sunk in yesterday

In the middle of the night, the door was pushed open from the outside without a sound.

Guan Yuzhou opened his eyes a little in the dark, and touched the wooden knife behind his waist with his hand under the quilt.

After all, the number of bullets is limited. This wooden knife was polished by Jie Cheng before he took a break. Although it is not as sharp as copper and iron, it can barely be used to stab people.

As long as the heart is strong, anything can be a murder weapon.

Jiecheng has also been lying dry all the time, because he has a lot of blood on his hands, he knows the truth that death does not know when it will come, so in reality, he extremely controls his sleep time, and never sleeps when he is in a dream. close your eyes.

Especially when the person not far away is still Guan Yuzhou.

I just made a knife for this person, who knows if it will be used on me.

He had offended someone before, and if he didn't believe Guan Yuzhou, he really planned to let him go. When he was in the same room, his adrenaline was always in a state of rapid secretion. Although he couldn't hear the footsteps, he could keenly sense that something had slipped into the territory .

He held his breath and counted silently, then opened his eyes, only to see a short and fat figure smearing something on the wall.

Jiecheng took a quick look and recognized that it was an exhibitionist in front of the bathroom who he said was mentally ill. He knew how to wear a windbreaker in places with lights. Now that the lights are turned off in the building, he simply walks in with a bird. , scribbling with a crayon.

The thunderstorm outside the window hadn't stopped, and the lightning flashed by, and he saw clearly that it was not a crayon, but a small eyebrow trimmer.

The wall was covered with blood, and every time he drew a line, the little fat man cut a knife on his body, dipped in his own blood to create crazy creations.

Once again, he was sure that the aborigine's brain was really sick, and he was still not clear.

The blood loss made that face pale as paper, the little fat man didn't feel the pain at all, his hands and fingers were cut to bloody, panting excitedly, he groped towards the person lying motionless on the bed, his pair of blood-drinking red lips twitched from time to time His face was ferocious and strange in the eyes of outsiders.

With a high-pitched voice and a high grin, he stood at the end of the bed giggling and asked Jiecheng for an explanation: "Does it look good now?"

Jiecheng took advantage of the light from the window to see clearly that this exhibitionist actually cut off the flesh piece by piece along the graffiti outline drawn on his belly during the day to create a relief sculpture of human flesh.He poohed in disgust, "I vomited for you to see."

Hearing this, the little fat man looked downcast, stared down at his hands and murmured stupidly: "It's not enough, it's not enough... I haven't finished the painting, I'm not good-looking enough."

"I'm out of paint, I need red paint..."

He twisted his neck, his red eyes protruded fiercely, as if they would fall out of their sockets with any more force.It is clearly a living person, and I don't know how the creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other came out.

He screamed, and suddenly looked straight at Jiecheng, his eyes were full of greed: "You have red paint."

Jiecheng scolded, "Fuck your mother's red paint."

"Give me some, just a little... You took my pen and gave me some red paint." The little fat man begged, but his movements were completely opposite, the blade in his hand almost cut his neck, Muttering: "I'm still short of one work, only one work... As long as I finish it, I will be able to—"

His voice stopped abruptly, and a wooden knife was inserted into the back of his neck.Guan Yuzhou pushed hard against the handle of the knife with his palm, and his already broken body immediately went limp.

The corners of Jiecheng's mouth were twisted, and he felt that Guan Yuzhou was indeed crueler than himself.Just thinking about whether it is necessary to say thank you - after all, he thought he could do such a small thing, the eyebrow trimmer that fell to the ground was attached to his neck again, and Guan Yuzhou looked at him with the same cold eyes, as if It's like looking at a dead man on the ground.

Jiecheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised his hands to express his surrender, "What's wrong?"

Guan Yuzhou raised his hand to pinch his chin, and asked slowly, "You want me to pry your mouth open myself?"

Jiecheng bit his cheek, but still took out the things in his pocket.

The crayon that had been drawn on the ground before going to bed was broken into two pieces, revealing a metallic luster inside.

The dull ding when it touched the ground earlier was made by this metal, and it was the only one that Jiecheng picked out from a basket of pens after training his eyesight for so long.

He originally wanted to hide it from Guan Yuzhou, but he was eager to know the meaning of the graffiti, so he accidentally showed his feet, whether he hid it or not, for fear of being beaten again.

Thinking of the pain these hands brought to him, Jiecheng trembled uncontrollably.

Guan Yuzhou looked at his reaction, "What are you afraid of?"

Jiecheng choked: "...I almost died last time, and I died at your hands."

Guan Yuzhou asked back: "Isn't that justifiable self-defense?"

Jiecheng was speechless, as if this was the case.

He was also cheap at the time, always thinking that he could win Guan Yuzhou's life, but he didn't pull a single hair off, and almost got himself in. Later, when he received Guan Yuzhou's invitation, he also held that he still had a chance to win the game. As a result, this thought has also been ripped apart, and there is not even a pair of underwear left.

He endured it, but still didn't hold back: "That's too defensive, I didn't take advantage of you."

"So you just want to find a chance to get your money back?" Guan Yuzhou's voice didn't fluctuate much, but the strength in his hands increased.

Jiecheng was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and closed his eyes in pain.Those hands slipped slightly, covered his blood, and wrapped around his neck. He had no doubt that as long as Guan Yuzhou wanted to, he could wring his throat.

But the sharp pain didn't come, Guan Yuzhou let him go.

The pine seemed to take away all his strength in an instant, and he fell to the ground not daring to breathe, watching Guan Yuzhou pinch the crayon, split the two ends, and picked out a silver-white key from it.

"You can come and kill me at any time." Guan Yuzhou took the key and pulled the wooden knife from the little fat man's body, "But as long as you fail once, I will 'defend' once."

Jiecheng supported the bed and also got up from the ground.

He glanced at the corpse that had been stiff for a short time, stepped on the eyebrow trimmer that fell on the ground, recollected the conversation, and suddenly grinned, "Success."

An environment that is too gentle will paralyze people's ability to respond. Jiecheng understands that Guan Yuzhou specially asked him to make this time bomb.

He threw the little fat man out the door, casually wiped his hands on the sheet, and closed his eyes with his back to Guan Yuzhou.

After a while, the sound of footsteps spread to the door, and Guan Yuzhou probably wanted to take advantage of the dark moon and high wind to find the little patient who didn't know who came.

After the sleepiness that he hadn't experienced for a long time came, he suddenly realized that he was no longer guarding against this man.

Just a few simple sentences completely broke his vigilance.

Jiecheng sighed quietly, and silently mouthed against the red wall: Fuck.

……

Early the next morning, ear-piercing screams broke the silence first.

The extra corpses that appeared in the hallway overnight obviously irritated the two girls. Cherry Blossom Fen hugged her friend and kept swearing, which really reflected the saying "the more pink the color, the harder it is to swear".

The bloodstains dragged by the corpse stretched out from Guan Yuzhou and Jiecheng's room. Seeing someone coming out, Cherry Blossom powder brushed her hair and bit her lips, "Did he slip into your room last night? "

Jiecheng scratched his messy hair, nodded impatiently, and didn't explain much.

You can guess what happened at a glance. It was nothing more than the aborigines wanting to kill the participants, but the participants killed them instead.

Cherry Blossom Powder looked at him hesitantly, wisely chose not to talk, coaxed his friend a few words, and then knocked on the door of his companion's room.

After Chu Jin and Yu Ziang came out, their attitudes were in stark contrast to those of the two girls.Yu Ziang glanced at the corpse coldly and didn't look at it a second time. After seeing Guan Yuzhou who had just come down the stairs, Chu Jin said clearly, "You killed him."

Jiecheng didn't sleep well all night, and the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. At this moment, he rolled his eyes grumpily, "Fart, he committed suicide."

Chu Jin: "..." Do I look stupid and easy to deceive?

Seeing that Guan Yuzhou had returned, Jiecheng hesitated and said, "I still haven't found it all night?"

"Hmm." Guan Yuzhou's eyes were bloodshot, and the air pressure around him was obviously lower than last night.

The eight people gathered in front of the stairs one after another. Fu Kai's expression was very tangled. After yesterday's exit, his eyes still glanced uncontrollably at Guan Yuzhou.It's been a long time since he met a man who suits his liking so much. Although it's dangerous to get in touch, he still doesn't want to give up.

——What if.

What if he was the exception?

Fu Kai pursed his lips, and quietly approached half a meter.

It was just after nine o'clock, four or five hours before the lunch appointment with Mr. W.After the downstairs was unobstructed, everyone decided to go to other places first.

The group of nuns yesterday had obviously left a deep impression on everyone. There must be a simple monastery here that can provide a place for them to pray.

The rain does not stop, and the harm to the body from being exposed to the rain for a long time can be large or small. Yesterday, I had the opportunity to take a shower in the rain, but today is not necessarily the case.

Even after being washed with water, the sack still had a fishy smell, and it could barely protect the top of the head, and it was only enough to deal with the small raindrops outside.Therefore, stealing umbrellas from the nuns has also become part of the current plan.

Every corner of the building is very quiet, only the sound of their walking footsteps is left in my ears.The gray building is still some distance away from the red tower where they are located, separated by a green belt and an electric wall in the middle, and identification is required to enter and exit.

Guan Yuzhou glanced at the iron net inadvertently, under the gray everything, a little mud ball was wriggling under the net.

Perhaps a hare or a rat.

He didn't know why, so he slowed down and walked at the end of the crowd, watching as the mud ball got into the back of the power grid little by little, and then jumped into the gray building.The distance was a bit far, and many details could not be seen clearly, and the mud ball was still faintly white.

Soon, the mud ball clung to the wall and jumped into the window on the first floor, disappearing from sight.

Guan Yuzhou averted his gaze and remembered Mr. W's words - even a mouse can't get out.

Jiecheng and the others in front noticed his pause and turned around to wait.Guan Yuzhou slowly raised his heels, thinking to himself, this sentence is indeed a lie.

"What's going on over there?" Chu Jin asked when he returned to the team.

Yu Ziang looked along the place he was looking at just now, but there was nothing in the direction of Huilou.

The scene of the little dumpling jumping up from the ground still flashed in my mind, and I don't know why this image couldn't go away.Guan Yuzhou frowned, but still said, "It's nothing."

He hurried to the monastery, maybe Xia Zhuo was waiting for him inside.

With a goal in mind, Guan Yuzhou no longer hesitated, and took the lead in striding towards the opposite direction of Huilou, "Let's go."