Rules of Scum Attack [Quick Transmigration]

It was winter, and there was a lot of snow floating in the sky. Leon was wearing a bloated jacket and a hat with a plush rim, walking step by step in the deep snow.

His hands were locked in front of him, the cold handcuffs irritated his pale skin, the surrounding police officers pinched his arms, and the posture of detaining the prisoner made Leon stagger a little.

Outside the cordon next to it, there were reporters rushing over like hyenas smelling blood.The strong flashing lights burst out dazzling colors on the white snow. Leon looked down at the tree in front of him, grinned as if he had succeeded in a prank, and then stretched out his cold-red fingers, pointing to the root of the tree. and said, "Here it is."

The sheriff did not suspect him, and asked the police to escort Leon to the back, and then the others rushed forward, carrying shovels and began to dig out the secrets under the roots of the tree.Leon looked at all this indifferently, then suddenly turned his head and said to the policeman next to him, "How do you think he died?"

The police officer looked at him in disgust, but Leon clearly saw fear from inside, his eyes moved down to the pair of gloved hands that were holding him tightly, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I won't be afraid now. hurt you."

"It's impossible for you to hurt me." The police officer pursed his lips, and then said, "You will be sentenced to life imprisonment and spend the last life in prison."

Leon shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, but looking at the noisy scene in front of him, he was a little bored, so he continued: "I took out all his internal organs, leaving only the skeleton and skin, and then mixed it with soil and sprinkled it with tree seeds. Seeds. Then from the shoots, slowly, the roots began to burst through his skin and tear his flesh...beautiful, isn't it?"

Such a description made the police officer pale, his lips trembled, and the maliciousness made him fall into panic and nausea.Leon liked to see other people showing such expressions. He stared at the police officer closely, not letting go of any emotion.

The front seemed to finally get the answer he wanted, and Leon was led forward. Under the snow, the dirty soil wrapped the human flesh, and the roots were interspersed inside, full of vitality.

Leon looked around at the expressions of the people around him, and smiled in a good mood.

Luo has seen this report, and the name "Apollo" also comes from here.In the picture, the young man in a down jacket and hat reveals his pale appearance like a vampire in a fairy tale, with blond hair and blue eyes staring at the camera, smiling unscrupulously.

No one can imagine that such a young man would be the instigator of many murders, a psychopath, a serial killer.

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Luo's posture has the piety of offering sacrifices, and at the same time, his superior appearance taints him with a sense of vulnerability.

The muzzle moves slowly down the chin, over the Adam's Apple until the depression of the collarbone.

"You're so funny," Leon said, like a lover's croon.The lowered eyelids covered the original color of the pupils, and the dark gray eyes looked like a beast looking before attacking, "A famous psychiatrist in City A, I should see you sooner."

Luo, on the other hand, held the hand holding the gun without any effort, and said, "So what do you want to do with me now?"

It was still stormy outside, and apart from the light from the windows of the building, there seemed to be no trace of any living people.

Zeke was sitting in the police car, the rain soaking even the raincoat and soaking his uniform.

"Sheriff, it's impossible for him to disappear out of thin air like this?" The rookie police officer next to him was a little out of breath.

Leon spent five years peacefully in the prison. He was locked in a single cell. The most common thing he usually did was to hold the Bible and act devout. But when they all relaxed their vigilance and thought that When Leon had resigned to his fate, he killed the prison guard and ran out in a grandiose manner.

The rookie has been on the job for less than two years, and he doesn't understand why this killer always makes people panic.

Zeke frowned, held a cigarette in his mouth but didn't light it, and looked at the gray scene in front of him with some irritability.Only occasionally, he would still recall what Leon said to him that day, and a chill would fill his heart.

"Sir, I checked the surveillance and found Leon's trace."

Following the instructions of the person on the intercom, Zeke and the rookie returned to the door.

Zeke pursed his lips and tightly held his hand-gun: "...Doctor, it's me, Zeke."

There was no response from inside, Zeke gave the rookie a look, and went around to the backyard by himself.Entering from the back yard is the doctor's living room. He always entertains visitors only at the front door.

The window was pitch black and there was no sound.Zeke turned the handle tentatively, "creak—" the door was opened.Zeke walked in cautiously, set his posture, and walked through the kitchen to the door of the studio. There was still light through the crack of the door below.

Zeke opened the door, but it was empty, only the warm lights were still working.Leather shoes stepped on the carpet, leaving dirty marks, wearing sticky mud and rotting leaves.

But the more you walk in, the more you can smell a fishy smell, which is the smell of rain mixed with blood.He walked into the black leather sofa, wiped it gently with his fingertips, and when he raised his hand, he saw the dark red color on his fingertips, which was the breath of blood.

Zeke went to the front door and opened it for the rookie, whispering, "Be careful, something may have happened to the doctor."

The rookie's heart was pounding, and he nodded.

Luo followed Leon to a house two blocks away. He seemed to know how to escape the sight of surveillance cameras, and walked through the rainstorm cautiously.But occasionally he would look back at Luo, watching the prey take the initiative to follow.

"Where is this place?" I've never heard that Lyon has other real estate in City A before. Even if there is, it should have been auctioned off, or the police have already guarded here.

But there was nothing, Leon closed the door but he didn't turn on the light, the wet clothes stuck to his body, making people uncomfortable, the street light outside the house shone in, Leon's expression had an indescribable danger, as if he had been dormant Long.

"Quiet, doctor," he said in a low voice.Then he looked up at the stairs, "I'm here to show you an old friend of mine."

The person in the dream didn't have any premonition of danger coming, or if he knew that Leon had escaped from prison, then he would definitely not sleep so peacefully.

The light in the bedroom was turned on suddenly, and the man opened his eyes dimly. After seeing the person standing at the door, he quickly sat up. He wanted to find the pistol on the bedside table, but the muzzle of the man's gun was already closed. against his head.

"Long time no see, Frankie. Miss me?" Leon said softly, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking dangerously at the big belly man in front of him with his beautiful eyes.

"Li, Leon, put down the gun, I won't report you." Frankie said tremblingly, he knew too well the temper of the "Apollo" in front of him, and knew that if he didn't do something now, then he would must die.

Leon smiled and said, "Do you know what I have learned in these five years?"

"That's the time."

Luo stood there watching the conversation between the two. The slippers had long since disappeared during the escape, and there were many scars on his delicate feet.

Lyon obviously noticed this too, and he introduced to Luo: "This is Dale's lawyer, you can find something to wear here."

Frankie also recognized Luo. After all, they belonged to the same social circle, so naturally they had many opportunities to speak.He looked at Luo for help, but Luo turned a blind eye and left the bedroom.

"He's my hostage." Leon said with a smile, "But I haven't figured out how to deal with him yet."

"I can give you money, give you a new identity, and let you live in another city." Frankie said in a panic, "Lyon, don't you need these now?"

"No." Leon said, "Only death can soothe my soul."