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There is always a time when a meal is finished.

My sister walked beside me contentedly with her belly bulging out.

"I can handle the canteen food for the next week." My sister touched her belly inelegantly and sighed like an old lady.

"You are exaggerating." I smiled.

After walking out of the mall and walking back along the road, I looked up and saw the scene of the crime.

There were police cars parked there, and the scene was cordoned off and surrounded by plastic sheets. There seemed to be people cleaning up inside.

My sister soon noticed the movement there.

The police pulled up the isolation cordon, but they couldn't help but there were still curious onlookers peeking outside the cordon. Even though all they could see was blue plastic sheeting, the people refused to leave.

There were also such onlookers across the street from where we were. It's just that most of these people are clerks in shops along the street, as well as passers-by attracted by the chatter of these clerks.

There was a young man in work uniform who was vividly talking about the scene that had just happened, while he was sighing and expressing his own opinions.

Most people were more interested in his discussion because what he described was vague, that is, a madman beat two passers-by, then took out a knife and stabbed them, which was very brief.

The topic of discussion quickly extended from this vicious incident to various social news that happened in the past.

As people continued to join, the clerk would tell him what just happened again.

My sister was a little scared, stopped smiling, and looked at me uneasily.

I held her shoulders and said calmly: "It's okay. There are only a few like this. If you encounter me, just run away. Didn't that person just say that he took out the knife after the fight. It was just the anger after the quarrel. Come on, get excited."

I said it as lightly as I could, "You're usually at school, it's fine."

Relatively speaking, the campus is certainly safer. There may be some thieves, but there will be far fewer such malicious people. There may be more cases where students get into disputes and turn into tragedies.

My sister gradually relaxed.

We passed through this section of the road and heard no more comments.

When I got home, my parents had just finished eating, and my father was watching the news in the living room. It happened to be on the news.

Mom and dad immediately asked us about our situation.

"We were still in the movie theater at that time." I answered and glanced at the news screen.

Reporters arrived afterwards and took footage of the police at work, as well as videos provided by passers-by.

The latter picture is even blurrier, and only a rough outline can be seen in the shaky picture. Especially after the man took out the knife, the photographer was also very panicked and moved back to avoid taking a clear picture of what happened. The bloody scene of disembowelment was not captured on film. The photographer focused the camera on the subdued man. When there were screams from the injured, he turned the camera to take pictures of the situation there. But the chaotic crowd prevented him from filming.

The scene was not captured, but the reporter found passers-by who were watching at the time.

The person being interviewed was still covered in blood, and when he talked about the scene of his intestines flying out, he looked disgusted and wanted to vomit. He quickly turned around and went to find the ambulance.

The blood all over the ground is enough to prove the tragedy of that time.

Another passerby mentioned the deceased who had his entire face stabbed.

"It's definitely not just like that when we met on the road. It must be a grudge. All three of them are abnormal."

"I don't know why the fight started. It was the one with the knife who started the fight. There was no quarrel. The two asked him what he was doing and called him crazy or crazy. Then the three of them started fighting, and the man came out with the knife."

The information provided by these passers-by is of little use.

They all just discovered this unexpected situation while walking. They didn't know the cause of the incident.

But there were also shops along that street, and there was a shop owner who saw what happened.

"...The man, the murderer, stood there for a long time. He was looking over there, across the road. He didn't know what he was looking at. Oh, I didn't know what he was looking at. I thought He was waiting for someone. He was standing over there, looking over there. "Then the other two people came over and talked about that female star." Just say it, just say it."

The boss seemed to be very excited, "Then the man started beating them. When they started fighting, he didn't say anything, just hit them and took out the knife. It looked very scary. He just killed them, then It’s so cruel! They must not know each other. They walked past him and haven’t seen each other for many days..."

As the boss talked, he began to think about it. When the reporter asked, he replied: "It seems to be him. I can't remember clearly. People often look over there these days. Yesterday, there was one who didn't look in front of me when he was walking. , look over there, I hit someone. I don’t remember clearly! The police can probably find it.”

The boss provided a lot of information and asked the local news station reporter to interview him thoroughly.

However, the surveillance video at the entrance of the store was handed over to the police. The police gave priority to investigating the case, and reporters could not obtain the video for the time being. The police have not announced the identity of the deceased, and reporters can only interview passers-by to fill in the news.

"The billboard over there..." My sister had already thought of something.

"Gu Yan's billboard." I said, remembering that my sister had a roommate who was a fan of Gu Yan and was sad about Gu Yan's death. "They were too emotionally involved, so they became impulsive. That classmate of yours..." I looked at my sister.

"She should be fine. She's just listening to music, so it's nothing." The younger sister shook her head.

Hope it's nothing.

After my parents expressed their concerns about social security, our family ended the topic.

I returned to the room and received a message from Wu Ling. Their search failed, as the ghost had left the area.

I told the thin guys about this in the group and reminded them to be more careful.

Who knows if a crazy fan of Gu Yan will suddenly appear next to him, be influenced by Gu Yan, and suddenly attack people?

Those of us who know the truth share this concern.

The thin man was even more stunned and said: "How can we prevent this? There is absolutely no way... Can we not mention Gu Yan?"

"What if she goes one step further?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked, "If she is the ghost king in the future, she will expand her territory, right?"

"No, if you look at what Brother Qi has seen several times, they are not constantly trying to expand." The thin man retorted.

"That was in the future world, when the territory has been divided up. This one is the new ghost king. And Lina. They should all be new ghost kings. There are also some ghost kings in the real world who are killing people and expanding. own influence," Chen Xiaoqiu continued.

What she said made sense.

"Anyone who speaks ill of her will be killed. Sooner or later, people will find out. By then, no one will say anything anymore, and the rules she set will be useless. The Ghost King's rules are used to kill people, and they should not be used by his own rules. Limit it." Chen Xiaoqiu was saying.

Notifications popped up on my phone.

A piece of major social news was sent out by the APP of the social networking site: "A fire broke out at the Nantian Fan Club, causing heavy casualties among fans."

Good night everyone~