Brother Ling, I was wrong!

Maodou was standing on the handrail of the living room on the second floor and saw a gap in the window on the first floor. After a short analysis, Maodou was not in a hurry to go downstairs.The first floor of his house is full of miscellaneous things, Maodou doesn't think that people who come to pry the windows of his house in the middle of the night will be interested in the rags in his utility room.

Looking at the closed door, there are four rooms, and Maodou instinctively is the first one to get close to his own.He remembered that when he came out, he just took the door with him, and didn't close the door tightly, but now, the door is tightly closed.In the absence of wind and ghosts, this situation is very abnormal!

Swallowing, Maodou tensed all the muscles in his body to hold the doorknob. Once the other party was still in his room, a confrontation would be inevitable.

Maodou had just put his hand on the handle, and before he could press it down, there was a sudden scream in the room, followed by the sound of broken glass.

Maodou was startled, his body reacted before his brain, and immediately opened the door and rushed in.The closed windows of the bedroom had been shattered into pieces, and there was not even a single person in the room.

Walking quickly to the edge of the window sill, Maodou was so frightened that he almost fell off the second floor after only one glance.There were two people standing in the yard. To be precise, one was standing and the other was half-standing, because the half-standing one had lost half of his left leg.

The shards of glass flickering in the night sky are really beautiful, but Maodou is not in the mood to appreciate it.He had already seen clearly that the standing man was holding a gleaming sharp knife in his hand, and he should have cut off half of another man's calf with that knife.

The man who lost his calf finally felt the pain that could not be ignored transmitted from the wound to the brain, and his body shook twice and fell to the ground. Apart from screaming, he no longer knew what else he could do.

The people standing looked at this pale guy coldly, with a palpitating cold light in his eyes.Maodou's heart was beating like a drum, and reason told him that the safest thing to do at this time was to find a room with no broken windows and no broken doors to hide, as long as Si Pei and Xiaodou came back at dawn, he would be safe.

But seeing the knife-wielding man approaching the man who lost his calf step by step, Maodou's remaining hot blood rushed to his brain, and when he realized what he was doing, the knife-wielding man's gaze had shifted to his body.

Even with a distance of two floors, Maodou was still looked cold by the other party.Those emotionless eyes seemed to come from the underworld, heralding the end of a person's life.

Maodou held the baseball bat tightly in one hand, while praying that Si Pei and Xiaodou would come back soon.If he had known this before, he would have equipped these two ghosts with mobile phones to be there on call, but it was his life-saving capital!

"Hey, let me tell you, I've already called the police, so don't mess around!" Keba took a long time to finish this sentence, and Maodou felt that his momentum must be weak now.But looking at the guy on the ground who lost so much blood that he was almost in shock, Maodou couldn't hold back his anger. He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of losing his legs.

The knife-wielding man didn't speak, but just stared at Maodou. After about a minute, he looked away.

The indifferent gaze disappeared, and Maodou's body was as soft as the noodles he cooked himself.Holding the window sill with one hand, Maodou began to search the room from the corner of his eye.He is now on the second floor, and it is impossible to jump directly, because when he jumped, his leg was broken without the knife wielder doing anything.

But no matter how fast he was, by the time he bypassed the stairs and rushed to the yard, the knife wielder would have already completed the whole process of killing and running away.Even if he catches up, it may be a reason for the knife wielder to kill more people.

So Maodou decided that what he should do now was to delay the time by throwing, as long as the knife holder dared to move, he would throw it down.He did call the police, no matter whether the police arrived first or Si Peixiaodou arrived first, the problem could be resolved.

Ignoring Maodou's threat, the knife wielder licked the corner of his mouth, the knife in his hand reflected the cold light, and also reflected the twisted and frightened face of the broken leg.

The man with the broken leg kept shrinking back, but unfortunately his movements were not as fast as the two legs of the knife-wielding man. Soon, the knife-wielding man walked up to the broken-legged man amidst all kinds of throwing and smashing edamame.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Maodou's breathing was unbearably heavy.He thought well, but when he sat up, Maodou realized that this was really a technical job.

Unless it is something heavy and not too heavy like a coffee cup, other things are not suitable for throwing at all.He just impulsively threw a large potted plant that weighed tens of kilograms by the window just now. Even though he had exerted all his strength to smash the knife-wielding man, Maodou still watched the flowerpot fall vertically.

The heavy flowerpot fell on the lawn without even a crack, but Maodou's waist was stretched during the process of lifting...

Now that the knife-wielding man and the man with the broken leg were so close, Maodou didn't dare to throw things around anymore.The knife wielder is a guy with sound limbs, and he is flexible, but the one with the broken leg has no room to dodge at all. Maodou didn't want to save people, but instead helped the killer.

Anxiously scanning the empty room, Maodou finally found a handy object—an alarm clock, while depressing the inconvenience caused by his love for empty space!

Maodou's alarm clock is a nostalgic version that he bought online last year. It is made of pure metal. It has weight in your hand and you don't have to worry about throwing it away.

Hehe smirked twice, Maodou aimed at the head of the knife holder, and threw the alarm clock viciously.

If he was hit by the alarm clock, the knife wielder would probably be bloodied on the spot, but Maodou can't take care of that much anymore, so save people first.

The alarm clock slammed with the sound of howling wind, and the knife-wielding man fixed his eyes on the man with a broken leg who was close at hand, with no intention of dodging at all.

Maodou nervously grasped the corner of the window sill, it was a matter of success or failure, otherwise he could only watch helplessly as the knife-wielding man tried his best in front of him.

The alarm clock slammed on the forehead of the knife-wielder with moonlight shining, and then, while Maodou was about to grin, passed through the body of the knife-wielder, fell directly to the ground, and rolled several times on the ground, unexpectedly still Not scrapped.

Watching the weird scene unfold, Maodou felt like being struck by lightning.He was sure that the alarm clock hit the knife-wielder, but he couldn't figure out why the alarm clock passed through his body.It's not a stunt movie, how could such a thing happen?

unless……

Maodou, who thought of something, opened his mouth wide in surprise. There is only one reason that can explain that scene-the knife-wielding man is not a human being!

From Si Pei Xiaodou to the other defeated evil spirits, Maodou had never seen them holding weapons, so in his consciousness, the ghosts relied on their own mana and attacked with bare hands.Looking at it now, his notion was ridiculously wrong. Ghosts are not only fierce, they can even kill people!

Regardless of watching the battle, Maodou hurriedly threw himself on the bed, holding the computer he had been sleeping with for the past few days in his hand.Although this thing doesn't look like it can compete with that knife, but in the face of ghosts, a computer is more effective than a baseball bat.

Holding the computer and making gestures repeatedly, Maodou was still reluctant to throw this thing out.This is his only weapon against the evil spirits. If he misses it, it will be over for him and the broken leg below.

"Hey, Mr. Ghost, why did you kill him?" The hard one won't work, Maodou decided to use the soft one to stabilize the ghost first.He had already heard the faint sound of police sirens. Although the police were obviously useless in the face of evil spirits, Maodou still had a glimmer of hope. When there were many people, the evil spirits would have more options to kill people, right? !

Well, Maodou admits that his thoughts are very dishonest, but at this time, it is impossible for him to keep the police close, right?

The knife-wielding ghost didn't seem to hear the sirens that rang in his ears, nor did he pay attention to Maodou's plan to slow down the attack. He raised the knife in his hand high and chopped down the left arm of the man with the broken leg.

At the critical moment, Maodou was cruel and threw the tablet out.Possibly endowed with some kind of magic power, the tablet computer's aim is more accurate than an alarm clock, and it is hitting the arm of the knife-wielding ghost.

A puff of blue smoke rose from the arm of the knife-wielding demon, and the aim of the knife deviated, and it slashed past the arm of the man with a broken leg.Leaving a bloodstain, the arm of the broken leg was saved.

It only took a while, and the police car had already arrived at the gate of Maodou's villa.The two plainclothes men who had watched Maodou before jumped out of the car and rushed towards the evil spirit like tigers coming out of the slaughterhouse.

Seeing that they could see Mr. Evil Ghost, Maodou heaved a sigh of relief.If this evil ghost is also a transparent person like Si Pei, then he will be in trouble. Even if he is not regarded as a murderer, he will be admitted to the hospital because of his insanity.

The knife-wielding ghost finally reacted to the sudden appearance of the police.Giving up on chasing and killing the man with a broken leg, the evil ghost with a knife turned around and fled like a bolt of lightning. Maodou couldn't help but applaud with that ease!Fortunately, his "okay" was not loud. If the police heard it, it would be enough for him to drink a pot.

One of the police officers was busy downstairs to stop the bleeding and call an ambulance, while the other went around to the door and was about to knock on it when Maodou opened it and came out.

After briefing the policeman about what he had seen and heard, Maodou tentatively asked what was going on tonight.

The police officer gave Maodou a dark look, and finally told them all the clues they had.

The two plainclothes stared at Maodou. At first they suspected that he was a thief, and later they suspected that he was the murderer.After a secret investigation, the police ruled out the suspicion of Maodou, because Maodou had reliable time witnesses when the two cases happened, so he could not be the murderer.

Knowing that this handsome boy is the famous novelist Simao, the two plainclothes were really excited for two days, but they were disillusioned after seeing Maodou talking to the air.

After writing too many novels, did the genius turn into a madman?

Since the needle-in-a-haystack investigation requires too many people, the two police officers resolutely gave up tracking after confirming that Maodou would neither be the next target nor the murderer, and turned to look for other suspicious persons.

Just this afternoon, the police officers who were also squeezing the bus found a pickpocket who had stolen something from a passenger.The police officer's eyes lit up, and after so many days of being crowded on the bus, he finally got him a job.However, he was ordered to follow up secretly, with the purpose of catching the murderer of the seven dead people through the thief who might become the victim.

What the police didn't expect was that after stealing the wallets of two passengers, the thief actually stuffed the items directly into the edamame backpack that was squeezing towards the back door.Is Maodou an accomplice of the thief? !This idea shocked the police officers. They were surprised and disappointed at the same time. Their idol, the novel they had followed for 20 years, seemed destined to never see the end.

When Maodou called the police, the two plain clothes were near Maodou's villa area.Although Maodou lives in a remote place, the security of the community is meticulous. Before they are sure that Maodou is indeed involved in the theft, they cannot enter the gate of the community at all.

Through a brief questioning of the person with the broken leg, the police have ruled out the suspicion of Maodou.The person with the broken leg claimed that he stuffed the two wallets into Maodou's schoolbag because he was afraid that he would be found with two wallets.

These days, they are trembling when they steal things, for fear of attracting that perverted killer who specializes in killing bus thieves.This kid just wanted to transfer the stolen goods to Maodou first, and he was taking the wallet back when there were fewer people.

But this guy didn't expect that Maodou had been sitting on the same bus line all afternoon, which made the thief vigilant—this kid couldn't be a killer, could he? !

After an afternoon of silence, the thief finally failed to resist the temptation of the two heavy wallets, and sneaked into Maodou's villa according to the route he followed in the evening.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or it was preordained long ago, when the thief retrieved his wallet and was about to steal some money for his hard work, a figure suddenly appeared in the room.

The man kicked on the thief's butt, and the thief hit the glass window directly, and then fell from the second floor to the downstairs.After struggling to stand up with great difficulty, the thief felt a chill in his left leg, and by the time he realized it, half of his leg was missing.

Up to this point, the thief's narrative has been organized.But when he was asked to continue, and it was better to talk more about the murderer, the thief collapsed: "Ghost, he is a ghost, he is not a human, he is a ghost!"

With heart-piercing howls, the thief was carried into the ambulance.

"Mr. Mao, I hope you can provide us with some valuable clues." The policeman said this with great solemnity, but his eyes revealed his inner voice—a psychopath, and the clues he gave were boring. It's all fiction!He just saw Maodou hitting the murderer with a tablet computer, can a normal person do this? !

The corners of Maodou's mouth twitched when he read exactly what the other party was thinking, and then said quite seriously: "The murderer is a ghost, I saw it with my own eyes!" He was telling the truth, and he didn't care whether the other party believed it or not!

Sure enough, the other party had an expression of "I knew that", not only did he not continue to ask about the specific image of the murderer, but he even dealt with the murder scene tonight very quickly.

These police officers still have selfish motives. They don't want Maodou's condition to get worse because of the excitement of the case. When there is no daily watch, they will be smashed into tofu by thousands of Maodou's fans!

When Maodou sent these people away, it was completely dawn.Xiaodou, who had just come back, looked curiously at these strange sorghums coming out of their villa, and drove away in a car.

Si Pei keenly noticed that Maodou's expression was not right, and under questioning, Maodou told the whole story of what happened last night.

"So when we were looking for the murderer all over the world, the murderer came to our house?" Si Pei raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Is there anything more embarrassing than a hunter who has been chasing his prey and being raided by his prey?

"Yes!" Maodou resentfully sat on the sofa. After half a night of tossing and tossing, he was so sleepy that he couldn't sleep, and his mind was full of the shadow of the murderer.

The murderer has become a ghost. Killing may be a pleasure, or it may be an obsession in life.Is there a particular reason he targets bus thieves specifically?

Maodou had a hunch that as long as he could figure out the relationship, he would be able to determine the identity of the murderer!

The author has something to say: It is rare to find time yesterday to repair my cell phone that has been broken for a long time, so I went out at [-]:[-] in the morning and came back at [-]:[-] in the evening. It's fixed~ well, I'm consummated!