Dangerous Personality

Just as Xie Lin finished taking off his shirt, he heard the sound of the door closing, knowing that Chi Qing had left.

……

After Chi Qing left, he took off the plaster plaster on his wrist that was in the way and stared at it for a long time, and finally buried his face in his palm, he didn't have the shameless attitude when he teased Chi Qing just now, and his ears turned red.

The night is deep.

Wu Zhi had just opened a bottle of champagne vigorously in the nightclub, and before taking a few sips with the hand of the young lady, he received a message from Xie Lin: Are you there?

Wu Zhi found a quieter place, called back and said, "Yes, I'm at the nightclub, are you coming to play?"

Listening to the deafening DJ sound effects on the opposite side, Xie Lin thought that he wanted to talk to someone in the middle of the night, and it was a mistake to find Wu Zhi: "I won't come."

Wu Zhi: "Don't, it's rare for you to come to me and tell me what's going on."

Just when Wu Zhi thought the phone on the other side was disconnected, a sentence came from the other end: "I seem to like someone."

But Wu Zhi couldn't hear it clearly, because the DJ was playing too hard, and there was a loud "bang" sound from the other end of the stereo. He covered his ears and shouted at the top of his voice: "——What?! Didn't listen, you What did you just say?"

"...It's nothing." Jie Lin's ears hurt from his loud voice, "I'm hanging up the phone, get out, and go drink your wine."

Wu Zhi: "Don't, Dad."

Wu Zhi walked upstairs to the private room while making a phone call: "By the way, I saw your little assistant wearing gloves on the Internet today. He used to be an artist?!"

Wu Zhi thought that he was very successful in the entertainment circle, and any trouble in the circle could not escape his eyes, but he didn't expect that someone came out of the circle under his nose.

Hearing the "assistant", Xie Lin paused when he hung up the phone. He didn't watch the media feed much today, and he didn't know much about it: "Go online?"

"Just last night when the news was broadcast, a photo of the two of you from behind was released. Someone recognized him, but it's not a big deal. He didn't have many fans in the first place. If it wasn't picked up this time, even I wouldn't I know."

Wu Zhi pushed the door open and entered the private room: "Speaking of your assistant, I always feel that he is quite abnormal."

Of course, Jielin is not normal, but among brothers, people will of course favor their brothers.If you ask Ji Mingrui the question of whether it is normal or not, Ji Mingrui will bite the bullet and say against his conscience that his brother is a normal person, and it is the abnormal Xie on the opposite side.

Moreover, Xie Lin is a very hidden person, except for the fact that Wu Zhi was terrified by the fact that he did not change his face at dinner last time, he has not revealed anything in his daily relationship.

Xie Lin: "Who are you calling abnormal?"

Wu Zhi: "It's known on the Internet that he specializes in turning into a perverted murderer."

When Chi Qing was on the news this time, the news was neither big nor small. People in the circle who knew Chi Qing were shocked a lot. Wu Zhi surfed the Internet during the day and watched the villain cuts made by others for Chi Qing. My scalp is numb.

A person who is not normal at ordinary times, when he is on TV, he would wipe people's necks with a knife at every turn, and shoot if he disagreed with him. He stood there gloomyly, and there were rarely three or two lines that were all about death threats.

After Xie Lin hung up the phone, he sat in the living room for a while. Although he knew that Chi Qing had filmed before, and the characters were not very positive - after all, he couldn't shoot any positive characters like this, but he didn't take it seriously. through his works.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep at night, so Xie Lin began to search the Internet for Chi Qing's previous works.

In the living room, only the TV emits a little fluorescence.

The screen was pitch black, only the woman's choked voice came out from the loudspeaker very clearly:

"No, don't kill me—"

This is a pitch-black well, with mottled and rusty iron nets erected in the corner, and the muddy sewage is just a few meters away.

"Please... Please let me go... I don't want to die..."

The dried blood on the ground was swallowed by the deeper darkness. The only source of light came from the flashlight in the man's hand. The man was also hidden in the darkness and couldn't see clearly. He could vaguely tell that he was squatting bored at the moment, with a pair of pale hands. Like playing with a toy, press the flashlight switch with a "click" for a while, and turn it off again for a while.

"click".

When the flashlight was on, the beam of light hit the woman directly in the face.

It was a disheveled woman who spoke. After she tore and shouted the first sentence, the volume of the second sentence gradually weakened.She was tied to the wall in the shape of a 'cross', her left and right hands were firmly bound by iron chains, and her wrists were stained with blood. It was obvious that she had been locked up and tortured here for a long time.

"I don't want to die... let me go."

The woman's pupils were illuminated in another color by the strong light, she kept shaking her head, tears flowed from her eyes, and her voice had a hint of crying.

"click".

The flashlight dimmed again.

Then the squatting man got up and came out from the shadows.

It wasn't until he approached step by step that the audience could see his pale hands. His complexion was so pale that he could see the light blue blood vessels dormant underneath. The man was thin and thin, and his black hair was set off by his complexion like thick ink. He was very comfortable with it. This darkness.

Chi Qing walked up to the woman, then squatted down again, "clicked", and turned on the flashlight.

He has long legs, so squatting in such a narrow space is a bit difficult.

Chi Qing stared at the woman for a while, and after a while, Chi Qing stretched out his hand to caress her face, shifted his fingers a few inches, and pressed his fingertips on the artery in her neck inadvertently.

The woman trembled even more, and kept talking nonsense.

Chi Qing finally said: "Shh...don't make noise."

His voice is without any emotion, coupled with his actions, it makes people feel cold all over for no reason.

The woman trembled uncontrollably.

She let out a low moan from her chest in despair: "No..."

At this time, the chandelier swayed, the light source shifted, and the flickering light illuminated Chi Qing's face—even if it was magnified on the big screen, there was still no blind spot on this face. He had a very beautiful face, but his eyes were black, his eyes were blue, his lips were red as if they had been stained with blood, and he looked like a sick person.

"Are you wondering," Chi Qing said, "There were so many people passing by the alley that night, why was it you?"

But the woman will not get an answer to this question until she dies.

A small silver knife slashed open her artery lightly. In stark contrast to the warm spray of blood, the man still pressed his fingertips on her artery, which had a temperature similar to that of the coming death.

……

There is still more than half of the video progress bar.

Seeing this, Xie Lin paused the picture, and then the picture stopped on the hands with sharp knuckles and the blood that kept rushing out.

On the barrage of the video, the audience commented on the performance one after another.

A screen full of text floats across the screen, and at first glance, it is all "perverted":

【What a pervert】

[I'm stupid, I'm fucking creepy]

[Another one died, this killed the third one]

[I feel that he is pressing my carotid artery]

……

The barrage of "abnormal" has been floating around for a long time.

Xie Lin took a picture of this scene and sent it to Wu Zhi: You mean this?

Wu Zhi replied with an emoji of a villain nodding vigorously.

this one.

How scary, it's the kind of level that you will have nightmares when you watch it at night.

And the lighter, he played with it too horribly, so Wu Zhi didn't even dare to light a cigarette tonight, and just went to drink.

Wu Zhi complained wildly in his heart, but his good brother was completely different from what he thought.

Xie Lin expressed his impressions on the phone and said: "The acting is good, he is very cute, he used to be thinner than now, he looks like a student, and he doesn't look very natural to the camera, probably surrounded by the filming scene There are too many people, he should be uncomfortable, and the well environment is also very messy, it’s hard for him to squat there for a long time.”

Wu Zhi was dull: "...but, cute?"

Dad, you call this cute? !

Wu Zhi really didn't know what was going on in Xie Lin's mind.

If a topic can't go on, just change it, Wu Zhi still wants to get him out of the house: "Since you came here two months ago, many people in this bar are still thinking about you, why don't you come? "

"Don't come," Xie Lin said, although he had a chat with him in the middle of the night, but it was useless after the chat, "you can play by yourself."

Wu Zhi was surprisingly angry. He had worked so hard to hunt at night here, put in a lot of energy but couldn't find a target, but some people looked like a male fox but never shot: "Think carefully about how many years I've known you, I haven't seen anyone you dated before, are you secretly hiding it from me when you are in love?"

"Bye."

After Xie Lin hung up the phone, he continued to watch the movie made by Chi Qing, but Chi Qing's roles were very few, and he only appeared with the knife when the plot required someone to take a lunch box, and the solution was completed quickly Just dropped off the line.

Facing the TV screen, Xie Lin recalled Wu Zhi's words just now: I have known you for so many years, but I have never seen you talk to someone.

Xie Linxin said it was because I was not a good person, but this time it seemed he couldn't help it.

When he was a student, he had the face of a puppy love, but at that time he had no idea at all. One was that the situation was special, and if he really got together with someone, there would be a lot of trouble in the city. It's much more interesting to be in love.

And at that time, Xie Feng beat him all day long: "Don't allow puppy love, don't affect others' studies." After counting and counting, looking at his younger brother's face, Xie Feng couldn't help but add, "At the same time It’s even more impossible to talk about several times!”

After Xie Feng's accident, the psychiatrist said that he had a problem, and the people in the General Administration were afraid of him, and he himself knew that he was indeed different from ordinary people.

He has never been afraid of those creepy cases since he was a child, and he is often drawn into the perspective of the murderer. The first time he said to the corpse covered with whips, "The murderer must have been smiling when he whipped the corpse, right?" Should feel very happy", Xie Feng looked at him in a daze for a long time: "Why do you think so?"

Xie Lin disagreed: "Because I can feel it."

The kidnapper who was shot back then, before Xie Feng brought people to rescue him, he had the opportunity to kill him through the design of the food bowl that puts food at a fixed point every day-but he didn't, he thought more than once: If At that time, I tried to kill him, so the factory would not be detonated, so Xie Feng would not die.

He should have killed him.

Why can't those who deserve to die be killed, but those who don't deserve to die have to leave.

When this idea was strongest, when he just woke up from the hospital, he became extremely violent, and the final result on the psychological evaluation form was: extremely dangerous.

After that, it became a habit to suppress my heart and desires.

He seemed to be tearing himself apart, trying to pull out the "possible crime" solution, and locked him in a cage that no one could see.

So Dr. Wu often said: "I don't know what you are thinking."

He is a person locked in the dark, never thought that one day he would meet a fellow in the dark.

The man opened an umbrella in the bloody rain, and grabbed his hand in the abyss-like elevator shaft.

It is difficult for Xie Lin to tell when he fell in love with that person.

Perhaps on the first side in the psychological clinic, a hand with black gloves pushed open the door.

He covered the book and casually said "Come in".

So the two "heterogeneous" who were also shrouded in darkness met like this.

Chi Qing dreamed of butterflies all night. Thousands of butterflies flew up from the depths of the abyss. The wings of the butterflies were like stars.

Ji Mingrui: "Hello? Are you awake? You should have woken up at this point. That's how it is. The General Administration has arranged a forum for you to reconcile Xie Lin. Let the two of you go and listen. I will send you the specific address and time." , you two remember to go."

Chi Qing hadn't heard of any forums, and he didn't intend to go to places full of people, but before he could refuse, Ji Mingrui hung up the phone.

Chi Qing forwarded the time and address sent by Ji Mingrui to Xie Lin, and attached six words: I want to go by myself.

Xie Linpengci is very proficient:

- Injured, it is not convenient to go alone.

-...

Xie Lin sent another sentence: Do you want breakfast, I made an extra serving.

Chi Qing couldn't count how many times he went in and out of Xie Lin's house. When he entered, Xie Lin was still working in the kitchen, and he was sitting in the living room waiting for him to finish his work.

Xie Lin: "Is fried eggs on toast okay?"

Chi Qing: "Anything is fine, just remember to wear gloves when cooking, thank you."

Xie Lin: "...OK, nothing other than air will touch your breakfast."

After Chi Qing sat down, he accidentally pressed the TV remote control beside him, and saw his own face on the TV screen in the next second, holding a knife in his hand, and the people under him were bleeding non-stop: "... ..."

The curtains blocked the sunlight outside, and the lights were not turned on in the room. Chi Qing sat on the sofa with her long legs curled up. From Jielin's angle, she could see the man's fingers resting on the edge of the sofa—the fingers looked exactly like the screen. It was as cold as the hand pinching the woman's carotid artery.

Chi Qing's voice is slightly different from the one in the play. He was a little hoarse when he just woke up, as if he had no warmth, but his pupils were slightly dilated, and he seemed a little confused: "What are you doing watching this?"

Why is this person watching the black history he played before?