The multiple lives of the actor

It was very dark.

Holding a lamp, he walked deeper into the darker corridor.

"Lord, I praise you because you chose me. In this vast sea of ​​people, you found me. Lord, I praise you because you love me..."

He sang softly, and the features reflected by the lights were holy and serene.

Until an old wooden door was pushed open, the singing sounded.

The light was dim, revealing a fat woman kneeling on the ground, bound in chains.

The woman was weeping, her usually fierce face was full of fear and cowering, she curled up as much as possible.Obviously her mouth was not sealed, but she only dared to let out a small, whimpering begging sound.

"please……"

"Let, let go...I..."

He didn't care about those fears and tears, just looked at the woman, and his voice was so gentle that it seemed to be dripping: "Do you know God?"

The woman was crying and nodded hurriedly.

He smiled with satisfaction, he pulled a chair casually, and sat down in front of the woman slowly.

Face to face, close distance.

His expression was as gentle and peaceful as moonlight, but the woman seemed like a frightened lamb. She stepped back hastily, and the chains made a "cracking" sound.

He frowned, covered his ears, and said very unhappy, "It's so noisy."

The woman froze and didn't dare to move anymore.

He tilted his head and looked at the woman quietly.After confirming that she would never make noise again, she smiled again.

Pure, ethereal.Like a white rose still wet with dew in the morning.

Even the woman who was full of fear couldn't help shaking her head.

He said to himself, "Be careful, lest your hearts be overwhelmed by gluttony, drunkenness, and the cares of this life, and that day will come upon you suddenly like a snare."

"Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy, love does not parade itself, is not puffed up, is not rude, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, does not rejoice in iniquity, but Loves the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things; love never fails."

He closed his eyes, and Crow Feather's eyelashes were like a small fan.

The expression was holy and devout: "God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."

The woman stared blankly at him for no reason.

"God loves the world, but what about the world? Greed, arrogance, jealousy..." He said each word, his voice slowly sank: "The world is like maggots who never get enough! It's disgusting! And I am To make these disgusting maggots disappear."

The long eyelashes were raised, and he looked at the woman with dark and cold eyes, and the streamer turned around.

The woman cried even more, and she kept stepping back with tears in her eyes: "Don't...I beg you..."

"I will definitely change it in the future, I will change everything, you let me go..."

He smiled slowly, compassionate and kind like a god: "What are you afraid of?"

"God loves the world, so I allow you to pray to me."

"Do not--"

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The sky was slightly bright, and it was drizzling miserably, but the deserted Cross Street in the past was rarely bustling.

Outside the cordon, a middle-aged policeman was taking notes with a pen and paper: "Did you find the body while sweeping the street?"

The cleaner in the yellow uniform had lingering fear on his face: "Yes, yes, I came out to sweep the street at [-]:[-] in the morning, but I didn't expect to see a dead person..."

The onlookers commented: "It's terrible..."

"How could this happen..."

Inside the yellow warning line.

"The deceased was male, about 32 years old, 1.7 meters eight in height. Cause of death: pierced by a sharp knife... the aorta in the neck, resulting in excessive blood loss." The young police officer looked handsome. examine.

"In addition, all the lungs and organs of the deceased disappeared."

The police officer who was taking notes next to him couldn't help retching: "Captain Shen, who do you think is so perverted?"

"When we find out, we will know who is so perverted."

The young police officer replied calmly, and he didn't look at the choked expressions of others, he just tilted his head and said: "Xiao Chen, you two go to find out the source of the corpse."

"Yes, Captain Shen."

"You send the body back to the morgue first, pending inspection."

"Yes, Captain Shen."

Shen Qi lowered his head, staring at this horrible body expressionlessly.

The 3000 yuan in cash, sex, and gold jewelry are still on him, so it can probably be ruled out as wealth. Is this miserable appearance for revenge?

Shen Qi squinted his eyes, which was his habitual action when thinking.

"Captain Shen!" It was Xiao Chen who went to investigate the source of the corpse, and he stopped beside Shen Qi panting: "We found a middle-aged woman's body on the west side of the street!"

Two miserable and terrifying corpses were discovered in one day, which caused the city that had been calm for a long time to boil instantly.

News, reports, gossip... All kinds of things made everyone in this city panic.

Everyone is more and more afraid of the coming of darkness, afraid of the danger that will accompany the darkness without knowing when it will come.

"Are the police all idiots?"

"That's right, why can't the murderer be caught?"

"waste!"

"I don't want to be terrified and in a cold sweat every time I come home from the night shift. Hurry up and catch the murderer!"

……

At the police station, a group of people haven't had a good night's sleep for several days.

With a pair of physiological dark circles under his eyes, Shen Qi calmly pointed to the blackboard and told the summary results of the investigation for all members: "First of all, this male corpse has been investigated: Wei Cheng, male, 33 years old, businessman. His daily interpersonal relationship is not complicated. It’s just that according to relatives, friends, and business partners, Wei Cheng usually likes to take advantage of others, to the extent that as long as there is an advantage, he will never let it go.”

The marker pen in Shen Qi's hand marked this point with an emphasis: "Because love takes advantage, it has something to do with causing dissatisfaction and vendetta."

A group of people took notebooks and took notes seriously.

Shen Qi continued: "Four days ago Wei Cheng had a quarrel with his family and ran away, and he never came back. His family thought he was going out to discuss business, so they didn't care."

Shen Qi pointed to the photo of the male corpse without internal organs: "Wei Cheng's family didn't know that Wei Cheng was dead until we found this corpse."

Thinking of Wei Cheng's grey-haired parents crying on the ground, his married wife crying bitterly, unable to help himself, and the children crying and calling Dad in the morgue, everyone felt a little sad.

Watching the dearest family members leave me forever is a painful thing to think about.

"The corpse of this woman has been investigated: Wang Ling, female, 35 years old. It is reported that Wang Ling and her parents are not close, and they only see each other during the Spring Festival all year round. Her personality is fierce, and her husband died because he couldn't stand it. Divorce her."

"Wang Ling opened a small supermarket, but the business was not very good. This gave Wang Ling another hobby—like talking about people's right and wrong in her spare time."

Shen Qi's marker turned and landed on a chubby woman's face: "Wang Ling was hammered on the head with a blunt instrument many times, causing intracranial hemorrhage and died. After death, someone cut out her tongue."

"Ah? The murderer also cut off the victim's tongue?" A young girl hugged her arms tightly in fear: "It's so perverted."

"It's really abnormal." Someone nodded in agreement, and a possibility came to his mind: "Why did the murderer cut off the victim's tongue? Could it be because of the victim's habit of telling stories?"

"So could the murderer be someone who was ridiculed by Wang Ling?"

Shen Qi immediately said: "This is a new clue, very valuable, immediately arrange someone to investigate."

"Yes, Captain Shen."

Hearing that this was a valuable clue, a group of people immediately became motivated: Someone's thoughts suddenly enlarged: "Since Wang Ling's tongue was cut off because she likes to tell stories, then did Wei Cheng's organs be dug up because Wei Cheng loves to occupy her?" People are cheap?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's logical to have your tongue cut out for telling stories, and it's ridiculous to have your organs dug up because you took advantage of others? Is the reason why the murderer did this just because the murderer followed the 'eat Mine, give me back'."

"Also, so far we are still not sure that the two victims were killed by the same person, although the methods are very abnormal."

The first person who spoke was a little embarrassed: "That's all I said... Captain Shen, don't look at me..."

The handsome young police officer was looking at him thoughtfully.

The man felt like he was sitting on pins and needles: "Captain Shen?"

The others were also a little strange. They, the task force leader, disliked doing too much.Looking at the unimportant things, he felt that he was wasting his life.

Shen Qi suddenly said: "Is it possible that it is not for love, nor for hatred, nor for money?"

"What else could it be for?"

"Is it possible that it is for a symbol?" Shen Qi clenched the marker pen tightly, and then slowly released it.

"Symbol?"

Shen Qi himself was also a little uncertain: "Yes. In the Old Testament of the Bible, it was said that people have seven kinds of sins."

"After the sixteenth century, Christianity more directly used the image of Satan's seven demons to represent the seven evils."

"They are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, and sexism."

Hearing what Shen Qi said, the others also thought about it and said, "It's not impossible to say that."

"If murder is carried out as a symbol of the seven deadly sins, then Wei Cheng, who loves to take advantage, is guilty of greed? And Wang Ling, who loves to chew his tongue, is guilty of jealousy?"

Shen Qi tapped on the table: "Not sure, but I think we can do more research on church personnel."