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The web is always trendy.

The Internet evokes criss-cross lines, connecting one person after another.People either seek to broaden their horizons, or seek special contacts... But there is a kind of people who find a different kind of stimulation on the Internet.

This is one of the blogs with the highest average daily hit rate on a certain website - Suicide Manual.

Wu Ming read the contents of the blog, and raised the corners of his mouth excitedly: "Oh, it's really interesting..."

Suicide, blogger of The Suicide Manual.Wu Ming's evaluation of him is: an interesting person.The suicide only appeared after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. He played different roles and killed himself again and again.Sometimes it was a female student who skinned herself because she was insulted by the professor; sometimes it was a small employee who jumped from the top of the building because she was fired by the company; Dismember yourself with a scalpel...

The endless suicide methods dazzled Wu Ming, and the scenes with strong sense of reality in the text made him eager to try.Suicide: Hong Wei, Suicide: Li Zhi, Suicide: Chen Jianjun... A series of lists of suicides fell into Wu Ming's eyes, as if witnessing the disappearance of those lives with his own eyes, he licked his lips excitedly.

Hula... The mouse slid to the end of the list, and a line of small red characters jumped into Wu Ming's sight-let's do it, suicide!

In the dark room, the fluorescent light of the computer screen hit the somewhat honest face, he let go of the mouse, grabbed the water glass and took a sip, then took a deep breath, excited, and typed——

I used to kill people.

My name is Wu Ming, and I am a fourth-year student in the National Dance Department of Z University.

The person I killed... I don't remember her name, oh, or rather, I didn't care at all.Because when I confessed to her family, I only said "I'm sorry for the deceased, I'm sorry for you".I never knew her name and didn't think it was necessary to know, and in fact it wasn't all my fault.

My father is the Party Secretary of City Z, and my mother owns three beauty salons.I have been a proud child since I was a child, and she, she is just a vulgar countryman.

That day was my girlfriend Jennifer's birthday. She is a well-known beauty in the School of Foreign Languages. I spent a lot of thought to pursue her, not to mention driving and dropping off, and the gifts alone cost tens of thousands.One month later, she finally became my woman, and it was her birthday this time, so I naturally wanted her to have a good time.

As usual, I drove to the girls' dormitory to pick her up.She was beautifully dressed, whether it was a crisp and elegant little dress or crystal clear Swarovski accessories, it was my appetite.She got into my car under the envious eyes of all the girls, and I kissed her cheek under the envious eyes of all the boys, everything was perfect.

We were talking and laughing all the way, and when our relationship became strong, she turned my head and kissed me passionately, asking coquettishly, "Where are we going?"

"Don't make trouble." I patted her smooth thigh, "I'm driving."

She giggled, wrapped her snake-like smooth arms around her, and smiled coquettishly in my ear: "I don't believe you don't want to."

"Witch." I turned my head and kissed her hastily on the face, "Sit down, I'll be there in a while."

The place I'm taking her to is one of my properties in the country, or rather, my grandfather's.There are beautiful mountains and rivers, elegant environment, and I tried my best to arrange it, so I am confident that she will never say "I don't like it".

She listened, but insisted on it again: "No, you tell me first."

"Didn't you say you were going to be surprised?" I said funny.

"I don't care." She acted capriciously like a child, but I liked her tightly, "I don't want surprises now."

"Then I don't care." I deliberately teased her, "I just want to surprise you, you can't accept it."

She looked at me, rolled her eyes, and looked like a ghost.The car had already driven near the house, and just as I was about to speak, she rushed up and gave me a long, fiery kiss on the mouth.

At first, I still remembered that I was driving, but later on, I didn't know anything... I only had eyes for her, this little witch, and I wanted her to pay for her seduction!

I put one hand around her waist and pressed her against the back of the chair. She moaned, and I shivered, and put my hand into her skirt...

At this moment when we were supposed to be very passionate, there was a loud noise from the front of the car, and we stopped at the same time.I realized that I might have hit something.

For a while neither of us spoke, and after a while, she pushed me gently, her expression suddenly disturbed.I smiled and kissed her on the nose, and drove off—and sure enough, I hit someone.The man fell on the ground, his whole body trembling, and his hands tightly pressed his abdomen.I looked down and saw blood on the ground.I didn't intend to help her—that poor looking dress on her disgusted me.

"Hey, aren't you dead?" I asked.

She moved but didn't speak.Seemingly alive, I shrugged and turned back to the car.

As soon as the car door was closed, my little demon girl nervously took my hand and asked, "How is it?"

"Don't worry, I'm not dead." I said.

"I saw her bleeding..." Jennifer said hesitantly.

"Country people, you can't die with a little blood." I thought for a while, and then said, "The worst thing is to pay some money."

She looked out the window again, and the woman was still lying on the ground. "How much do you plan to pay?"

"Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand." I said nonchalantly.Money, I don't lack the most.

"enough?"

"Ten thousand is not enough, we might as well go and rob." I looked at the country woman blocking the car in disgust.

"This kind of countryman is the hardest to get rid of." Perhaps affected by my emotions, Jennifer also frowned, "Poor ghosts are the most greedy."

I lit a cigarette in every possible way out of boredom, and smoked a cigarette leisurely—that hillbilly’s play has been on for long enough, I want to see it, and she will ask me how much compensation I want.

"Look!" Jennifer yelled, "She's sitting up!"

"That's all right." I flicked off the cigarette, started the car and prepared to leave.

"She's looking at us..." Jennifer shrank back from me with a guilty conscience, paused, and then shouted, "No, she's remembering the license plate!"

"She must be trying to write down the license plate and ask your parents for money." Jennifer said with certainty.

I honked the horn irritably, but the woman still refused to move away. With a bang, I felt a nameless fire rising from my chest.I got out of the car, took out a utility knife from the trunk, walked quickly towards the woman, and stabbed her several times in the heart.I covered her mouth to keep her from yelling—if more country people were attracted, they would definitely start yelling about paying for this and that again.

Gradually, the woman's hand holding my arm lost strength, and after a few minutes, her hand fell to the ground limply.I let go of her, and looked at the blood on my body in disgust—this body cost me tens of thousands, and now it was all ruined.

I got back in the car and Jennifer covered her mouth and stared at me with wide eyes. "You...you killed someone!"

What?I looked at her suspiciously.

"You killed! Wu Yong, you killed!" she screamed.

I... kill?I turned my head stiffly and saw the woman staring at me with wide open eyes...

"Ah!" I was startled, and quickly covered Jennifer's mouth, the blood on her body stained her snow-white dress, "Don't scream! If someone finds out, we'll all die!"

"I didn't..." Many tears welled up in Jennifer's beautiful eyes, and I didn't want to comfort her, so I just said, "Now we are in the same boat."

"I didn't." Jennifer cried her eyes red, "I didn't kill her..."

"Stop crying!" I yelled, "No one will believe you."

Jennifer sobbed for a long time, and finally stopped the tears.She asked me in a trembling voice, "Then what shall we do now?"

"Get rid of the body," I said.

Fortunately, Grandpa's house is not far from here, and the two of us worked together to move the woman's body to the yard.I dug a hole in the woods behind the house and threw the woman into it.I kicked piles of dirt up until they covered the woman's obnoxious eyes.

Jennifer didn't sleep with me that night, she kept a careful distance from me, as if I would go crazy and kill her at any moment.I wasn't in the mood either—the woman's wide-open eyes kept lingering in my mind, making me uneasy.

When we returned to school the next day, Jennifer looked at the crowd and suddenly said, "Let's break up." She changed her cowardly look and said to me with her proud head raised, "I don't want to associate with murderers. .”

I love how she looks like a noble queen, trampling the whole world under her feet.I'm going to coax her—if I promise to buy the most expensive jewelry, she will definitely give me a kiss.

In the end, I was wrong - I just took a step closer and she jumped away in extreme nervousness. "Don't come here!" she yelled hysterically.Then, as if she noticed that she had attracted attention, she approached me reluctantly, and said in a low voice, "If you dare to pester me again, I will tell you about your murder!"

I narrowed my eyes and took a step back.She smiled triumphantly, stepped on the high heels and walked away quickly.

……

Three days later, I was arrested.

Someone in the detention center greeted me in advance, and no one made it difficult for me...or rather, they all rushed to take care of me.

That's natural, my dad is the mayor of Z city, and if he pleases me, it's the same as pleases him.So I lived a life of crying and admitting my mistakes in front of the camera during the day, and enjoying the filial piety of those people at night.

I'm not afraid, really, not at all.I know my dad will settle this matter.And the result was not what I expected—I only played in prison for more than a year, and my dad arranged for someone to come in to replace me.

So I went back to City Z, changed my face, changed my ID card, and transferred to the Department of National Dance of Z University.There were so few people in that department that no one had a chance of noticing who I was.

But does a new life necessarily mean a new beginning?No, I still have old vendettas to avenge.

Jennifer, she's the one who tipped me off.Even if the police knew about this matter first, I wouldn't kneel down and admit my mistake every day.

I started courting her, using the usual tricks, name tags, flowers, and she was an easy bait.A week later, she was lying on my bed, exuding the breath of after-love, extremely beautiful.

I kissed her eyes, and then, with the box knife, I stabbed her in the chest.The same location, this time I remember it clearly, a total of 24 dollars.

……

Wu Ming looked at the large piece of writing he had typed, and took out a utility knife from his pocket. He sniffed the scent on it, sighed contentedly, and the keyboard was crackling——

Now, I'm going to start killing myself.

Just use this utility knife to kill two people.

Aim the tip of the knife at the eyeball, first draw a cross on it, and then dig out the entire eyeball.Next, I'm going to the bathroom... I'm sitting in the bathtub, starting from the left eyebrow, slowly, slowly, drawing a circle around my head... There's a lot of blood coming out of the wound, but I don't have eyeballs , is no longer visible.

I lifted the scalp gently, lifted it up very carefully, and fumbled to make a small hole in the middle of the skull.This is the time!I turned on the shower, and scalding hot water poured into my brain...

Wu Ming stopped his hands, and suddenly felt his skin go numb.He shuddered and decided to close the blog.

"Ah, my brains are coming out..." His fingers typed a line of words on the keyboard uncontrollably.

What, what's going on?Wu Ming was horrified—fingers, his fingers were moving by themselves!

"Giggle..." A burst of familiar laughter came into his ears, and Wu Ming trembled all over. He saw...one left and one right, two women were pressing his fingers and typing quickly...