Demolition of CP

He Bo followed Sun Zhaodong just like the previous two days.Sun Zhaodong often goes to the bookstore outside the school to read books, and it takes two hours to read. After reading, he goes back to the dormitory directly, and his work and rest time is very regular.Today was no exception, He Bo waited outside the door, and after a while, walked into the bookstore pretending to be buying a book.

This bookstore has a wide variety of books, and it looks like an old bookstore in the old days.There are all kinds of books piled up on the shelves on the ground, like a winding corridor, any place can hide a person...

He Bo walked around carefully, and finally in a corner, he saw Sun Zhaodong reading a book with his back turned to him.He lowered his breath, glanced at the paper in Sun Zhaodong's hand with the black background and red border exposed, and stepped back lightly.

He Bo waited quietly for two hours at the fast food restaurant opposite the bookstore. When he saw Sun Zhaodong coming out of the bookstore as before and walking towards the school in the same way, he followed after thinking about it.

But when he saw Sun Zhaodong entering the dormitory building, he hurried back the same way, went to the bookstore where Sun Zhaodong was reading, and found the place where Sun Zhaodong was standing at that time according to his memory, looking for the book that Sun Zhaodong was reading at that time.

The brightly colored books with black background and red borders should not be difficult to find, but He Bo searched and looked for books in the same packaging as the one he saw just now.

Could it be that Sun Zhaodong hid it?

He Bo frowned, what did Sun Zhaodong hide a book for?

He turned around a little anxiously, and suddenly remembered something, squatted down, and carefully observed the surrounding bookshelves.Only then did I realize that the books on the bottom row of bookshelves are much more prominent than the books on the other three shelves.

After thinking for a while, he took out the bottom row of books, revealing another layer of books inside.

It turned out that there was an extra row of books on the bottom shelf.In order not to alarm others, He Bo gently took down the row of books.All the scriptures on the inner layer were exposed by this movement. He Bo took a look and saw a book with red flowers on a black background that was three centimeters thick standing in the middle.

On the spine of the book are written two big characters "On Killing".He Bo felt the nerves in his body tense up.

"On Killing"

It was written by the German author Woma Braun, the most crime-inducing forbidden book in the twentieth century, and the joy of murder and the taste of inserting a sharp knife into the human body are written almost to the perfect enjoyment of tasting the forbidden fruit.In the book, there is an almost worshipful obsession with making people into specimens, and the nature of human beings is almost inhumane.

There was a sentence in the book that has been handed down to this day, showing the most direct and biggest dirty desire described in this book——

No delicacy is better than tasting blood, no extreme pleasure is better than sharp knives to outline the smooth and tender skin.The curse marks engraved in blood can lift the souls of all living beings, and the undead spend all their obsessions in the bones.

It was a forbidden book created by perverts. It was rumored that anyone who could read the entire book would eventually become a hopeless murderer.And the one who has been recorded as having committed a crime by reading this book is the craziest murderer of the twentieth century——Crazy Astoria.Woma Braun thus became the first person on death row for writing a book.

How strong is the power of a book?

The reason why He Bo knew about it was because he made a typo in an online search, and the introduction of this book that was searched by the progress bar was extremely disgusting.

This bookstore actually has this thing, He Bo couldn't help frowning, the most important thing is, has Sun Zhaodong been reading this book these days?

He slowly opened "Theory of Murder", Braun's name was quietly printed on the title page, and there was a red fingerprint around it, as if someone had marked you with red ink pad by your side, and said He also smiled strangely, guiding you, "Look, there is a paradise for humanity here."

He Bo took a deep breath, and instead of looking back, he closed the book and wanted to put it back where it was.When he bent down to put the book back to its original place while holding the book, he met a sharp and cold gaze.

Sun Zhaodong's dark and empty eyes stared straight at him through the gap left by the book.

He Bo stopped his movements and looked at him quietly.Seeing Sun Zhaodong's mouth opening stiffly, he seemed to be laughing, his lips moved, and he said silently, "We meet again."

……

"When I called him before, Sun Zhaodong told me that He Bo was with him." Xiao Yun didn't know why Memorial's expression suddenly turned sour. He thought the two brothers were having a conflict, so he hurriedly dissuaded him, " What unpleasant things can happen between the brothers, don't quarrel."

Before she finished speaking, Memorial interrupted her, "Do you know where Sun Zhaodong lives?"

"I know," Xiao Yun nodded, "Room 1403, Building [-], Blue Diamond Manor, Xindong Street." Seeing that he seemed to be in a hurry, Xiao Yun quickly spoke out without daring to delay.

"Okay, I'll go find him." Memorial nodded, "After I leave, if Sun Zhaodong calls you, don't go. Listen to me, and I will explain to you later."

After thinking about it, he added, "Don't say I went to find him."

Xiao Xiao looked at him worriedly, "Do you need my help?"

"Need, protect Xiao Yun." Looking at Xiao Yun, remembering that in the original plot, among the victims, whether it was Lin Yousi, Sun Zhaodong, Xiao Yun or Meng Ruan, they couldn't be rescued in the end, and there was something in his heart. Anxiously, "Xiao Yun, follow your sister and don't go anywhere." Although Xiao Xiao's fate is very different from the one arranged in the original plot, her luck should not be too bad. Can save the day.

"What? Elder sister?" Before Xiao Yun could react, he saw that Memorial had already galloped away, and disappeared before his eyes after a while.She turned her head to look at Xiao Xiao in a daze, stared for two seconds, and asked tentatively, "Xiao Xiao?"

"Xiaoqing?" Xiao Xiao asked back.

Memorial ran to a place where no one was around, disappeared instantly, returned to his ghost form, and flew directly in the direction Xiao Yun said. Y Cheng’s place is not big, but there are many high-rise buildings, going around wastes a lot of time, commemorating it in my heart over and over again, Dabai, don’t worry...

But when Memorial flew to Sun Zhaodong's home that Xiao Yun said, he didn't see any trace of anyone coming back.

"Dabai, where are you?"

Memorial's heart was tense, and he couldn't turn his head around. It was hard to remember that the necklace He Bo put on for himself could connect two people.Quickly grasping the pendant around his neck, he silently recited He Bo's name in his heart.

The necklace slowly heated up, and the pendant slowly floated into the air, pointing in one direction.Memorial hurriedly flew towards there, not daring to stop for a moment.

……

When He Bo woke up, he found himself in a spacious but windowless room. There was nothing in the room, only this long-backed chair that he was tied to, which looked quite Middle Eastern and Western European style.The bright red coral fleece is attached to it, which is soft and comfortable to the touch, but in the current uncontrolled situation, it only deepens the panic and insecurity in people's hearts.

"This is the attic of the bookstore. The sound insulation effect is very good, and the anti-theft effect is better. If you shout, others will not hear you, and you will not be able to escape even if you run."

Sure enough, it was near the place where the pistol hit him.He Bo was curious about how Sun Zhaodong dragged himself out of the bookstore without being noticed. It turned out that he went directly to the attic.

This is not a safe place, but He Bo just frowned, and his expression returned to calm, as if the person tied to the chair was not himself, and those clear and indifferent eyes looked straight ahead, and the eyes were tightly locked. On the body of Sun Zhaodong not far from the opposite side.

"He Bo, He Bo, I almost came out of the original shadow." Sun Zhaodong clenched the dagger in his right hand, and rubbed the index finger of his left hand back and forth on the blade. "I've been losing to you since I was a child. You are obviously a disaster star, and you will be a disaster wherever you go. But why do you always have someone in your family as your backer!"

"Without you, I would definitely be No.1 in my grade, scholarship, respected, and all kinds of good things would happen to me. Just because of you, He Bo," Sun Zhaodong gritted his teeth, "You are not popular anyway , why do you still have to fight with me everywhere, insisting on winning the first place in the grade. Why!? You don’t lack these things, but you always prevent me from getting them!”

"..." He Bo looked at him quietly and did not answer.In my head, I don't care what he said, but what I think about is a word that Xiuyun said in the cartoons I watched on TV when I was a child when I had nothing to do--secondary illness.

But I think those two-year-old boys are very naive. Thinking about it now, it turns out that Sun Zhaodong is the real two-year-old boy.

But thinking about it this way, He Bo became worried about commemoration instead. Usually, the two of them had gone home together at this time, but now that he couldn't find himself, he didn't know what to worry about.He Bo couldn't help frowning when he thought of the commemorative meeting.

"Do you know why I brushed you at that time?" Sun Zhaodong didn't know the distraction of the person involved, and laughed out loud, "I just want to see if a person like you who never has any expression will be sad I just want you to feel as sad as I am!"

"..." He Bo still looked at him indifferently, listening to him with narrowed eyes.

"But it doesn't matter, I don't care now." Sun Zhaodong, a sophomore in middle school, smiled with a ferocious expression on his face, "It's thanks to me that I accidentally entered this bookstore. Do you know why I can drag you to the attic on the top floor of the bookstore like no one else? ?”

Sun Zhaodong's handsome face was completely distorted, and the dagger in his hand was pressed into his left index finger without realizing it.He seemed to have lost his sense of touch, and he didn't care about anything in his eyes or heart.His slender eyes narrowed slightly and stared at He Bo, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, "Because the owner of this bookstore sells human organs."