If you become a monster, you will succeed

At the same time that Feng Xue was cooking today's dinner under the fanatical gaze of a suspected female fan, businesses of all sizes in Backlund's Jowood District were approaching their get off work hours one after another.

Due to some historical reasons, Victoria strictly abides by the eight-hour working system. When it is off-duty time, even if the work at hand can be finished in two minutes, many people will choose to file directly and come back tomorrow.

Especially the recent serial murders in East District and Jowood District have made overtime work a very high-risk matter. Even people who used to have the tendency to work overtime now mostly choose to leave work early and go home.

Employees go home in twos and threes. Employees who used to like to cross the Gongyuan, the riverside and other shortcuts also consciously choose pedestrian streets and subway stations where more people come and go.

After all, the frequency of more than one homicide per day may not even splash a drop of water in a war-torn country. It is a record low in the simple and honest city of Shengluotan, but in the capital of Victoria, a self-proclaimed civilized country and a developed country, it is also Let these white-collar workers who think they have left the proletariat and entered the middle class panic.

Although you can always see a few police officers patrolling the streets, this is obviously not enough to give the public a sense of peace of mind. In the past two months, the criminals have not been arrested for a long time, which has greatly reduced the credibility of the Sivelas Field. Online There were even quite a few rumors of 'the devil is harvesting lives'. Legends such as cultists, demons, and antichrists were heard endlessly, casting a strange haze over Backlund, which already had a strong religious atmosphere, and even the doomsday of 2012. The prophecy was also used to talk about it, and it was almost said that Na Cui's last brigade would attack Backlund with the vampire army.

But no matter how tense the atmosphere is, some people will eventually give in for the sake of living, and some people who are struggling to live have to work overtime until late at night.

The night gradually enveloped the entire Backlund. Although the persistent smog caused by industrial development has gradually disappeared after treatment, the geographical environment of Backlund itself is doomed to the fact that it is prone to fog.

The gauze-like mist is not thick enough to even wet the skirt of the clothes, but it makes the already dim street lights even more hazy.

When the lights in the office were turned off, and employees who worked overtime until late at night rushed out of the office building, a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness focused again.

"Tsk, why are they all old men... Forget it, just pick someone who looks better. This kind of person's wife and children are generally not too ugly..." The cold eyes swept over each passerby, looking at Those tired and greasy middle-aged people had disappointment in their eyes.

Just as he was trying to find a man with a good face, a figure suddenly caught his attention.

It was a young woman, wearing an OL suit that is very common for white-collar workers in this world, and carrying a small handbag, walking quickly through the night.

Her appearance wasn't too outstanding, but she was also quite good-looking. The reason why she was attracted at first glance was because of her unusually plump body curves against the background of her uniform.

The slender and sensual legs are wrapped in slightly fleshy stockings, and a pair of high heels make the figure even taller.

A head of golden long hair was casually draped behind her, and it swayed gently with the twisting of her waist and hips, making one unable to help but want to throw her down from behind.

"Suck it, it's her!"

All previous thoughts were abandoned by the owner of those cold eyes at this moment, and a strong desire drove him to make a new choice.

...

Miranda walked out of the office building and walked quickly under the street lights. It was already late after get off work today, and there were very few pedestrians on the road, but the occasional policemen she saw gave her a little bit of courage to walk at night.

But only a little bit.

After all, in the past two months, the efficiency of the Backlund police has been too poor. Neither the church bombing case nor the Tussock River serial murder case has made any progress. Relying on the survival left by the criminal's perverted psychology, the face puzzle to deal with that was obtained, but even if such clues were obtained, the murderer was never caught.

"I hope the luck is not too bad. I really don't want to live a day like this!"

Miranda tightened her collar so that the cold spring mist would not seep into her body along the collar. She tried her best to walk where the streetlights could illuminate her, and turned her head from time to time to avoid being followed.

The apartment she lived in was not too far away. After walking for about fifteen minutes, Miranda finally saw the apartment she lived in.

As the elevator went up one by one, Miranda's mood also relaxed.

"Is the sensor light broken again?" Coughed twice, and found that the sensor light in the aisle was not on, Miranda frowned, walked quickly to the door of the house based on memory, rang her doorbell, and after a while , A young man's voice immediately came from inside the door:

"who?"

"Honey, it's me, Miranda!" Miranda replied casually, and the door lock made the sound of twisting, but at the moment the door opened, a figure suddenly jumped out of the shadows!

It was as abrupt as a fish jumping out of the water.

This figure has done this kind of action countless times. Long before he jumped out of the "water surface", he had already completed his "aiming" on the target.

One of his hands aimed at the back of Miranda's neck, while the other hand pulled towards the door that had just opened a gap at a faster speed.

"Successful!" The owner of the arm showed an excited look, and he could almost imagine what happened next.

That's right, just like before, tear open the door, forcefully rush into the room, and then control everyone, find something to support their eyes, let them look at themselves...

Just by thinking about it, the man can feel the incomparable physical pleasure, but to his surprise, his sure attack has failed!

coincide? Looking at the woman who suddenly lowered her head, the man had already grasped the doorknob with his left hand before he could change his movements, so he made a judgment almost instantly——

"That woman can't escape, open the door first!"

Huge force erupted from his hands, and the anti-theft door that had just opened a gap was forcibly ripped open, but what surprised him was that what appeared behind the door were not panic-stricken civilians, but two armed men. Men with guns!

"Damn it, I was fooled!"

The figure jumping out of the shadows immediately wanted to escape, but at this moment, Miranda, who had already rolled aside, suddenly took something out of her handbag.

In an instant, the entire corridor was like daytime—no, not just daytime, it was like an operating room under a shadowless lamp, without any shadow left.

At the same time, the doors on both sides of the aisle opened at the same time as if they had received an order. A group of men in body armor and goggles rushed out from different rooms. The next moment, the entire aisle was heard by piercing gunfire filled with...

Regarding chapter titles, I usually start with random titles, and then re-edit them after I finish writing them, but I recently changed to the codeword software of the writer assistant, which is really easy to use, and this thing is directly linked to the background of Dianniang, write After finishing, it is easy to click upload directly without paying attention when saving habitually, and the VIP chapter of Dianniang cannot change the name, so sometimes the chapter name does not match the content, or there is no chapter name at all, please sorry.