It is strictly forbidden to collapse people [Unlimited]

If Warren is the boss behind all the killings, why did she die?

Or, how did Warren die?

Was... killed by someone?

Of course, it is also possible that Warren was killed during a certain crime, but the current situation clearly points to another possibility.

Shen Yongle has always suspected that Hua Lun was not the murderer. Thinking about it now, if Hua Lun hadn't died before, not only would she not have killed Johnny and carried him to the stage area late at night, loaded springs and stuffed him into a box for the next day. There is absolutely no need to do that with the ability to perform in horror.

Yan also said something when he first doubted Li Fan: "Intentionally killing someone in front of him, and even putting makeup on the victim to hide the doll, it's not a perverted killer with a performance personality, it can only be a deliberate revenge because of something."

Before, they thought that Barnum, who was killed in a car accident, would come back for revenge. Now that they thought about it, the former was obviously more likely to contact Johnny and the dead audience.

And Warren is obviously not a perverted killer with an acting personality.

Le Shen frowned, and slowly raised his head to look at Mu Jia: "Mu Jia, you and He Yizhu... did you see Hua Lun kill Billy with your own eyes?"

Mu Jia nodded without thinking, "Yes!"

However, looking at Shen Yongle's serious expression, she couldn't help doubting herself. After thinking about it carefully, she really didn't seem to see the scene where Warren cut Billy's throat with a knife.

"When we rushed over...Billy was already clutching his neck and fell limp..." She tried to recall, "But at that time, Warren with a knife was throwing you off and rushing to attack, and there was no one else around, so it was only possible She killed someone..."

Shen Yongle took a deep breath.

"How do you know... that there is no one else around?"

Mu Jia was stunned for a while, as if reflecting the meaning of his words for a while, then suddenly realized something, and gasped.

The barrage also recalled, and goose bumps instantly appeared all over his body.

[My mother duck!In other words, when everyone is concentrating on dealing with Warren, the real murderer is actually watching with great interest, ready to pounce on him at any time? ! ]

[Think carefully and fear! ! ! ! ]

When Shen Yongle saw her react, she made a complete guess: "Linde probably hypnotized Warren, but he didn't use the Barnum effect, but made Warren think that those people were killed by himself, and then wait for Warren to hypnotize them." Write down the diary, then kill Warren and pretend to commit suicide to escape the crime."

Mo Jue thought for a while: "The 'Barnum' in the main line actually reminded me of the clown. If I'm not mistaken, Linde also acted as a clown before, the one who fell off the stage and broke his leg."

Barrage:[? ? ? ? ]

[Wait, I remembered!When I checked the clowns before, Sir Sir said that there are clowns in the circus, because they fell off the stage and broke their legs, they can no longer continue to perform...]

[Fuck!Kudos to the memory of the boss! ]

[Grandpa is a humanoid brain, okay!Go and watch the live broadcast of Sir Alex Ferguson's game back then, every minute you are so handsome, your face will bleed! ! ]

[Yes, I will lose if I don’t fall in love with Sir Alex after watching the game!It's too embarrassing for Huaguo! !The whole process is high-energy, and I've been crowing! ]

[Grandpa is so handsome that I burst into tears! ]

[Grandpa is so handsome... Tears flowed from his mouth unbelievably, prprpr licked his abs! ]

Seeing that the style of the barrage painting gradually deviated, Shen Yongle quickly started another topic: "We'd better verify first, where is Dr. Linde's tent?"

He paused slightly.

"No." Shen Yongle's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized a problem, "If Linde is the one who kills all along, the clown and the shadow of the cave are just tricks used by the murderer to confuse the public."

Mo Jue also thought of it: "In other words, he doesn't need to wait for the injury to heal when he kills..."

"I'm sorry, we still have something to do for the time being." The lord raised his hand and took back the task note from Hua Lun, and turned to Mu Jia to signal to retreat, "Let's go back and have a look."

The worst assumptions were quickly confirmed.

The three of Shen Yongle hurried back, only to find that the tent had collapsed, and Yan Ye and others were nowhere to be found.

Mu Jia soon found bloodstains not far away.

Mo Jue: "It should be left over from the fight."

Yan is just an ordinary person, not to mention that he and He Yizhu were injured in the first place, even if the two of them combined, they probably wouldn't be the opponent of a perverted murderer...

Mu Jia was a little anxious: "What should we do now? Shall we go to Lin De to look for it?"

Even if it was just to verify the conjecture, they were going to Linde's tent.

The three of them rushed to Lindner quickly, but there was no one in the room.

Shen Yongle didn't spend much effort in the tent, and dug out all kinds of killing props, as well as clown's costumes, and handmade clown dolls similar to trophies, each of which had distinctive features, and could correspond to the previous dead one by one at a glance.

"He Yizhu!" Mu Jia searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone, and was so anxious that he couldn't help calling for someone in the house, "Yan Ye? He Yizhu? Are you there?"

The tent is not big, and there is no hiding space for people to hide.

Mo Jue frowned and muttered: "The killing game of the acting personality..." He raised his head, "Let's go to the stage to have a look."

Worried about the safety of the other three players, everyone raced against time and soon arrived at the main account.

It was pitch black in the tent, as quiet as the last time they had been here.

The three of them cautiously walked through the auditorium while checking, planning to go directly into the preparation area from behind the stage to search.

Shen Yongle felt that this place was inexplicably creepy last time, but this time he saw it more clearly, only to find that the clown's eyes seemed to use some kind of special paint, which glowed slightly in the dark.

Shen Yongle couldn't help shivering, always feeling that the central clown was staring at him.

He consoled himself that it was just some special painting technique.

Many famous paintings have this kind of staring phenomenon of the people in the paintings. Even Wangzai Milk can stare at people all the time. It’s nothing strange. Don’t scare yourself!

Shen Yongle's hands would be cold when he was nervous, the Sir naturally found out very quickly.

He thought about it, and found a topic to distract him.

"You just said you came out of the cave, too?"

The barrage cheered up: [Ahhh! ! !I've always wanted to ask too! !Sir, well done! ]

"Ah?" Shen Yongle was taken aback.

The effect of expelling evil was immediate, and Leshen instantly forgot about the clown's eyes, and his mind was full of "It's over, it's over, it's been discovered".

Shen Yongle had a quick talk just now, and only realized something was wrong when he said it.

But this question has already been bypassed, how can it be brought up again? !

ask!When you encounter a question that you don't want to answer, how to change the subject without showing any traces, and wait online!

Shen Yongle laughed unnaturally: "Actually, I fooled Hua Lun..."

His lord squinted at him.

Shen Yongle: "..."

Barrage: [Whose eyes locked on me! ]

[Quickly be honest! ]

[Le Shen is promising, and dare to lie to the Sir? ! ]

[It's all used to it, just fuck it up. ]

Shen Yongle: "..."

I wanted to say before, who are you fans of? !

The count's expression was dim in the darkness: "Did you lie to Warren... or me?"

Shen Yongle: "...qaq!!!!"

Barrage: [ko]

Mo Jue didn't let him go this time as easily as usual in training, probably because Shen Yongle had never been so stubborn in front of him...

He didn't hesitate to lie to himself.

For some unknown reason, the grandfather became angry, and the cold voice came out uncontrollably: "Is it Qi Junze?"

Shen Yongle's heart skipped a beat: "What?"

Mo Jue stopped and looked back at him: "The person who led you out of the cave—is it Qi Junze?"

Shen Yongle: "?"

Shen Yongle's heart was beating wildly, and he was inexplicably nervous.

Probably because he lived and ate together for nearly two months, he seemed to be able to perceive his emotions from the subtle changes in Sir Alex Ferguson's tone.

This time, Sir Alex, it seemed, was really angry.

What to do qaq!

Shen Yongle's inner villain hugged his head in horror, and was so at a loss that he was about to cry.

Mo Jue didn't ask any further, after thinking about it, he felt that it was very irrational for him to get emotional at such a critical moment, so he decided to digest it by himself for a while, and continue talking to Shen Yongle after he adjusted.

Mo Jue turned his head to leave: "I'll go over there and have a look."

In the next second, he felt that his clothes were being pulled by someone.

Shen Yongle's heart was about to jump out of her throat.

There was a buzzing in his head, so low that he could hardly hear himself.

"It's you."

Sure enough, the lord did not hear clearly: "What?"

Shen Yongle gritted his teeth.

"It's not Qi Junze...it's you."

It's you.

It was you who took me out of the cave.

It was you who put on the armor for me.

It is you who have seen me the softest, taught me the sharpest, and become the most worthy of me.

Mo Jue didn't know that the two had met many, many years ago.

The murderous Leshen was still a little cabbage at that time, because he was too good-looking and encountered school violence, he was tricked by a group of boys and locked up in the biological specimen room, and was rescued by security guards in the middle of the night.

Shen Yongle was hungry and tired, so he declined the security guard's proposal to help him contact his family, and walked home alone at night, and was robbed in the alley he had to pass through.

Mo Jue was in the first year of high school in the same middle school at the time, and just passing by after supper, seeing Shen Yongle wearing the junior high school uniform, he beat up the gangsters and drove them away.

The young man Mo Jue casually picked up the schoolbag thrown aside by the gangsters, and walked over to try to pull the junior up, but just as he stretched out his hand, he met his gaze and was stunned.

Under the warm yellow streetlights, the young Shen Yongle looked delicate and fragile, like a lost elf.

Major Mo, who has not been the eldest brother for many years, was still a well-known school bully back then. He didn't even bother to talk about puppy love because he was afraid of trouble. In fact, he was not a bad-hearted character at all.

But tonight was probably bewitched by the beauty, so it was difficult for Mo Jue to be patient and meddle in his own business...

The young man unconsciously relaxed his movements, pulled him up, and even made vague words on purpose to make Shen Yongle misunderstand that the two were going the same way. He searched for various information along the way, sent him home, and gave him irresponsible guidance: " If you are more vicious than the wicked, they will not be so vicious!"

Little Shen Yongle was instantly astonished!

... From then on, he embarked on a brutal path and never returned. The next day, he fought with the boys who shut him down.

And quickly comprehended the essence of Mo Jue's beating up the gangsters, only chasing the leader to greet him desperately, no matter what the others did, he would preemptively cry more pitifully than anyone else when he was called to the office, and narrate himself while crying How to be isolated and bullied, feel wronged like the sky is about to collapse.

Shen Yongle was a good student at first glance, plus it was one person against a group, obviously weak and weak, the teacher was obviously partial from the beginning.

It was the first time that group of little boys knew that he didn't have a father. They were still gnashing their teeth with resentment on their faces, but they felt a little guilty when they heard him cry so badly. They always felt that they really, really went too far. Forgot to refute, and when the parents were educating and taking it back, all of them were in a daze.

Little Shen Yongle won the first battle, Le Diandian ran to the entrance of the high school department and waited, wanting to share the news with Mo Jue, but failed to find anyone for two weeks, only to learn that the famous school bully in high school was forced into a certain training camp by his father I went to special training.

When Mo Jue came back in the second semester, he had completely forgotten about him.

Afterwards, Shen Yongle began to insist on jogging to exercise the flexibility of his arms and legs. During his high school military training, he got a tip from an instructor, and he also found a veteran master to study free kick for several years. No one could easily bully him.

Shen Yongle finally found himself step by step, and gradually grew up, becoming what he really hoped for.

At the same time... quietly became Mo Jue's diehard fan.

Mu Jia didn't dare to stay too far away from them, and she was too embarrassed to eavesdrop on their conversation, so she kept a distance of three steps away from them and walked in front, and happened to climb onto the stage at this time.

Because Mo Jue and Shen Yongle were delayed for a second, they were still in the first row of audience seats.

Hearing Shen Yongle's words clearly, the Grand Master was startled for a moment, then subconsciously turned around to ask clearly.

But I heard a "buzz".

The chasing lights around the entire tent suddenly lit up together, and they all illuminated the central stage together.

Yan, who was painted with heavy clown makeup, was in the center of the spotlight, hanging under the huge clown portrait, her elbows and knees seemed to be pulled by something, and she assumed an exaggerated and distorted pose.

Mu Jia was standing right in front of him, almost stopped breathing in an instant.

She looked back at Lele and the lord stiffly, trembling almost uncontrollably when she spoke: "He...is he dead?"

The author has something to say: Yuyu (screaming that she wants to survive): No, she is not dead!Don't talk nonsense!