Starting from you are my glory

"I strangled her neck tightly from behind with my hands!"

"She was wearing a bright red coat that day, humming a song and riding in the alleys of the old city."

"I have been staying there for more than a month. I clearly remember all her itineraries, all routes and even the time it took to cross that road!"

"But that day was different! She was obviously much later, and she was not alone! On her car seat, there was a little girl wearing a pink coat and holding a strawberry doll!"

"I was planning to do it tomorrow!"

"After all, any deviation will affect my plan and ultimately lead to flaws in my art."

"But! But when her daughter calls her mother so happily and affectionately, she also responds happily!"

"I just can't stand it anymore!"

"Why? Why?!"

"The instinctive love and care from a mother that is so easily available to others is beyond my reach in this life?!"

"This world is hell! Hans's paintings have made it very clear!"

"Since the demons have come to the human world, I, the person responsible for cleaning up the demons in the human world, should fulfill my original obligations!"

"This is a test for me and the only way for me to realize my artistic pursuits!"

"You don't know!" Zhang Sicheng's almost crazy muttering continued in the recorder.

"Before she died, she was still telling her daughter to run away!"

"She actually tried to fight with me, the messenger who exorcises evil in this world!"

"Just to buy her daughter such ridiculous time to escape!!!"

"I tried harder, little by little, and watched her struggle, slowly losing strength. Then I applied more force, tightening the thin rope tightly under the skin of her neck."

"You have to know how rare it is to have a demon that can be made into a work of art. I must ensure the death of this demon before I can give it to her according to my standards, my artistic taste, and the paintings of Hans Prophet. She performed the prescribed death posture!"

"Art is the final salvation for this world that has fallen into hell!"

"But!" The frantic voice in the recorder suddenly became panicked, "But the devil's daughter is missing!"

"I searched hard in that area. I searched all the places I thought I might be hiding, but there was not enough time left for me to make art!"

"For the sake of art, I have to let go of the devil's daughter for the time being, but it doesn't matter. I still have a lot of time, enough time for me to wait and search until she can be made into a work of art and dedicated to the great prophet. !”

"But my arm..."

The sound in the recorder stopped suddenly, not because Zhang Sicheng stopped talking to himself, but because the recorder ran out of power.

In the room during the day, dark and thick curtains blocked out all sunlight. Zhang Shanshan was gritting his teeth and slamming his body against the wall again and again until he resisted the evil thoughts in his heart and crawled off the ground sweating profusely. rise.

"Molan."

"Liu Meng."

"That was Du Mei just now."

As he spoke and wrote, the pen tip paused for a moment before continuing: "The last one, my mother, Bai Xiaofu."

"Died in a car accident, but before the car accident, he was chased by Zhang Sicheng!"

"So, there are four victims in total, three of whom died directly and one died indirectly."

Looking at the names on the paper, he checked it with the plot content in his memory. After confirming that these were all the victims of the serial murder case 11 years ago, Zhang Shanshan took out a lighter and lit the paper in front of him.

Watching the flames devour the paper, watching the ground turn into ashes, watching the bright fire grow from small to huge, from beating to extinguishing, Zhang Shanshan also stood up, put away the charged recorder, and walked out of the room without hesitation. .

Today is the 60th day since the purchase and installation of the voice recorder. The weather has gradually turned colder. Last night, Zhang Sicheng fell ill again, which also allowed Zhang Shanshan, who had been collecting detailed information, to get the final victim information. Everything has been prepared. Complete!

"Young man, what are you doing here?"

Outside the Nandu City Public Security Bureau, looking at the motionless Zhang Shanshan, the guard guard was very vigilant and asked as he walked: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

"Uncle." Looking back, Zhang Shanshan responded with a smile: "I'm here to see Captain Lu Xingzhi."

"Are you looking for Xiao Lu?" Hearing the familiar name, the uncle relaxed a little and asked, "Why are you looking for Xiao Lu?"

"I have some case evidence that I would like to submit."

"Okay." After hearing that it was related to the case again, the uncle stopped questioning and waved towards Zhang Shanshan, "Then you go in, Xiao Lu is on the second floor."

"Thank you uncle!"

"Captain Lu, I'm looking for you!" Outside the captain's office, enthusiastic Xiao Ming led Zhang Shanshan and knocked on the door of Lu Xingzhi's office.

"Looking for me?" Lu Xingzhi removed his gaze from the materials files on the table and looked at Zhang Shanshan behind Xiao Ming.

Strange, unknown, there is resistance in his eyes, but also a hint of expectation, contradictory, he is forcing himself!

With more than ten years of experience as a criminal police officer, Lu Xingzhi made a preliminary judgment at the first sight of Zhang Shanshan.

"Who are you? What do you want from me? Have we known each other before?"

"I know you, Captain Lu." Zhang Shanshan walked into Lu Xingzhi's office at Xiao Ming's signal, "But you don't know me."

"Yeah." Lu Xingzhi nodded, "Then why do you want to see me?"

"I have some information related to previous cases that I want to hand over to you!"

Just as Lu Xingzhi was about to speak, Zhang Shanshan on the opposite side continued: "But I hope you can bring the former police officer Wei Zhengrong with you."

"Because of this information, Officer Wei will definitely want to know."

In front of Lu Xingzhi's serious expression, Zhang Shanshan said in an almost relieved tone: "Because, these information involve the serial murder case 11 years ago!"

"Are you sure?" Lu Xingzhi, who could no longer maintain his sitting posture, stood up excitedly, holding his hands on the desk and leaning out his entire upper body, so that he could be closer to Zhang Shanshan and make it easier for him to see better. Be clearer.

Because the words from the strange young man in front of him made him lose heart.

The serial murder case 11 years ago?

The murder case that he encountered on the first day he transferred from the police to the criminal police, the murder case that made his master Wei Zhengrong feel guilty, transferred to another job, and even guilty, the murder case that almost caused his comrade to be hit and killed by a car? !

Zhang Shanshan said nothing, but looked firmly at Lu Xingzhi's eagle-like eyes.

"Xiao Ming!"

"Here, there, Captain Lu." Xiao Ming, who was feeling the tense atmosphere in the space, quickly came back to his senses and said, "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"I'm going out."

"Before I come back, please keep this person company..."

Halfway through his words, Lu Xingzhi remembered that he still didn't know the name of the young man in front of him, but that was not the key now. Lu Xingzhi pointed at Zhang Shanshan.

"Stay with this comrade who is willing to provide clues."

"We won't leave even an inch!"

"Do you understand?!"

"Copy that, Army Corps, promise not to leave even an inch!"

Zhang Shanshan shrugged indifferently, and then calmly accepted the last gaze from Lu Xingzhi, who was about to leave.

Hurry up.

The sooner you find someone, the sooner I can tell you all the truth!

I can hardly hold it in any longer!

It can also be said that I am almost there and can’t bear it anymore!

The darkness is right in front of you! I need light! But there is nothing I can do!