Psychological Control

When the mass entertainment circle and the fashion industry were not paying attention, some videos made and uploaded by young people on YouTube, a video website, are rapidly becoming popular.Most of these videos are about beauty and fashion teaching, or funny prank short films made by themselves.

Once a YouTube channel has tens of thousands of main followers, the editor in charge of YouTube will send a background message, inviting them to join YouTube and sign a contract with the YouTube company.After signing the contract, the channel owner will get a share based on the click rate of the uploaded video.There are many channel owners with millions of followers, who have even taken YouTube video shooting as their official job.

Channel owners on Youtube are also divided into different types of channels according to the themes of the videos they upload.Female channel owners of beauty and fashion, male channel owners of game commentary, channel owners of pure travel video diary, and channel owners of original music or cover songs.

Among them, the easiest to work and the easiest to accumulate popularity are the YouTube channels opened by those good-looking little fresh meats.

The videos they upload usually either record what happened in a day and edit them into a video of less than 10 minutes, or they create a popular video theme on Youtube and shoot it.

These topics are usually the type that can show their sense of humor, such as drawing fans' questions in the comments to give funny and personal answers, some funny little challenges, cotton candy challenges, one truth and two lies, etc.It's very simple, and anyone can do it, but people are naturally more willing to pay attention to some eye-catching and humorous little fresh meat channel owners.

In addition, youtube and some cooperative companies or groups organize meet-and-greet events, and these events often attract more than a few thousand people.Fans just want to take a photo with the famous channel owners on YouTube and sign their names.No other special event, not unlike a small book signing.

So, I plan to create a YouTube channel by myself, take some photos of my daily life and make a photography diary, and upload them once a week.It won't take me too much time, but it can guarantee the frequency of my appearance in the public eye.Moreover, the binding force of the contract will not be as high as that of the agency of models or actors.

It not only satisfies the interest of young people who like to surf the Internet in their spare time, but also keeps my face and name in the eyes of fans.

Although the initial investment is a bit high for me, such as digital cameras and reflectors, the time-consuming video editing is also included.But if I can take advantage of America's Next Top Model to get tens of thousands of followers on my Youtube homepage, and after I successfully sign a contract with Youtube, it will become an easy job with free time.

For this reason, I deliberately bought a not too expensive digital camera for daily shooting.

On my way to get on the plane to San Francisco, I took my camera and made my first selfie video.Hold the camera to shoot here and record there.Along the way, it was as leisurely as traveling, which made me almost hypnotized myself to forget about Mike.

The so-called 'remember to call me when you have a clue' business card that the agent left me, was thrown in the empty rented house by me.I guess I wouldn't want to have anything to do with the FBI if it wasn't necessary.

In the FBI where there are many capable people, I have been in a mental sanatorium for more than ten years. If I was locked up for that reason, I can basically be regarded as a potential criminal.If I can, I even hope that after I go to Stanford University, I can completely separate my private life from the attention of the FBI.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I came out of the airport. Fortunately, the car rental company drove the car I rented in advance to the airport.Driving through Palo Alto, where Stanford University is located, can save me a lot of trouble in changing cars.

I loaded my luggage into the car, turned on the GPS destination and directly chose the apartment I rented near the school.In less than an hour, I parked the car under the rented apartment building.This single-person Studio has a parking space. Although it is small, it is fully equipped with kitchen, toilet, bathroom and balcony.

I opened the door with the door key mailed to me by the landlord, and when I moved the luggage into the apartment one by one and was about to turn around and close the door, I suddenly held my breath and froze.

A thin fishing line was wrapped around my neck at some point, and when I found it, it had been tightened to the point where the skin felt painful.

"Hi, Brian sweetheart! Are you happy to see me?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.Then there was a not-so-loud sound of closing the door, "Bang".

I never thought I would capsize in the gutter so easily.He just hid in a blind corner behind the door so simply, but I was always nervous because of those damn FBI pressing every step of the way, and then I arrived in a new city and suddenly relaxed and forgot to check the house first !

"Mai...or should I call you David Vincent?" I raised my hands on both sides of my head to show that I didn't mean to resist, and slowly straightened up and said.

"How about calling me Mike? Dear Brian just talked on the phone not long ago, why is his tone so strange?" David's tone seemed to be the same as the man who used to come to my house every afternoon for afternoon tea, but my neck It was getting tighter and tighter and even made me feel that the fishing line had sunk into the meat, but it didn't tell me so.

"Mike, listen. I'm not being tracked or monitored by any FBI right now, and I haven't shared anything with them about your whereabouts..." The pain in my neck made my head clearer, and I found myself caught in a fishing line The panic at that moment and the killing intent in Brian's heart were also suppressed by me.

"Shh...Of course I know...Of course I know, Brian..." The fishing line pulled back hard and drew a deeper line of blood on my neck. In order not to be cut my throat like this, I could only follow David The strength made the body fall backwards.

I bumped into the arms of this man who was nearly a head taller than me, and David took advantage of the opportunity to wrap the fishing line around my neck to facilitate him to use force in a short distance.

His breathing was close to my ear, and the sound of vigorous breathing caused a chill down my spine due to the excitement of my senses, and I shivered involuntarily.

"You are not those girls, but you are still my good friend, not to mention you have a soul as cold as mine! How could I be willing to kill you like this?" David rubbed his nose against the hair behind my ear, and even My earlobe is in my mouth.

It's disgusting... This Mike really makes me feel disgusting...

This sense of helplessness reminds me of the night I died.That damned perverted murderer also did such a similar move, maybe everyone else is hit by love, but I am hit by a pervert?

People are knives and I am fish, and I have brought myself back to this situation again!The feeling of self-loathing made my heart tighten for a while, and Brian's bloodthirsty murderous intent, which I had suppressed by force, came back to my mind.

My hand tightly grasped David's arm holding the fishing line, and my hand trembled uncontrollably, because I knew that my life was really so easily dragged into the other's hands, and I couldn't act rashly.

"So... what do you want, Mike?" I asked patiently and in a low voice, trying to show him my obedience.

"I'm hungry, Brian. How about making me some supper?" An unexpected question came out of his mouth, and I froze for a moment. Repeatedly agreed.

At this moment, I still have two loops of fishing line around my neck that may suffocate me, and the end of the line is held by David with one hand, and I am making supper for this assailant.

"You don't plan to just live here after eating, Mike." I asked casually while stirring the vegetables in the pot.

Standing beside me, holding the fishing line with one hand and watching me cook with the other hand in his pocket, David gave me a meaningful look, and replied unexpectedly and reasonably: "Of course, maybe I will Keep a living Brian, and secretly go to the police without my restraint?"

I was choked, and the room was silent for a long time, except for the sizzle of vegetables being stir-fried.

"Do you think I will commit the crime of covering up for you?" I poured the fried vegetables in the pot into the plate David brought.

David shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent face: "Of course, now that your life is in my hands, can you still call the police? And sometimes I think it might be a good plan to have an extra assistant. If you want to learn how to hunt, I will teach you, Brian." He also smiled and winked at me.

What kind of assistant, what kind of hunting... It's just a serial murderer who can't control his inner desire... How can I let myself follow my inner desire and fall into that situation...

Obviously I am not that kind of person.

Eating this late night snack without any appetite, David untied the fishing line around my neck, and I began to think about ways to escape.I regret it now, regretting that I avoided the FBI the day before.God knows David would run to me regardless of the danger of being caught.

Countless ideas flashed through my mind, but the success rate of any one was less than [-]%.

"How did you know that I would live here, and you came here to wait in advance?" After eating, I washed the dishes and asked the murderer who was sitting at the dining table behind me.

"Before that damn bastard kid was caught selling drugs, I went to your house to help you clear the mailbox. I found the key and detailed address that your landlord sent you. Of course, I made a spare without hesitation!" Wei's tone looked very happy.

Damn it... No wonder I always feel that the envelope is so shabby and wrinkled that it fell into his hands.But now, besides blaming myself for being careless, there is nothing else to do.

Seeing that David seemed to have stopped thinking about killing me for a while, I took the opportunity to try to return the way the two of us got along to before, and he was still pretending to be Mike in front of me. "Mike, since you want to stay at my house, I have to let you know that I'm here to go to school, and you can't stop me from going to school. Otherwise, you might as well just kill me here and throw my body away."

I said the last sentence in a seemingly indifferent tone, but my throat was dry and itchy.I touched my throat, the place where the fishing line was cut just now was not deep, and the bleeding had stopped, but the bleeding still flowed all over my neck.

David nodded indifferently, "Of course I'll let you go to school, motivated Brian. But before that, you have to become an accomplice with me. Stanford shouldn't start school until next week, right? Is it?"

What he meant was that after my hands were as dirty as his, he would naturally not worry about me turning myself in to the police station.Well, of course I know David isn't stupid enough to just let me go to school.

"Your tastes are completely different from mine, Mike! Then how can I have any pleasure in killing those women?" I tried to convince him with the natural thought in his mind.

"Oh, it seems that I have wronged my little Brian." David said with a face of my fault, "Then you just watch by my side and clean up the corpse together after the matter is over. Yes How about putting on this pajamas at home?"

He took out a white chiffon women's nightgown from the backpack he was carrying and threw it on the table. The chest part of the nightgown was stained with some blood, and it was already dark at this time.

"This is the clothes of your last victim?!" Before the feeling of being insulted rushed to my head, this disgusting sentence blurted out subconsciously.

I really didn't know that besides collecting the ring finger phalanx of the victim, he also has a habit of collecting the victim's clothing.

"Heh..." David looked at my reaction interestingly, "Of course. I saw the video you took at that competition, and the effect was good. This is an exchange for not letting you do it yourself, how about it? As long as Just stay at home and listen to me honestly."

You... pervert... This sentence circled my lips several times, and I almost cursed out of my mouth.In the end I still didn't say it.

Because I didn't want him to feel like the other victims who fell into his hands and feed his unrealistic desires.Thinking about the woman who died under his hands, this sentence is not uncommon.