What is it like to be misunderstood as a murderer all the time?

Su Zhao remembered the urban legend about the riddle-guesser. It is said that sometimes a lunatic would appear in Wuzhou City at night, dragging passers-by whom he didn’t know into an alley and forcing them to guess the riddles.There was a time when there were posts on the Urban Supernatural Forum that read "Riddle-guessers get out of Wuzhou City", sweeping the entire board.

"You know me, that's great."

There was a frenzied light in the man's eyes, as if he had found a bosom friend, he chattered and said, "This journey is too boring, why don't we guess a riddle? Lose the tongue-cutting one."

Seeing the other party's swearing expression, Su Zhao shook his head, "If you lose, I will smash your upper and lower rows of teeth so that you can't speak standard Mandarin for the rest of your life. If I lose, you can do whatever you want, how?"

"Row."

The man seemed eager to save the face he had just lost from Su Zhao, so he agreed without hesitation.And took out a razor from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, placed it between his legs, "Let's start."

"Hold on."

Su Zhao made a pause gesture, "Since you are a riddle guesser, you must know the answers to all the riddles, right? Otherwise, you are not qualified to be called a riddle guesser."

The man thought about it for a while, and was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and nod.

"That's fine."

Su Zhao clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Let's start with me."

"A passenger car had an accident and everyone was injured. Why is Xiao Ming fine?"

The man in the windbreaker sitting opposite was stunned, what kind of puzzle is this.Looking at the other party's sly face, he began to rack his brains to think about the reason.

"Xiao Ming is wearing a seat belt?"

Su Zhao shook his head.

"Xiao Ming is lucky?"

Seeing the sneer of disdain on the corner of Su Zhao's mouth, the riddle-guesser suddenly panicked. It is the greatest shame to be defeated in the field he is best at.

After thinking about it, he finally began to shake his head indignantly.

"Because Xiao Ming is not in the car at all."

Su Zhao clapped his hands and said with a sneer, "Is this the level? Do you have the nerve to come out and be a murderer?"

"Come again!"

The riddle guesser was provoked and said angrily, "I don't believe I can't guess!"

Su Zhao generously asked the next question, "There are three girls eating bananas in the dining hall: one licks it, one bites it, and the other eats it in its mouth. May I ask which girl is married?"

The guesser was stunned again.

Licking, biting, and sucking... It feels like I'm married?

No no no!

There must be some hidden hints!Judging from the level of proficiency, girls who lick and eat and suck in their mouths must have boyfriends, and there is a high probability of choosing between the two.

and many more.

The riddle guesser seemed to suddenly understand something. This question did not indicate how many of the three girls were married.

Looking at the complacent eyes of the other party, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So that's it, the trap is here."

Thinking of the correct answer, he said solemnly, "The two girls who licked and licked were married."

Originally, he thought he could see the panicked expression of the other party because he guessed the correct answer, but he just shook his head regretfully and gave a negative answer.

"wrong."

"Impossible, you are bluffing me!"

The guesser jumped up from his seat in an instant, grabbed the razor and wanted to rush forward.As a result, the other party took out a bone saw knife from his backpack more quickly than himself, with a puzzled expression of "what's the matter with you, little brother".

"..."

The riddle-guesser suppressed his anger, sat back down again, and asked sharply, "Then tell me, what is the correct answer? If you dare to fool me, I, I will..."

Pausing for a long time, looking at the sharp bone saw knife in the other party's hand, he was still timid, and forcibly swallowed the cruel words that came to his mouth.

"The correct answer is the girl with the ring."

Su Zhao's ridicule didn't stop, he spread his hands and smiled disdainfully, continuing to stimulate the opponent's nerves.

"Look, at your level, you're not even considered an excellent murderer, at best you can be regarded as a pervert with strange little quirks."

Chapter 19 Seems to be misleading people

"Stop playing, stop playing, stop playing!"

The Riddler suddenly let out an angry growl and slammed his fist down on the chair.The angry and distorted face in the alternation of light and dark looked particularly terrifying.

Seeing the uncontrollable shaking of the muscles at the corners of the riddle-guesser's mouth and the image of forcibly holding back the anger in his heart, Su Zhao found it funny.Continue to turn on the taunting skill.

"I don't think you are suitable for this line of work at all. Change careers, brother. Why bother to be the number one scholar in 360 lines?"

His entire career and life plans were denied, and the furious Riddler finally couldn't help standing up, wanting to take advantage of his physical strength to grab the bone saw knife, and fight the opponent desperately!At this moment, the other party unhurriedly took out a chainsaw from his schoolbag, and slowly placed it in front of him.

The guesser was dumbfounded, what is this buddy's backpack made of?Why can even a chainsaw fit in?

Unscientific, really unscientific!

Losing to the opponent in the field he is best at, unable to win a fight, and having better equipment than himself, the riddle-guesser was so angry that he had no choice but to transfer his anger to the bus driver.

He stood up suddenly, with a gloomy face, and approached the honest driver step by step, revealing the razor hidden in his hand, ready to do evil.

Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer, the driver was so frightened that he froze in place and did not dare to move. He remembered the young man's advice to his ear before getting out of the car, and never looked back no matter what happened behind him.He took a deep breath, trying to cool down his frantically beating heart.

Just when the riddle-guesser was about to raise his razor to play riddles with the driver, Su Zhao behind him suddenly said, "I advise you not to provoke the driver. Didn't you see that he was shaking?"

The razor that was originally raised faltered. He glanced at the slightly trembling shoulders of the driver, turned around and asked suspiciously, "Didn't he get scared when he heard me approaching?"

"Fear?"

Su Zhao looked at the dark street outside the window, and the occasional street lights, and shook his head, "Then you are really stupid, you are trembling with excitement."

"Excited... trembling?"

Hearing these words, the riddle-guesser looked at the honest and honest figure again, full of doubts in his heart.

And Su Zhao, who was behind him, continued to add fuel to the scene, "You are still a riddle guesser, why don't you think about it, why the driver didn't look back at us from the beginning to the end?"

"..."

"Taste carefully."

Hearing these words, the riddle-guesser's gaze refocused on the driver, an ordinary middle-aged man who didn't look like a killer in any way, and couldn't see any characteristics.His hands are covered with rough calluses, he is indeed an ordinary bus driver.

Wait, no.

If the driver was an ordinary person, he would have called the police or parked his car and fled for his life in fright after hearing our conversation, but this guy drove leisurely like a normal person.

This old driver is too suspicious, right?

There is a problem, there is absolutely a problem!

Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed through the guesser's mind.

What if it's all a fake?Like a pitcher plant that emits scent, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.

Some perverted killers usually pretend to be harmless to humans and animals, and after waiting for the opponent to approach, they suddenly show a ferocious face, kill them with a knife, and seal their throats with blood.

At this time, the back of the honest man sitting in the driver's seat suddenly became unfathomable. Maybe the other party had hidden secret weapons, and he was just waiting for me to pat him on the shoulder foolishly.

"It's so risky, I almost fell for it!"

The riddle-guesser was drenched in cold sweat, took a step back, and looked at the bus driver warily.On the side he couldn't see, the bus driver's entire face was pale with fright, and the muscles on his face twisted and trembled uncontrollably.

The driver heard the conversation between the two behind him, and finally understood why Su Zhao told him not to look back no matter what happened to him.After instantly understanding his intentions, he coughed lightly and pretended to sigh in style.

"I thought there would be prey to take the bait tonight, young man, you are a bit busy."

"Sure enough! The cunning old fox has been waiting for me to be fooled!"

These words were tantamount to admitting his identity with his own mouth, and the guesser with a gloomy face could only sit back in his seat obediently in the end, without saying a word.

Su Zhao's brain is a bit too big, the driver's role as a murderer is too quick to enter the play.Did you graduate from the Central Drama Academy?

After a deep reflection, did I mislead an honest driver?

The riddle-guesser sat awkwardly in his seat, silent for a while, and finally uttered a sentence, "I didn't expect such a terrifying character to be hidden on this train. Tonight's salon must be very interesting."

When the bus driver heard this, his heart trembled, and he secretly scolded himself for admitting that he was so cheap.Maybe it will be difficult to keep a low profile later on.

At this time, the bus just moved to the next platform.

The street lamps that have been in disrepair barely support a small yellow and dim area, covering an umbrella.

Under the shadow of an umbrella, a woman is hiding, humming softly.

The young woman holding an umbrella who was humming a song at night instantly attracted the attention of the three men.

In other words, such a woman would not attract the attention of others.

She was pale and bloodless, like a vampire haunting late at night, staring at the bus with a pair of breathtaking eyes, slowly stretched out her wrist, and stopped the bus.

What was even more frightening was that the body of the umbrella she was supporting was made of dried human faces stitched together with needles and threads, and even the ribs of the umbrella were made of human spines smoothed out.

The bus opened slowly, and the driver kept staring ahead, suppressing the panic and curiosity in his heart.My heart has already roared thousands of times.

Hey, hey, what weird perverts are getting on the bus tonight!

The woman got on the bus, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became weird. The riddle-guesser who had been smiling at first also restrained his expression, like a monkey king who saw a tiger in the mountains, and sat obediently in his original position.

The woman shrunk her umbrella and walked to Su Zhao's side. There were a lot of empty seats in the car, and she didn't sit anywhere, so she chose to sit next to him.

A refreshing cold fragrance permeated the air, and under the cover of the fragrance, it seemed that there was still a scent of blood.

The woman holding the umbrella turned her head and looked at Su Zhao intently. Just as she was about to speak, Su Zhao spoke first.

"Auntie, are you sick?"

The calm expression on the woman's face suddenly became turbulent, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "What do you call me?"

"Ah, I'm really sorry, I apologize, what I said just now was too rude."

Su Zhao hurriedly lowered his head to apologize, there was no sincerity in his eyes, he reorganized his words, and said, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, are you sick?"

Chapter 20 woof woof woof woof

After the woman heard this sentence, her expression changed instantly.

Originally, she wanted to have a good time with the young man in front of her, but when she said that auntie, she decided to torture him to death.After all, no matter how you look at it, this young man is so ordinary that he can't be more ordinary.Except for the bulging black backpack beside him, his demeanor was completely incompatible with a murderer.

Exactly like an ordinary passenger strayed into a forbidden place.

It's really going downhill, any cat or dog can get on this bus.

Although she doesn't want to be the first bird, she doesn't mind being the key to the killing tonight, the 870 bus that arrives safely at the end?That was just too boring.

As soon as the woman got on the bus, the guesser curled up and pretended to be dead. He clearly remembered how this cruel and terrifying skinning female lunatic peeled off the faces of several other murderers intact during the night of the bus killing a few years ago. , Stitched on the umbrella stitch by stitch.

For this ignorant young man in front of him, the riddle-guesser had no choice but to go on silently in his heart.

"Auntie, why are you looking at me like that? Do you still want me to pour you a cappuccino?"

Su Zhao didn't notice the murderous look in the other party's eyes at all, and continued to chatter, ignoring the riddle-guesser who was sitting directly opposite and kept giving him winks, "Auntie is so old that she comes out alone at night, because she is old and decrepit. Can men take a fancy to it? But this is not the car to go to If You Are the One!"

"You...really...enough..."

The woman who had always been cold and silent finally spoke, and asked coldly, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Su Zhao shook his head in a daze. Firstly, he really didn't know the urban legend about the woman holding an umbrella. Secondly, the woman in front of him really looked like... It's hard to describe.

Holding the umbrella, the woman slowly stroked every face on it, and said coldly, "Do you want to become my collection?"

"No, Auntie."

Su Zhao pointed to the frightened face that was clearly visible on it, and said very seriously, "I want face, unlike them, who don't even want face."

At this moment, the woman couldn't bear it any longer, and cursed angrily, "Enough is enough, don't call me auntie!"

"Ok aunt, no problem aunt."

The woman couldn't help but wanted to kill someone, "I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!"

Su Zhao also said very sincerely, "Does the aunt need a coffin-carrying brother? I know five black uncles who are professional coffin-carriers. As soon as the coffin is lifted and the soil is buried, relatives, friends, young and old, cry, firecrackers blare, suona blows, and the front is carried. Follow behind."

"Enough, it's all a mess."