damp, there are some steel bars and the like everywhere, and there is an open space in this warehouse.

In the open space, there is an iron cage.

She was locked in this iron cage, with chains tied to her hands and feet, and fixed on iron nails nailed around the iron cage.

Standing in front of her, with the dim light bulb above your head, is the man who spoke just now.

There is a shadow cast on the ground.

Shadow held a long knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife fell to the ground.

Qiao Zhinuan remembered the scene in that dream.

The man crouched down and looked at her through the cage.

Qiao Zhinuan was suddenly surprised.

this man...

Wearing a mask and a peaked cap all the time, she thought she would look ugly.

And quite the opposite.

This person looks very handsome, with delicate facial features, small eyes with single eyelids, and a face as big as a palm. If he were to wear a wig and let him pretend to be a woman, no one would think that he is a fake.

"You know who I am?"

Open your mouth, still smoky voice.

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

"Then do you know what I want to do with this knife?"

The long knife slapped the iron cage in front of him twice, and Qiao Zhinuan shrank his neck sharply with a piercing voice.

She nodded.

"kill me."

The man laughed again.

"You are really interesting."

He reached out, grabbed Qiao Zhinuan's ankle chain, pulled her over from the corner of the iron cage, and patted her face.

"You quite like me, I will give you the right to choose, where do you want me to cut first?"

Qiao Zhinuan's body trembled uncontrollably.

When a person faces death, the deep sense of fear almost breaks her whole body from the inside.

Especially now that he is facing a vicious murderer.

However, a sentence flashed in her mind.

【Anyone has curiosity, what you have to grasp is his curiosity, and then expand this curiosity. 】

curiosity.

to his appetite.

Qiao Zhinuan now needs to grasp this point to make the murderer interested in him, and then slowly expand it to save his life.

"I...you introduce me, the first place where the pain is less."

Lian Hongjie smiled again.

No one ever asked him that question.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I'm the most afraid of pain, pain. If I'm in too much pain, I won't be able to talk with you." Qiao Zhinuan's teeth chattered when he spoke.

"Hahaha!"

Lian Hongjie laughed out loud.

His current interest was really aroused by Qiao Zhinuan.

"Let me tell you, among the women I killed, there were two. They cut off their hands first, as well as their feet, ears, and noses. Anyway, if they didn't cut off a part, they would all cry and cry. As if they were about to die, I gagged their mouths."

Qiao Zhinuan's pupils constricted violently when he heard this man casually uttered murderous words.

He reached into the cage and patted Qiao Zhinuan's shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't let you die so tragically."

He went on to say: "Every murder is a fine carving of a work of art. Haven't you noticed that the pieces of corpses I cut up are all the most beautiful?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't dare to speak.

Lian Hongjie thought for a while, "You wait."

He stood up and went out.

Only then did Qiao Zhinuan grab the railing.

The railing was sticky, and Qiao Zhinuan suddenly let go, only to find that the palm of his hand was completely red.

She was trembling.

She must hold on!

Be sure to stay steady, don't panic.

Never panic.

From what the murderer said just now, it sounds like he should have a psychological problem.

She remembered that the attending doctor in Luo Min's psychiatry said: "The best way is to follow her, don't stimulate her, and make her see you as the same kind of person appropriately, disintegrating her psychological defense function .”

Now she wants to treat this murderer as a mental patient like Luo Min.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Qiao Zhinuan looked up and saw him coming in with a sack on his shoulders.

It was very difficult for him to walk, he was out of breath, Qiao Zhinuan clearly saw that his left leg was a little limp, and he staggered when he walked.

The sack fell to the ground, moved suddenly, and there was a humming sound inside.

He stuck the mouth of the sack and poured out the contents of the sack.

It's a pig!

A pig with its front and rear legs tied!

This pig weighed at least seventy to eighty catties by visual inspection.

When turning on the ground, the fat on his body trembled.

"Let me demonstrate it to you."

Lian Hongjie didn't take his long knife this time.

It's a small knife that looks like an ordinary pen.

It's like a utility knife.

Qiao Zhinuan was wondering, suddenly, the knife rose and fell.

The sharpest part was inserted into one of the pig's eyes...

…………

The police station was lit all night.

Except for the identity of the party involved in the fourth case, which has not yet been finalized, the other three cases have been returned to the family members and buried in peace.

In the case files, there is a similarity starting from the second case.

There were some tiny scratches on the corpses, whether they were rotting or soaked in water.

Even on the face.

"Bring the photo here!"

Wei Jingtian asked someone to bring a photo of the case file, which was the original shooting.

Mo Qing picked up a photo and squinted to see the scars on it, which seemed to be a pattern.

"plum bossom."

Mei Lin opened the photo and stitched the three photos together, "This one is in the shape of a plum blossom, and this one is also a flower. Look, they are basically flowers."

The body parts were separated. At that time, none of the police officers who handled the case noticed that it turned out that this was carving...on the human body?

"This is a utility knife."

A female police officer in the technical department said, "I've heard it before at the Art Academy, and it's this kind."

She searched for pictures online.

In the picture, various knives are placed side by side, with different thicknesses and lengths.

"This is only used in general carving."

Bang.

Mo Qing crushed a water glass.