Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The alley was very dark, and there was another murder case, and even fewer people passed by there.

There was not even a single person around, the street lights on both sides of the road were broken, and it was even darker if you walked a little further.

The police put up a cordon to prevent anyone from approaching, and Jiang Zijin didn't have the courage to go in and take a closer look. She brought a video camera, which can take pictures with night vision.

"Why is there no one..."

The current time is eight o'clock in the evening, and there is still a while before the rest time of the residents of the community. There should be many people who come out for a walk.

Even if there are few people because of the murder, it is not impossible to see no one at eight o'clock.

Jiang Zijin plucked up the courage to lean forward, and raised the camera to zoom in.

There is still blood on the ground that has dried up and cannot be washed away, and the traces and fixed lines of the scene have been drawn with chalk on the ground.

The trace is a bit weird, where it should be the head but it is broken at the neck.

The murderer carved an '8' next to the fixed line. Jiang Zijin looked closely, and there seemed to be something next to the number...

like-

Rose petal.

Jiang Zijin wasn't quite sure about her guess, and was about to take another step forward, when someone slapped her on the back hard!

She was startled, and the camera in her hand was dropped on the ground by her. With a 'click', the lens was smashed into a crack.

"Little girl."

Behind him was a tall man in casual clothes. He was wearing a peaked cap covering his eyes, and his skin was almost sickly pale in the night.

"Do you know that there are dead people here, so you dare to look around alone?"

Jiang Zijin's nerves were already under extreme tension, and he almost lost his breath when he slapped her. Her black eyelashes were stained with tears from fright, and she was dragged away before she had time to feel sorry for the broken camera. a handful.

"I'm talking to you."

The man's eyes were cold, his palms were so wide that they could easily wrap around her arms, and his smooth jawline was also cold.

Jiang Zijin felt hurt from being pinched by him, she pursed her lips and looked up at him, her almond eyes were as clear as if washed with water, her delicate and beautiful face was full of innocence that didn't know much about the world.

"I just happened to be passing by."

The man obviously didn't believe it, "Passing by?"

The arms under the palms were incredibly tender, and the girl in front of her was extremely beautiful, and she was as soft as a newly weaned cat when she lowered her head and whispered.

"You made me break the camera...."

Jiang Zijin pointed to the camera on the ground, and said in a bad tone, "It was broken because of you."

"So you have to pay me back."

Her pretty face makes her look like an underage kid.

The man sneered, "How much, I will pay you."

Jiang Zijin didn't know how much his camera cost, so he casually mentioned a figure, and didn't expect him to give any money.

"Ten thousand."

She spread her hand towards the man, "How will you give it to me?"

The man looked down at the hand in front of him. It was very small, and the palm was white with pink in it.

"Take out your phone and I'll scan it for you."

Jiang Zijin didn't expect that he really gave it, and was stunned for a second.

The man raised his eyebrows, "No more money?"

The condescending tone made Jiang Zijin very unhappy.

"You're dragging me, how can I hold my phone?"

The man seemed to have noticed that he was still holding her arm, the skin under his hand was soft and smooth.

Instead, it was me, with rough calluses on my hands, afraid that too much force would scratch her.

"I'm afraid you will go in and destroy the scene of the crime."

The man's voice was dull, but with a magnetic and low deterrent force.

Obviously she hadn't exerted any strength yet, so she put on that pitiful look of being in pain.

Zhou Zeyu has seen many such curious people, and hopes to sell them for a good price online with his curious photos.

Plenty of people with a knack for gory novelty pictures are willing to pay a lot of money for it.

"I don't think people who come to the crime scene with cameras at night are just passing by."

The girl in front of him was obviously taken aback, the arm in the palm of his hand trembled, and the soft flesh sank into his fingers, as slippery as jade, but much softer and more comfortable than jade.

Zhou Zeyu's heart beat faster for a moment, he pursed his lips, but it became colder when he spoke.

"I don't care what you have in mind, don't come near here."

Jiang Zijin originally wanted to have a good talk with him, but the tone of the person in front of her was like a gun and a stick, and she couldn't help her temper because of the order-like tone.

"What's on my mind?"

"It's obvious that you are acting suspiciously, but you still hold me tight."

Zhou Zeyu's gaze was cold and gloomy in the night.

I don't know what kind of psychology it is.

I want to teach this beautiful kid in front of me a good lesson.

"Do you know what kind of person murderers like to pick?"

Jiang Zijin choked on his cold words.

"What, who...?"

The man's dark eyes under the peaked cap were deep, "You are young and beautiful."

He leaned close to Jiang Zijin's neck, and there was a sweet cherry scent on the soft white flesh.

"You can also see that those who died didn't have heads?"

Zhou Zeyu's voice was cold, but there seemed to be an unscrupulous tone.

"He'll start here," the man's hand brushed across Jiang Zijin's snow-white neck, and he didn't continue until he saw the girl trembling slightly, "cut it open with a sharp knife..."

"Seeing you clutching your neck in pain and begging for help, until you died in fear and despair..."

"Slowly cut off your head again—and hide."

"Who knows what he'll do before you die?"

"Even if you take off your skirt and open your legs, no matter how much you cry, you won't be able to refuse him."

"You have nothing to do with him."

Zhou Zeyu smelled the sweet fragrance on her neck, and began to fantasize non-stop in his mind.

Everyone loves a kid like that.

If he was the murderer—

Will she be unable to bear the same broken cry?

Will you keep pushing him with those limp hands, begging him with red eyes and nose, not to kill her?

Zhou Zeyu suddenly became a little excited.

It's a shame to be excited by the chaotic thoughts in your own head.

But the overly beautiful face of the person in front of him made everything reasonable.

I'm afraid it's not just me, everyone who sees her will have invisible thoughts.

Zhou Zeyu said to her in an almost malicious tone: "Are you an adult?"

unacceptable.

Jiang Zijin choked her throat, her nose turned sour, her eyes were flushed like oil paint, and her slender and delicate eyebrows were raised.

"Go away..."

The hand on the neck was slightly cold, which gave her goosebumps.

The hand on the arm also firmly clamped her, and the rough calluses made her painful.

what man.

He obviously didn't know him, and deliberately pulled her arm to threaten her.

Jiang Zijin's voice was also soft, and her beautiful eyes drooped.

"abnormal."

She sniffed, tears streaming down the back of her eyes.

"If you don't let go, I'll call the police."