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

"My dear, you are back~"

"You, don't come here!"

He was so frightened that he stumbled and ran towards the opposite direction of the kitchen, but when he turned around, he bumped into the figure inside.The pot of hot soup in her hand was spilled on the ground.But he almost covered his mouth in fright, because the bottom of the pot was full of fingers and eyeballs.

"Honey, how could you be so careless?"

The man raised his head, but what he saw was a face full of maggots wriggling. She opened her mouth wide and muttered to herself, "Come on, let me wipe it off for you."

"what!!!!"

The man panicked and took a few steps back. At this time, a snowflake suddenly jumped out of the unplugged TV in the living room. A frightening doll in a suit appeared on the flickering screen. The scarlet eyes seemed to be able to see the living people on the other side through the screen of the dimension.

"Hello, poor hapless worm, my name is Billy, and I want to play a game with you."

Billy the Puppet?

The man stopped his movements and stared at the TV, but in the next moment, all the furnishings in the house disappeared.He was tied to a chair, and in front of him was a railway track that stretched toward the horizon, split into two at an intersection.

He turned his head and saw his wife tied to another track.

There was an instant ominous premonition.

The TV was still placed not far away. I don't know if it was an illusion, but there was a strange expression on the puppet's face, like a living person.

"The train is coming, now you have a chance, watch your wife being hit and killed, survive yourself, or pull the brake switch, connect the rails to your side, and pay for it with your own life previous crimes?"

Chapter 150 Three Bloody Death Reality Show

The sound of the train crushing the rails was getting closer and closer, and the ground began to vibrate. You could even see that the small black spots reflected on the retina at the horizon were gradually enlarged, and the rails were vibrating continuously.There was a hint of fear in the man's expression, he bit his tongue, and the pain from the tip of his tongue told himself that everything was true.

"I……"

The obviously lifeless puppet is now like a judge who can judge the death of the living, holding the switch of the railroad track switch in his hand.

"Think carefully, the answer you make next will be related to your life and death."

The train was getting closer and closer, and the whistle could even be heard, as if the god of death was urging the living to get on the road.

Anyone who has watched the chainsaw knows that Billy the Puppet never asks simple multiple-choice questions, only life-and-death questions

"I, I choose to save my wife!"

The man gritted his teeth and said the answer at the last moment.

As if the dead puppet suddenly came to life, a hoarse voice with advanced throat cancer said slowly, "Very good, congratulations, you have been redeemed."

The man breathed a sigh of relief.

He pulled the point switch, and the train came rushing in the man's direction.

The gigantic steel giant was getting closer and closer, attacking him like a god of death calling.The heart that had just been sent down became tense again, and the smile froze on the man's face. He growled in horror, "Wait, didn't you say you were going to save me? Why is it different from the rules of the game?"

"Who said I was going to save you?"

The puppet opened and closed its mouth and said a desperate answer, "For a scum like you, death is the best salvation."

……

The roar of the train crushed the last curse, and the prisoner who was sitting on the interrogation chair suddenly yelled like an evil spirit, his eyes were full of despair and panic, and he kicked Zhao Ya, who was leaning against the door and holding a cup of coffee. Jump, quickly asked, "What's going on?"

Su Zhao glanced at it, and calmly replied, "Maybe you're crazy?"

The man slammed into the table frantically, shouting for help in panic, and finally covered his eyes with his hands in fright, and closed his eyes tightly.

Su Zhao stood up holding the weird puppet Billy, took out a crumpled note from his pocket, handed it to Zhao Ya next to him, and said, "I happen to know a good psychiatrist, Dr. Yang, who recently developed A set of electric chair therapy, especially for serious criminals. Basically went to a mental hospital and they all came back crying and begging to be shot. Maybe you should try it."

"..."

Su Zhao grabbed his backpack and was about to turn around and go out. He seemed to think of something suddenly, turned around and asked, "Do you want to watch this bloody reality show of death?"

A complex look flashed across Zhao Ya's face, and she asked in a low voice, "Death reality show?"

……

The blood moon came, and a round of scarlet and icy moonlight shone on this silent town.

After getting into the night, Getan Town appears quiet and dead, like a dead world isolated from the world, revealing an unreasonable weirdness and coldness.

The police station in the small town is one of the few buildings with bright entrances, and the street lamps hanging at the entrance are trying their best to support a ray of light in the gloom.

A sneaky figure walked quietly in the darkness, picked up the phone from time to time to glance at it, and said a few words in a low voice, with a touch of tension and excitement on his face.

He is a horror novelist who specializes in collecting materials. He obtained a death video from a buddy who had a good channel. The real and terrifying content and bloody pictures in it aroused his curiosity.Pursuing the clues, he came to Getan, a dead city of night.

Just a week ago, the unexpected disappearance of the buddy who helped him get the death video gave him an ominous premonition, so he sped up the investigation, packed his luggage and came to this town overnight. Just three days ago, he received a report from the neighborhood committee. The phone said there was a fire at his home, but fortunately no one was injured.

Aware of a big net of conspiracy coming from behind, the novelist dare not neglect.After visiting and investigating as a folklorist for several days, I finally got a clue.

There is an old urban area in Gotan Town that has not been demolished for many years. That place is a taboo place that is kept secret by the locals. People often disappear in the urban area, and it is accompanied by many weird and strange urban legends, such as holding scissors and asking people when they see people. A weird woman who doesn't know whether she is beautiful or not, and a weirdo with a green hat who likes to catch passers-by to solve riddles, and if he can't answer, his tongue will be cut off.

In short, in order to better integrate into the environment, the writer bought an iron rod in a hardware store, asked an electric welder to weld a few nails on it, and made a mace.I also bought a hockey mask from Taobao, put on a windbreaker, and pretended to be the crystal lake murderer Jason.

Although I am a good citizen who abides by the law in my heart, this appearance is enough to deceive others.

He stopped suddenly, and under the moonlight, the figures of a man and a woman caught the other party's attention.

The man is carrying a large black backpack that rattles metal, and his face is covered with a loose mask of human leather, while the other woman wears a similar white mask from "The Stranger." No matter how you look at it, the mask has nothing to do with a psycho killer.

The writer thought about it, decided not to take the risk, and observed the situation first.When he took a step back, he accidentally stepped on the dead branch behind him, making a slight click.

The two people walking in the front silently turned their heads when they heard the movement.

The writer was so frightened that his heart was in his throat, and his hands under the black leather gloves were trembling slightly.

The other party did not act, but said with a trace of vigilance and doubts, "Who are you?"

"Morning, Mr. Chen."

The writer hastily made up a name, "My name is Mr. Chen."

The other party nodded thoughtfully, "Coincidentally, I have a friend named Mr. Chen."

He didn't know how to proceed, so he could only reply with a plausible answer, "There is no Mr. Chen in the world, or everyone is Mr. Chen."

The man wearing a leather face mask said, "My friend who is also called Mr. Chen has stopped working because of writing a book, and he was cut into boiled meat slices by crazy readers.",

After speaking, he turned and left, waved his hand, and said meaningfully, "Good luck, Mr. Chen."

He didn't heave a long sigh of relief until the two unidentified guys walked away. He leaned on the wall with one hand and almost collapsed in fright.

"whee."

The laughter reverberating behind him made him suddenly turn his head. Under the red moonlight, a little girl in a red kimono was covering her mouth and staring at him with a smile on her face.

"You are in a hurry."

With trembling lips, the writer stammered out the only Japanese he could speak.

"Ba Ga pressing the road?"

Chapter 150 [-] Don't Come Over, You'll Die This Big!

After stepping into the mysterious Getan Town, for some reason, Zhao Ya, who had always been calm and composed, also began to sweat in his palms, and his calves trembled slightly. He finally regained his composure after adjusting his breathing and posture.

In the dark corner where the cold moonlight cannot reach, there are pairs of scarlet eyes hiding, looking at the single pedestrians on the road.

Although the mask concealed her inner unease, the constant glances at the men around her betrayed her mental state.In order to relieve her tension, she asked in a low voice, "Is the experience of your friend named Mr. Chen being made into boiled pork slices true?"

"how is this possible?"

Su Zhao shook his head and said calmly, "Of course I lied to him."

"call."

Zhao Ya breathed a sigh of relief, but Su Zhao continued, "Mr. Chen's real ending is that after being pigeonholed, he was poured into cement by crazy readers and thrown into the sea to feed fish. It is much worse than making boiled meat slices." gone."

"We have arrived."

A reminder from Su Zhao interrupted the wild thoughts in Zhao Ya's mind. A dilapidated and deserted Broadway opera house appeared in front of the two of them like the skeleton of a long-dead steel and concrete monster. Su Zhao took out an invitation card from his inner pocket. Put the letter into Zhao Ya's hand, and said in a low voice, "Go in with the invitation letter, find the seat above and sit down, don't move around. I still have some things to do."

After speaking, Su Zhao walked to the alley next to him, and his figure disappeared into the night, leaving Zhao Ya standing alone. After adjusting his mentality, he walked towards the abandoned opera house.

The seemingly dilapidated, abandoned opera house with shattered glass actually presents a piece of resplendent decoration.As if inside and outside belong to two different worlds.All kinds of mysterious characters entered through different doors, which reminded her of Doraemon's Any Door for the first time.

Finally, it became clear why Su Zhao firmly refused to allow her to lead the team here before. They may never find this hall when it comes to mysterious events.Shuttle in front of a group of perverted killers, Zhao Ya suppressed the urge to tingle, and stuffed the invitation letter into the hands of a guy who made up as a clown.

The other party glanced down at the information on the invitation letter and waved her in.The sharp-eyed Zhao Ya has been paying attention to the surrounding situation, and even identified a few criminal suspects on the most wanted list with high rewards through the other party's clothing, but Zhao Ya, who broke into the Longtan and Tiger's Den alone, did not make any noise, but remained calm He found his own seat and sat down, looking at the stage shrouded in dark curtains.

It was covered with coagulated black blood, as if it was left by the previous victims.The surrounding seats began to fill up with the audience one after another, Zhao Ya could only bite the bullet and watch this bloody performance calmly.

At this time, Su Zhao quietly came to the back door of the Grand Theater with a backpack on his back, opened an unguarded door, ran towards the studio behind the stage according to the route diagram he knew by heart, and finally stopped in the dressing room s position.

"found it."

Su Zhao turned the doorknob and found that it was locked from the inside.He took two steps back and kicked the door fiercely, with a loud bang, the fragile door was kicked open.

The writer's limbs were firmly tied to the platform truck by belts, and he could not move.He is now deeply regretful, never expecting that the conspiracy behind it is far beyond imagination.He began to regret his curiosity, and he was full of fear of the girl in the red kimono.

The door that was kicked open suddenly made him tremble all over, and he almost died on the spot.All kinds of instruments of torture that were still dripping on the wall were shaken.

Sensing someone approaching, I was so frightened that I hurriedly started to speak Japanese that I had never learned.

"Taijun, I have a bad conscience, and I'm going to work like a murderer!"

"I'm not a victim, you have to trust me!"

"I can also sing love cycle Japanese songs."

Su Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then jokingly said, "Yoxi, Mr. Chen, how can you say that your authentic Kansai dialect Japanese is at the level of an officer?"

Mr. Chen, who was so frightened out of his wits, couldn't react for a while, and cursed, "Why did you bring a second devil to translate it? Fuck, tell him I'm a murderer, not a victim."

Su Zhao took out a knife from his pocket, cut off the shackles that bound Mr. Chen's hands and feet, patted the face with clenched teeth, and said, "It's me."

The other party shook his head desperately, "I didn't see your face, don't kill me."

Su Zhao was a little speechless, so he had to threaten, "If you don't open your eyes now, I will really stab you."

Mr. Chen quickly opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that the person standing in front of him was actually an uninvited guest he had met before.He quickly grabbed the opponent's hand and said tremblingly, "Help me, save me quickly, I don't want to die yet."

"Shh, be quiet."

Su Zhao signaled the other party to keep quiet, and after searching inside, he found nothing, so he took off a black robe with a hood covering his face from the hanger, threw it to the other party, and signaled him to put it on.

"Put on your clothes and follow me immediately."

"well."

Just as Mr. Chen was in a hurry to get dressed, that ghostly girl in red kimono appeared at the door again.

He was so frightened that he hid directly behind Su Zhao, and said in panic, "Ghost, there is a ghost!"

Su Zhao suddenly turned around, saw the girl in kimono with a face as pale as paper, and suddenly remembered the cold girl with the meteor hammer in Kill Bill, coughed twice, trying to communicate with the other party, "Ahem, you are so anxious, oh hey Yo, Missy Missy, Smecta."

The girl looked at the two people in front of her coldly, took out a sharp knife from the back of the kimono, and gently closed and locked the door behind her with her backhand, and kicked the only key from the crack of the door. kick out.

Lock the victim with her.

Su Zhao said silently, "Little girl, you have narrowed your path. There is no grudge in the past, and there is no enmity in the present. Why don't we take a step back?"

"Humph."

She ignored the other party's advice, and gently waved the dagger in her hand, emitting a dazzling luster under the light, as if the god of death was approaching step by step.

"Gorgeous."

Su Zhao glanced at it disdainfully, and undid the zipper of the backpack calmly.

The girl in kimono, who was holding the winning ticket, saw the man in front of her take out a serrated knife over [-] centimeters from his backpack, and lightly touched the short jiemo in her hand.He asked calmly, "Little brother, what's the matter with you?"

The girl in kimono was stunned, and with a bang, the Jie in her hand fell to the ground by mistake, and took two steps back in horror.

The big and long black shadow was reflected on her face, she was so frightened that there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she took a few steps back in panic.

"Jamaic is falling, don't come here, you will die if you are so big!"

Chapter 150 Five, Today I'll Let You Know What Is Nanny Rong

The two of them stuffed the girl in the kimono into the magic box together. Just in case, they even sealed each other's mouth with tape and put a black cloth bag on her head.After finishing everything, Su Zhao took the trembling novelist Mr. Chen to find the "evidence" he wanted and left.However, before the two of them opened the door, they heard a rough knock on the door, accompanied by outrageous shouts.

"Hurry up, it's time for you to perform on stage."