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

"I swear, if I were given a chance to do it all over again, I would definitely not agree to the original request. But it was too late..."

"They didn't know that I secretly hid a small book and wrote down key information before I forgot everything. My name is Su Minzhi, and I am a painter. I promised a family to paint a portrait of their child. This is the beginning of a nightmare."

"..."

The content in the notebook is a bit messy, it seems that this guy named Su Minzhi wrote down while recalling.

"Damn it, what the hell did I go through yesterday? Why did I just remember to draw something? By the way, when I think about it, this is a trap. Then the mother is not a child at all. That couple is mentally ill. That is a A corpse that was smeared with foundation by a mortician! But why can't I remember the process of painting? Damn, I forgot something very important!"

"...I need to rely on the notes from the previous day to remember what I was doing. God, I didn't expect that I would repeat such a nightmare every day. I was taken from the underground prison to the studio, and then sent back to the dungeon after painting... I will dead?"

"...I drew a sketch on it with a table paper I hid secretly. I didn't expect that I would draw such a horrible thing. The problem is that it is obviously a corpse. Why did I involuntarily draw two people?"

"My memory is getting worse and worse. From the time I was taken out of the underground prison to the time I came back, I couldn't remember a single moment of memory. I was dead and I couldn't escape..."

The machine selected to scroll down, and the content of the notebook was artificially torn out several pages.

"I created a demon... Now there is only one voice in my head, and he is calling for a man named Su Zhao..."

"Death, death, death..."

On the last page of the notebook were written more than forty dead words, it seems that Su Minzhi wrote a line on the cover to warn future generations after realizing his final fate.

Su Zhao raised his head again, and looked at the two expressions on the portrait that were exactly the same as himself.I want to look for clues from the portrait.This is definitely not a passerby who looks like it, the person in the portrait is himself.

"Corpse, portrait, double-sided, what's the secret behind it?"

Looking at the portrait by myself, on the far right side of the frame of the portrait, there is actually a line of small characters that are hard to detect with the naked eye.

"Painted at No. 10 Haitang Street."

The handwriting is exactly the same as the one on the notebook. It is certain that there is a secret about the portrait hidden in No. 10 Haitang Street. Su Zhao's curiosity has been aroused. He really wants to know what the "corpse" exactly like himself in the portrait is!

Yea.

A door behind him opened slowly, and a strong stench wafted in through the door. Su Zhao turned his head to look at the door, but saw two corpses standing at the door, tilted to expose, staring at the front with dark and empty eye sockets. of myself.

From the clothes and hair accessories, two mummified corpses, a man and a woman, could be barely judged. They had been dead for a long time. There were traces of finger scratches everywhere on the opened wooden door, and they seemed to be trapped in a small black room and starved to death.

"The painter mentioned a couple in his notebook. Could it be that this is the couple who took care of the corpse?"

Su Zhao took out the bone saw knife from his backpack, and walked forward cautiously. Although the two mummified corpses did not seem to have any lethality, unexpected accidents, such as turning into ghosts, could not be ruled out.

However, after careful observation, Su Zhao found that these were two ordinary corpses, but the death looked a bit pervasive.

"Now is not the time to think about these messy things. I should think about how to escape from here."

Su Zhao accidentally rubbed against the portrait behind him, and that portrait seemed to have an invisible attraction, wanting to drag him in, turned his head, and the portrait behind him had turned into a liquid wall at some point , is dragging him into a nightmare.

"wrong……"

Su Zhao felt that there was something in front of him, and at some point, he was already standing in front of him, opened his jaw, and put on an exaggerated and terrifying smile.

The sudden appearance of two horrific corpses in the eerie mansion made one's heart tense.

And the next moment, the strange withered corpse stretched out its hand and gently pushed Su Zhao, directly integrating him with the painting behind him.

There was darkness in front of him, and when he realized it again, the harsh sound of car horns and lights dragged him back to reality from the trance.When he fully reacted, Su Zhao found himself standing on the main road in Wuzhou City. The driver in front of him poked his head out of the glass window and honked his horn wildly.

"You're going to die, are you standing in the middle of the road and rushing to reincarnate?"

Su Zhao was a little dazed, "I went back to Wuzhou City? No, it was early in the morning before, why is it still night now?"

Ignoring the road rage driver, he stepped aside and confirmed that he was indeed back and not still in a dream. Su Zhao quickly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and was surprised to find that three days had passed!

"Three days? Why do I only feel trapped in the village for one night? Is there a memory disorder?"

And there were more than [-] missed calls on the phone.In addition to the missed calls from the white-haired little loli, Zhao Ya and Chen Mo, there were also a few unknown calls in the middle.

It seems that many people are looking for their whereabouts these days when they disappeared.

"Ok?"

Su Zhao raised his head. He noticed a sanitation worker next to him looking at him suspiciously. After seeing that the other person was looking at him, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to focus his eyes together.He quickly lowered his head and pretended to clean the road seriously.

However, Su Zhao read the look of fear from the momentary eye contact.Although I don't know why a sanitation worker who sweeps the road is so afraid of himself, but the next moment, a temporary news broadcast on the big billboard on the street attracted attention.

"At 32:20 last night, a man broke into a mental hospital, stabbed a doctor with a knife, broke into a dangerous patient area, stabbed more than [-] patients with a knife, and then escaped. The whole process was recorded by the hospital's surveillance video. The police appealed to the The man is very dangerous and carries a large number of murder weapons with him. If any citizen sees the suspect, please report to the police immediately..."

Su Zhao's pupils contracted immediately, and his fingernails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

The wanted criminal suspect shown above is clearly himself!

Su Zhao gasped, "Wait, I... killed more than [-] mental patients last night?"

Chapter 130 Eight Why Do You Persecute Us Black Car Drivers All Day?

At this time, the system interface appeared in front of Su Zhao's eyes. It seemed that after leaving that ghostly place, everything returned to normal.In addition, the [Butcher's Raincoat], [Victim's Leather Shoes], [Human Leather Face Mask] and [Chain Saw] obtained in the props column have also been restored.It's just that the last mission crashed inexplicably.Seems like he wasn't up to the task.

"Now is not the time to think about it. At least you need to know which bastard framed me."

At this time, Su Zhao's cell phone rang. When he found that the caller ID was the white-haired little girl, he hesitated and dialed the phone number.

However, there was a hurried voice on the other end of the phone, and a series of correct words without punctuation.

"Su, are you an idiot? Now that the police are by my side, hang up the phone and run for your life. I believe you are innocent. Goodbye."

Two seconds, before he could even react, the other party had already hung up the phone.Su Zhao froze for a moment, picked up the phone and threw it towards a passing dump truck, and the phone fell directly into the compartment.Then he turned around and walked towards a minivan parked not far away.

A Qiang, the driver of the black car, was a little unlucky, squatting on the ground, smoking a cigarette depressed.I don't know why the Wuzhou City police have recently stepped up their crackdown on illegal black car operations, making them like guerrillas, changing places every few days, and even honed their excellent anti-reconnaissance capabilities .However, with the gradual intensification of the crackdown, the already poor market was quickly squeezed, and now many colleagues have switched to setting up stalls to sell barbecue.

"What the hell is this?"

A Qiang, the driver of the black car, took a deep breath. Just as he was about to end today's operation, a mysterious backpacker suddenly stood in front of him and asked, "Master, do you want to go to No. 10 Haitang Street?"

Ah Qiang raised his head, looked at the young man in front of him, who was the only business tonight, nodded quickly, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and said, "Go, go, I don't charge you too much, just 30 yuan."

"it is good."

Su Zhao nodded and got into his minivan directly.

A Qiang, the black car driver, waited for so long and finally received his first order. He was still very happy in his heart, and he finally didn't have to return empty-handed tonight.

The car started and drove towards Haitang Street.From time to time, he glanced at the young man behind him through the rearview mirror, became interested, and quickly asked, "Young man, why are you going to Haitang Street so late?"

Su Zhao replied vaguely, "Well, there is something."

"It is said that the whole street on Haitang Street is going to be demolished, and no one lives there now. Did you live there before?"

Ah Qiang seemed to have thought of something, and said to himself, "When our business was good, people on the Haitang Street side didn't bother. It's not why, that place is too evil. It is said that colleagues often drive When I went there, I obviously collected RMB, but when I came back, I found that it had become a ghost coin, and I was almost scared to pee. Fortunately, with the advancement of technology, everyone uses Alipay and WeChat to scan the QR code, and those dead ghosts can no longer fool the living..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man sitting behind handed over the three banknotes in embarrassment.

"Sorry, master, my phone is out of battery, and I only have banknotes all over my body."

A Qiang, the driver of the black car, twitched his mouth, looked at Su Zhao in a different way, and began to speak unsteadily, "Hey, hey, boy, don't be kidding me. I'm getting old and my heart can't stand it."

Su Zhao was also helpless. He lost his cell phone to divert the attention of the police. Now he only has a few emergency banknotes left in his body.

"Hey, I only have banknotes on me, can you figure it out?"

Sweat broke out on the driver's forehead, and he secretly observed the young man sitting behind him. With his pale expression and his large backpack, a terrifying guess suddenly appeared in his heart.

This person...couldn't be...

There was a rustling sound from the radio, followed by an urgent news break.

"At 32:20 last night, a man broke into a mental hospital, stabbed a doctor with a knife, broke into a dangerous patient area, stabbed more than 24 patients with a knife, and then escaped. The hospital's surveillance video recorded the whole process. The suspect Aged [-] years old, short hair, tall, carrying a large black backpack, has a strong sense of anti-reconnaissance, the police appeal to the man as very dangerous, carrying a large number of murder weapons, if anyone sees the suspect, please report to him immediately Report to the police."

After listening to the radio news word for word, the black car driver Ah Qiang's heart suddenly tightened. Isn't the perverted murderer broadcast on the news sitting in his back seat right now?

Ah Qiang's hands holding the steering wheel began to tremble, fearing that he would provoke the other party to kill him.He said cautiously, "Well, since your mobile phone is out of battery, then I will suffer a bit, and I won't charge you for this trip."

"Can not be done."

The young man behind said solemnly, "How can you not charge money?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Ah Qiang smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I like to do charity, so this trip is just to relax, and I don't charge money, really."

I almost said to the guy behind me, please get out of the car, I want to live a few more years.

There was silence afterwards, Ah Qiang thought that the other party had accepted his terms, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, there was an indifferent voice behind him.

"Since you are so kind, then I will not be polite."

Then, Ah Qiang saw the man behind him take out a heinously long bone sawing knife from his backpack, put the back of the knife on his shoulder, and asked coldly, "Excuse me, master, what are you doing tonight?" Do you mind working overtime?"

"..."

The driver was about to cry, and the hands holding the steering wheel were trembling. Although he really wanted to say he minded, in the face of the terrifying reality, he still managed to squeeze out the words "don't mind".

He tried to beg for mercy from the emotional killer behind him, "Brother, I have an 80-year-old mother..."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you."

"Oh."

Ah Qiang immediately shut his mouth obediently, not daring to say another word.

At this time, the van also drove into Haitang Street, but when it was approaching the destination, the driver of the black car, A Qiang, suddenly felt something was wrong and asked,

"What, brother, are you sure the address is correct?"

"What's wrong? Do you doubt me?"

"no no."

The driver quickly shook his head and denied, "But I see that there is no number 10 here, only numbers 9 and 11."

Su Zhao suddenly looked out the window, it was exactly as the driver said.

It's just a narrow and deep alley between buildings No. 9 and No. 11.

Chapter 130 IX A Deep Alley Full of Ghosts and Monsters

A well-known graduate student of a patriotic medical school in my country said that there is no road in the world, and there will be a road if there are more people walking.Obviously, the alley that appeared in front of us did not exist before, so we can deduce two points of view. First, there was indeed a building here before but it was demolished due to reconstruction.Second, this alley is very weird.

Su Zhao has already experienced too many supernatural events in Wuzhou City, so he rejected the first conclusion without even thinking about it.At this moment, Aqiang, the driver of the black car, was still tremblingly waiting for the words of the passengers behind him.He wanted to call the police, but when he arrived at this place, there was no mobile phone signal, as if he had entered a street isolated from the world, and then he realized that there were no street lights on both sides of the intersection of Haitang Street, and the dark buildings one after another had no lights. lifeless.

"No, if the perverted murderer behind him really wants to attack this place, my weak man of 1.8 meters and 230 catties is definitely not his opponent."

A Qiang, the driver of the black car, slowly put his hand close to the car door, trying to open it and escape.However, with a click, the switch of the minivan that was in disrepair was broken. He turned his head in embarrassment and looked at the passenger behind him with a cold expression.

Ah Qiang smiled awkwardly, and explained, "I just want to try to see if this door can be opened..."

"Shh."

Su Zhao made a silent gesture to signal him not to speak, then pointed outside.

A Qiang turned his head and looked over, vaguely heard the sound of children chasing and playing outside, wandering in the darkness.He didn't dare to call out for fear of being stabbed to death by the guy in the back row first.

Coincidentally, at this time the car suddenly turned off and the running lights dimmed instantly, as if there was something wrong with the whole car.

Then, Ah Qiang heard a slight crackling sound, as if something had broken in his ear, and a crack appeared on the windshield. The scene in front of him was so frightening that he almost jumped into the back seat, and the windshield of the car The child's bloody handprints began to appear on the glass out of thin air.In constant climbing and spreading.

"Fuck me, this wave, this wave is Death Stranding!"

Not only did the windshield in front of me appear densely packed with bloody fingerprints, but bloody fingerprints also began to appear on both sides of the car window. The marks became more and more dense, and the cracks on the entire windshield were also constantly spreading. It's unbearable.

"Help me..."

Before Ah Qiang finished speaking, the next second the glass window shattered into countless pieces, which splashed in, and then there seemed to be something hidden in the thick darkness, and the driver, A Qiang, was lifted from the driver's seat and dragged into the darkness Among them, disappeared without a trace.

The bloody handprints got into the car and began to spread towards Su Zhao. There were such curse-like marks on the seats and the roof.Keep approaching in the direction of Su Zhao.At the last moment, Su Zhao took out a bone saw knife, ruthlessly smashed the glass in the back of the van, and then jumped out, falling hard on the road.Su Zhao turned his head and saw that the darkness was spreading continuously, and the whole block was plunged into invisible darkness, only the alley behind him was clear.

He gritted his teeth and rushed into the deep alley beside him.

However, the black mist only stopped when it reached the entrance of the alley.It seems that there is something more terrifying inside, which makes them dare not take a half step of pleasure.

……

Zhao Ya, who was sitting in the police car, was about to go mad with anger. She finally got through to Su Zhao's phone number and located his mobile phone information. When they surrounded a mud truck driver with a confused face, Zhao Ya knew that she had been fooled.

But soon the police station received another report, saying that Su Zhao got into a van, and the video surveillance of the Ministry of Communications showed that the van was heading towards Haitang Street.In order to seize this unique opportunity, Zhao Ya immediately sent the police to Haitang Street, preparing to block the street to catch Su Zhao.

Red and blue lights flickered on the dark street. The police had already surrounded the entire street and were even preparing to search house by house to find Su Zhao's whereabouts.Soon they found the abandoned van on the street, the windshield and windows were all smashed, and there were a lot of blood stains on it.

"Could it be that……"

Zhao Ya was also the one who survived the ghost incident in the lake, and soon she understood that something was wrong on this street.She believes that Su Zhao is innocent, but now she can only arrest and bring him to justice when other police officers find him, in order to keep him as much as possible.

"Head, there are footprints here."