The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

During the university holidays, Xie Xuan'an took his younger brother Xie Ran back to the old house that had not been inhabited for a long time.

The house seemed to be covered in dust over the years, exuding a decayed atmosphere, especially the locked room, which seemed to hide endless secrets.

In the evening, Xie Ran pulled Xie Xuan'an's arm and said in a flattering manner:

"Brother, I'm afraid to sleep alone, so let me sleep in the same room with you tonight."

Xie Xuan frowned and said helplessly: "How old are you, and you are still so timid."

Xie Ran shook Xie Xuan'an's arm and said coquettishly, "Brother, please, I beg you, I promise to be good and not make trouble."

Xie Xuan'an looked at his brother's expectant eyes and finally agreed.

The two brothers had no choice but to share a bed.

Before going to bed, Xie Ran jumped on the bed excitedly and accidentally bumped into Xie Xuan. He smiled and said, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Xie Xuanan patted Xie Ran's head gently and said, "Stop making trouble and go to sleep quickly."

Xie Ran crawled into the bed and leaned closer to Xie Xuan'an, with his hand resting affectionately on Xie Xuan'an's body.

At night, Xie Ran fell into a deep sleep after a while. He soon fell into a sweet dream, breathing evenly.

But Xie Xuan'an stared wide-eyed in the darkness, all kinds of bloody and horrifying scenes kept appearing in his mind, making his heart beat like a drum.

Xie Xuan'an had no desire to sleep. His eyes fell on Xie Ran's fair neck, and his eyes gradually became eager.

He slowly took out a sharp knife from under the bed and pointed it at Xie Ran's neck.

At this moment, a trace of reason suddenly flashed through his mind. He was startled and realized his terrible thoughts. He quickly hid the knife under the bed.

At some point, Xie Xuan'an stood up quietly like a ghost, gently opened the door, and walked into the darkness.

The early morning sun tried to penetrate the gap in the curtains, and Xie Ran woke up from his sleep, stretched and rubbed his eyes. When he found that his brother's seat was empty, he shouted loudly: "Brother!" However, the only response to him was empty silence.

After a while, Xie Xuan'an dragged his heavy steps back to the room, his face full of fatigue. Xie Ran hurriedly said: "Brother, I don't want to eat breakfast. I have an appointment with my classmates to go out and play. Do you want to go?"

Xie Xuan'an frowned and said in a low voice:

"I'm very tired. I haven't slept well these past few days. Go have fun. Remember to call me when you come back."

Although there was reluctance in Xie Ran's eyes, he still obediently went out.

When Xie Xuan'an saw his brother leave, he immediately took out a yellowed notebook and a worn pen from the drawer as if possessed, and began to frantically list the various cases committed by the protagonist in the novel he wrote.

He wrote: stabbed to death with a dagger, hacked to death with an axe, beaten to death with a stick, strangled to death, poisoned to death, thrown to death from a tall building, buried alive, burned to death,

Frozen to death, electrocuted to death, run over by a car, shot to death, slit throat with a knife, hung with a rope, hit to death with a hammer, beaten to death with a brick, hit to death with a bottle, hit to death with a chair, beaten to death with a broom, chopped to death with a kitchen knife, stabbed to death with glass shards, stabbed to death with scissors, cut to death with a sickle,

Beheaded, disemboweled, had their hearts dug out, their kidneys removed, their limbs severed, were killed by blows to the back of their heads, had their hearts pierced by daggers, had their carotid arteries cut by knives, were suffocated in water tanks, were drowned in lakes, were attacked from behind and beaten to death with sticks, were shot to death by arrows, had their arteries cut by sharp glass fragments, were smothered to death with pillows,

Being tied up with ropes and thrown into the river, being drugged and buried alive, having food poisoned and then dying from the poison, having one's throat cut while sleeping, being deliberately hit by a car and dying from excessive blood loss, being shot in the wilderness and bleeding to death, having one's hands and feet tendons cut with a knife and then bleeding to death, being pushed down from a height and hitting a sharp object and dying,

Shot to death with a crossbow, burned to death in the wilderness, pierced to death by a trap set in the woods, hit to death on the head with an iron hammer, starved to death in a basement, suffocated to death by having a pillow smothered in the mouth and nose while sleeping,

Being thrown to death in an elevator shaft, being pierced by a crossbow arrow, being stabbed to death with a harpoon, having one's throat cut with a sickle, having one's abdomen pierced with a spike, being stabbed to death with a javelin, being crushed to death by a heavy object in an empty factory, being beaten to death with a stick in a dark alley,

Stabbed to death in an abandoned warehouse, stoned to death at the beach, stabbed to death by sharp bamboo in a trap in the mountains, suffocated to death by being buried in quicksand in the desert, frozen to death in an ice cave, crushed to death by falling rocks in a cave, crushed to death by fallen trees in a storm, executed by slow slicing,

They were dismembered, skinned, had their eyes gouged out, their noses cut off, their ears cut off, their limbs amputated, their fingers chopped off, their knees smashed, their feet crushed, and their spines cut off.

Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door like thunder. Xie Xuanan froze instantly, his face pale, his eyes full of fear.

He stood up tremblingly and walked slowly towards the door. When he opened the door, it turned out to be a neighbor who came to borrow something. Xie Xuanan responded casually with a few words and then closed the door.

After closing the door, he sat back down at the table, his thoughts becoming even more confused.

Xie Xuanan covered his head tightly with his hands and grabbed his hair fiercely, his heart filled with annoyance and confusion. He couldn't help but curse in his heart:

Why did I write about so many cruel cases? No wonder it failed to pass the review. This book is simply a collection of torture.

Xie Xuan'an's thoughts froze for a moment, then like a wild horse running free from its reins, he suddenly returned to those bloody moments that he could not bear to recall.

When he was dismembering the body, his eyes flashed with madness, and the blade in his hand cut mercilessly. The limbs were cruelly separated and blood splattered, but he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, as if he was performing a crazy artistic creation.

When imprisoned, he locked his victims in a dark and small space, watching their bodies gradually shrivel up due to hunger and their eyes change from fear to despair. However, he gained a twisted pleasure from controlling the fate of others.

The scene of severed limbs drove him crazy. Listening to the heart-wrenching screams, he wielded the tools mercilessly and watched the limbs separated from the body with a hideous smile on his face.

At the moment of cutting his throat, he felt the resistance of the blade passing through his throat, and the warm blood spurted out and splashed on his face. He actually stretched out his tongue to lick it, reveling in the bloody taste.

When performing the torture, he slowly and methodically cut off the victim's flesh, one stroke after another, enjoying the victim's extremely painful expression, his heart filled with perverted satisfaction and pleasure.

These memories made Xie Xuan'an's breathing more rapid, his body trembled with excitement, his face turned red, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable madness and perversion.

"So excited..." Xie Xuan whispered softly,

"What am I afraid of?"

If you are afraid of death or going to jail, you should be fully prepared mentally before committing a crime.

Xie Xuan licked his lips, puzzled.

"I really want to... No, I'm a good person."

He shook his head hurriedly, and his eyes became clear in an instant, as if he had become a different person.

"How cruel... Who committed this crime?..."

Xie Xuan'an's eyes were red and his nose felt sore.

After a while, Xie Xu calmed down and circled the crimes he had committed with a pen: dismemberment, imprisonment and starvation, amputation, throat slitting, and slow slicing.

He pursed his lips, a complicated expression appeared on his face, and then he patted his face with both hands, frowning, trying to cool down. "Damn it, I'm definitely a good person! Why do I think about these antisocial things?"

The sun gradually set in the west, and the light in the room became dim. Xie Xuan'an had become the same as usual, but he was still concentrating on writing and drawing in the notebook, as if he was going to uncover a shocking secret...

At this moment, Xie Xuan'an suddenly felt a chill on his back. He remembered that there seemed to be no neighbors in this area for a long time. What happened to the people who came to borrow things before?

He suddenly remembered a case in his novel where a neighbor died. The neighbor seemed to have fallen down the stairs when climbing them, but one of the steps was actually loose. Thinking of this, Xie Xuan'an's heartbeat became more intense, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

But he quickly regained his composure.

He secretly hid the notebook he wrote in a place where no one could reveal it.

Lying in bed waiting for my brother to come home.

"Brother..." Xie Xuan'an muttered to himself as he picked up his phone and started browsing Xie Ran's circle of friends.