Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The woman on the double bed raised her arms and breathed air, looked up into those smiling eyes, and said slowly, "You even caught him..."

Yi Renxin looked at the bruised and swollen face, and his eyes were swollen bigger than walnuts. It was difficult for people to really see the other party's reaction at the moment.

For the first time, he regretted letting Yu Shuhui play with the mute for too long, which made it difficult to read anything from this face.

The person holding the door of the medicine box curled his lips: "I didn't catch it, it's because you admire his killing methods so much and you specially imitated killing people for it, thinking you would be happy when I mentioned his name."

His eyes hurt so much that he could only raise his head slightly, and Song Jianyu, who looked at people from the corner of his eye, gave him a blank stare without hesitation: "That's because I was stupid, who knew you were the real culprit? That guy is a fake .But I don’t think you are very old. How could you do that kind of case 23 years ago? Were you 15 years old at that time? Who was the first person you killed?”

Yi Renxin came in with the medicine box and sat on the edge of the bed. The edge of the soft bed sank under gravity, and Song Jianyu's body could not help but lean forward a little.

The person who supported his body with his hands tilted his head and looked at the psychopath who opened the medicine box after sitting down: "After taking the medicine, what is the difference between giving a stick and eating a candy."

The person who opened the bottle of red medicine threw a sterile cotton swab into it and looked up at the injured face in front of him: "The difference is that other people's sticks are made by hand before giving sugar. I didn't injure you, have you forgotten?" ?”

The person who knew nothing and had no memory of Yu Shuhui secretly cried out that he made a mistake.

The place where this bird doesn't shit is that there is another person besides him who beats Yu Shuhui?

Song Jianyu paused for three seconds before speaking again as if nothing had happened, and turned the topic back, "Otherwise it was you, how could I have been beaten."

"That's right, but why do you have to think about such a simple question before answering it? Look up." Yi Renxin held a cotton swab dipped in red medicine and motioned him to look up.

Song Jianyu stretched his head forward, and pressed the cold cotton swab on the bruised part of his face with pain. Looking closely at the masked face in front of him, someone's hands were itchy, thinking that if he took advantage of it now What will happen if the other party is not paying attention and pulls the mask off.

The red to black cotton swab was smeared on the face that was ready to move. Yi Renxin looked at the two swollen eyes that could only be opened, wandered around on his mask, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Want to see it?"

The person who was sitting obediently taking the medicine raised his red and swollen eyes subconsciously, and stared at him brightly: "Can I see?"

"If you tell me your real name, I'll show it to you." Yi Renxin threw out the bait.

Song Jianyu gritted his teeth, and the cotton swab pressed against his face suddenly gained strength, and the painful person gasped, "I'm Yu Shuhui, brother, do you have Alzheimer's disease?"

Yi Renxin held the cotton swab, chuckled, squeezed his chin with one hand, and pressed the injured part forcefully with the other hand.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Song Jianyu suspected that his current face was just a thin-skinned steamed stuffed bun filled with soup. He was pressed by that cotton swab just now, and Song Jianyu suspected that his face was about to be squeezed. It hurts like blood.

He rolled on the bed for 5 minutes, and Yi Renxin watched from the side for 5 minutes, and saw that the mute was called in halfway.

"Did you see it?" Yi Renxin held up the dumb man's collar and dragged him to the side of the bed so that the people above could see the mute's face clearly.

Song Jianyu saw clearly that the dumb face in front of him was so hurt that he didn't need to look in the mirror, he could imagine that the other party was worse than himself.

The shock in his eyes pleased Yi Renxin, he threw the person in his hand aside, and came back with the red potion to apply it to him again: "During the time I was away, you two beat each other up. Aren't you Yu Shuhui? Why don't you have any memory?"

Song Jianyu was still shocked by the various bloody teeth marks on the opponent's face, when he suddenly heard what the lunatic said, of course the carp rolled over and sat up, and took the initiative to take a cotton swab to wipe the wound on his arm: "No way, I It's a fish. Don't you know that goldfish only have a seven-second memory?"

Yi Renxin also rolled his eyes at him.

After the two of them worked together to smear the red potion on the wounds on their bodies, Yi Renxin put all the items in the box and went out with the medicine box. Before leaving, Song Jianyu heard the other party answer his previous question: "I The first person I killed was on my 11th birthday."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Jianyu's response, he closed the door and walked out.

The man who went out took off the mask on his face, and put the medicine box on the floor of the corridor beside him. He walked towards the living room, sat in the refrigerator all over the floor in the living room, and watched the picture in the bedroom monitor at the moment.

The people in the bedroom waited for Yi Renxin to leave, and first listened carefully to the direction of the door.

After confirming that the man would not come back, he dragged the iron chain on his body and hopped around the room with one foot. He searched the inside and outside of the bedside table, and he also opened the closet just like last time. The person standing crookedly in front of the closet looked inside, and saw that there was nothing inside except for a few long dresses hanging from women's clothing.

Looking up at the person in the closet, he muttered to himself: "I'm 11 years old, what a pity, I've gone crazy so early."

After speaking, the person standing on one foot in front of the closet closed the door again, and then focused on the door three meters away.

A few seconds later, Song Jianyu reopened the closet door, took out all the clothes hanging above from the hangers and threw them on the bed, while he got into the closet and used the pointed end of the hanger to turn the long pole above the closet.

The hidden camera hidden above his head inside the ceiling lamp captured his every move clearly.

It took Song Jianyu a lot of effort to remove the long pole above the wardrobe, and he hid the removed long pole under the quilt.

Then he himself followed back to the big bed, hugging the iron chains connecting his body to the legs of the bed, searching inch by inch for a gap where he could strike.

Two people, one was looking for it in the bedroom, and the other was watching the other in the living room groping around on the chain.

The person on the single sofa was in a good mood looking at the face in the picture that was covered in red potion, and there were still bruises under the red potion.

The whole face is ugly and unsightly.

But Yi Renxin was always watching the monitor in a good mood.

In the room, Song Jianyu had already found a place where there was a gap at the junction of the iron chains. He took out the long wardrobe rod from the quilt, forced it into the gap of the iron chain with the pointed edge, and then laid the long rod horizontally Hold down the central position under the bedside table, and sit on the other end of the long pole by yourself.

Lu Xun once said, give me a fulcrum and I can pry up the earth.

Song Jianyu's current goal has not expanded to pry up the earth, he wants to pry off the iron chain tied to his body now.

The long pole, which was only used to support the clothes, shook the gap between the thick iron chains little by little under his gravity, and the thick iron chain that could tie the Tibetan mastiff just made this long pole come into play.

Originally, there was only a faintly visible gap, but now with Song Jianyu's efforts, that gap is getting bigger and bigger.

"Snapped!"

The long pole sitting under him couldn't bear such behavior, and it broke in half directly, causing the person sitting on it to fall to the ground, pressing on the wound of the broken leg.

"hiss……"

Song Jianyu was distorted for a few seconds by the pain of the wound on his knee. He struggled to get up from the ground and ignored his leg. He looked at the other end of the pole.

The iron chains connected one by one like a twist, one of which has been split half a finger-width apart, Song Jianyu pulled out the long pole, sat on the ground and picked up the bedside table, and lifted the chain that was about to be opened. Put it on the foot of the cabinet.

Yi Renxin was waiting for the other party to knock the iron chain away, but the people in the bedroom stopped suddenly after they were fully prepared.

The person sitting on the ground looked back at the direction of the door, then picked up the broken long pole on the ground and threw it back into the closet, took off a few skirts on the bed, and took off his own clothes. Sitting on the ground again, he picked up the bedside table, turned on the TV with the remote control, turned it to the loudest, and then put the iron chain on the spot and smashed it down forcefully.

A muffled sound echoed in the room, which was quickly covered by the sound of the TV.

In this way, if someone rushed in, he would pretend that he was really changing clothes. Anyway, there were women's clothes in the closet, so he had the cheek to think that they were for Yu Shuhui.

Song Jianyu smashed it four times and smashed the pried open place completely. A twisted iron chain was pulled out from the gap. Clothes jumped over to the door with one foot.

Until the whole person was stuck behind the door, Song Jianyu put his ear on the door and listened carefully for a while. After making sure that there was no movement outside, he gently twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

The person sitting on the sofa in the living room and watching stood up thoughtfully, turned off the monitor and walked to another hidden room.

There is a whole wall of monitors monitoring every corner of the room.

Song Jianyu walked out of the long corridor, stopped and looked around all the way, but couldn't find that guy.

Instead, in the living room surrounded by dense refrigerators, he saw the man who had become mute.

Song Jianyu leaned on the wall, hopped all the way in front of the other party and asked in a low voice, "Where's that lunatic?"

Yu Yongbo looked at the person in front of him with that scarred face. A few hours ago, the two were biting and beating crazily on the bed, as if they wished each other to die, but now this person came to ask him the location of the kidnapper .

The person squatting on the ground to wipe the floor directly lifted the bucket and walked towards the cleaning room without any intention of answering Song Jianyu's question.

"Hey! Hey! Don't go!"

Song Jianyu looked at the figure that was walking faster and faster, and looked down at his current image helplessly. It was difficult to catch up with him with just one leg.

He couldn't find anyone to ask questions, so he had to lean on the wall and look around for a window sill. Song Jianyu was very moved by a large open window six or seven meters away.

He leaned against the wall, the sofa, and the refrigerator all the way, and with great effort, he walked to the big sunny window.

There was still one meter away, and the person holding the refrigerator to support his body was dumbfounded looking at the window in front of him.

There is a huge LED display screen installed in this position. The swaying leaves outside the window and the blue sky and white clouds seen from a distance are all the content projected by the owner on the screen.

"Fuck, this bastard is really rich."

Song Jianyu touched the huge screen with his palm. He never thought that there would be someone so perverted as to install such a thing at home.

He didn't know that the other end of the screen was the outside of the house, and a huge LED screen was also installed on the window sill, and a translucent curtain was hung on it.

Occasionally, when a neighbor passes by the yard path ten meters away, as long as he looks up, he can faintly see through the translucent curtain an old man sitting in the living room drinking tea and teasing the cat.

If you pass by at night, you will see a vague figure of an old man reading a book.

Song Jianyu also found the door of the living room, and he twisted the handle in front of the ordinary wooden door.

The door opened easily, but there was a steel-like door tightly closed one meter away. Even after he opened the wooden door, a red dot aiming point appeared from the upper left corner and landed on Song Jianyu's chest again. Move up little by little, and finally land on the position between his eyebrows.

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