Who is it!?Who knows his identity?

The murderer's heart was raised at once, but the tension was mixed with inexplicable excitement, and he barely felt much panic, and he felt the taste of panic for the first time, which made him scared and very happy at the same time.

"No one will be able to ignore me anymore. The killer sat in his dilapidated room and muttered to himself at the computer, "No one will be able to abandon me anymore." ”

"I can be human too. The murderer clenched the mouse in his hand, and he continued to explore the post in front of him.

The first part of the post, in addition to listing the death lists of the missing children, also focused on the loopholes and irrationalities of these missing cases.

The whole article written in the post is full of hints to others - this is not an ordinary disappearance, but a serial murder case of a very bad nature!

The murderer also found that many places in this post are alluding to the means and places of killing. even vaguely listed the characteristics of the murderer and the murder weapon.

For example, the post reads: "The bodies of these children are like flowers, and the perpetrators cruelly pluck the petals off one by one." ”

This sentence is completely implying that the method of killing is "dismemberment".

There are even words like this: "The clown in Paradise no longer focuses on juggling, balloons, and little girls' hairpins." He set his eyes on the blood-red kitchen knife. ”

The clown is the murderer's disguise in the amusement park, and balloons and hairpins are the tools he uses to attract children.

As for kitchen knives...... Because dismemberment is not a simple job, especially at the stage of chopping bones, even if the child's bones are soft, but to chop the bones, you still have to use a sharp kitchen knife that can chop things.

"This guy knows me well. The murderer stared at the words in the post, and the thought vaguely popped up in his heart: "He knows my qiē." ”

This feeling of having nothing to hide, as a cruel murderer without much emotion, is the first time he has experienced it.

Excited and scared, I can't wait to know who this object of fear is, but I'm afraid to learn about it.

"He must have left me a clue. The murderer muttered to himself, reading every word of this post step by step, and he knew that this poster published this post for him, not for others, or for the murderer.

So this person may also be looking for him, he is looking for a murderer, blatantly looking for a vicious criminal.

Realizing this, it made the murderer in the broken house feel more and more excited, maybe this is probably a trap, a trap to lure him into the bait, but at this moment, the murderer will not think so much.

He does not fear persecution, torture, or death.

The only thing that bothered him in this world was that no one could understand his being, not even himself.

Heaven made me born into the world, why?

I was unrecognizable, hunched over, living in the world, but not giving me the right to feel pain or pleasure.

The killer saw the post at the end, and finally saw the hint given to him by the poster, who reminded him that a little girl witnessed his crime, which is called an eyewitness.

Incidentally, he was also told that the witness was now in a hospital in City A.

"Isn't that just a clear idea for me to kill the witnesses?" the murderer felt even more excited, and the blood all over his body seemed to be gushing on his head, as if it was boiling.

He didn't know why the poster had written so much, and in the end he told him as if he was helping him: "Hey, you still have a witness who hasn't been killed, go and kill her!"

Even if it might be a trap, it seems like you have to jump into it.

I have never been able to experience or even penetrate his state of mind in such a way, and describe his mentality and way of action in touching sentences.

This made the murderer curious.

He couldn't help himself from being curious, so he didn't visit the post anymore, he got up, he started to prepare things, he was going to do what was hinted at in this post, he was going to kill the witness.

At the same time, Zhuo Mingyu, who had already sent out various posts, left the Internet café, returned to the hospital again, and collapsed in front of the grooming mirror in the hospital hall, talking to He Qianjue inside.

"I did what you said. Zhuo Mingyu said, "Most of the articles published on the Internet are also written according to what you say, although it makes me feel ...... to write like this."

Zhuo Mingyu was stuck when he said this, and his expression became weird.

"I portrayed it to you with the mentality of a murderer. He Qianjue said, "So after you write this article throughout, you will feel ...... Well, it seems perverted, for someone who can understand the article. ”

"However, there are only three people who will understand this article, you, me, and the murderer. ”

So, for the murderer, the article only resonated with him. He Qianjue was confident, he looked at Zhuo Mingyu with a smile, "I originally thought you would write it differently, but it seems that you finally chose my plan." ”

"Because I can't write it myself. Zhuo Mingyu said, "I can't think of any kind of article that can get the attention of the murderer in a short period of time and the fastest, so I finally thought of what you said." ”

He Qianjue said: "Fortunately, this is a wise choice, soon, the murderer will come to the door." ”

Zhuo Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief and became inexplicably nervous, and finally he asked He Qianjue: "Why do you know the murderer's mentality so well?"

He Qianjue said: "Because I'm imitating him." ”

"Imitation?" Zhuo Mingyu couldn't understand He Qianjue's statement.

"I'm imitating his spirit, his thoughts, I'm constructing a fictional him in my mind, and I've 'become him' on a certain course, do you know what I mean?"

Of course, Zhuo Mingyu will not understand, he himself is also very self-aware, and gave up the idea of understanding monsters and a murderer, and the top priority now is that he is ready to meet this murderer.

"What should I do?" Zhuo Mingyu became even more nervous, the nervousness made him look impatient, causing him to walk back and forth, "The murderer is coming, we are going to deal with him like this?"

He Qianjue said: "Leave it to the police, didn't you say that there will be plainclothes policemen lurking nearby?"

"Yes, they gave me my phone number before leaving, saying that they would call if something went wrong. Zhuo Mingyu said.

"Isn't that good? As soon as the murderer comes, the shadow ghost will definitely do something, and all you have to do is follow your daughter's body and frantically knock the police. ”

"Isn't there anything else to do?" Zhuo Mingyu couldn't imagine that things would end so simply.

He Qianjue said: "If you see that shadow ghost in a state of obvious panic and fear, find a way to bring him over and bring him to my mirror." ”

He Qianjue sighed: "Because I can't guarantee that every step will be able to follow the plan, there are too many unstable factors, so at this stage, only improvisation is the best countermeasure." ”

"Zhuo Mingyu, I know that you want to protect your children and your wife very, very much, what I want to say is that if you really want to protect, then be prepared to pay a little or even sacrifice yourself. ”

"A person who is not enlightened has no ability to protect others. ”

In He Qianjue's vague influence, it seems that this sentence was once said to him by others.

Maybe He Qianjue also had someone he wanted to protect, that must be a very, very precious person to He Qianjue, and he must have worked hard to protect him.

But what is the result?

He Qianjue couldn't remember.

He didn't really want to remember it, the person he had worked so hard to protect, He Qianjue didn't want to remember anymore.

As long as you have worked hard, what is the result, and what?