"There are seven people in this house, one of them is called Cao Min, he is different from the others, he has killed people, he is a real criminal." "Now he's going out on errands, and when he comes back, he's going to kill us all." ”

"Why?" Juan asked suspiciously, "Aren't you guys in the same group?" Why did he kill you? ”

The priest sighed: "Because he wants to be alone." ”

So it was, the scroll was understood, and it was a tragedy caused by the uneven distribution of spoils.

"Can we call the police?" Juan asked, although he did not have much hope for this mention.

"I'm afraid not." The priest refused, "It's too far from the police station, wait for the police to come...... Well, it's probably time to start an autopsy. ”

Curly sighed, looked down and thought about it, then looked up and asked, "You just said that there are seven people?" ”

She stretched out a finger and pointed at him, at the woman in his arms, at herself, then at the corpse on the ground, and finally asked, "Eliminate Cao Min, where are the other two people?" Why don't you call them together? ”

"It's a pity." The priest sighed, "One is already dead and was killed by Cao Min, and the other is so frightened that he hid, I searched for a long time but didn't find him." ”

Curly snorted, a priest, a minor, a woman who screamed most of the time, a corpse that could be crossed out, relying on the four of them to face a murderer, this was a bit difficult, she wanted to be quiet.

"Positively, it's hard to beat him?" The priest said, "So I have a plan, would you like to hear it?" ”

Half an hour later, Roll and the woman hid behind two walls.

The distance between the walls is not far, and in the middle is a corridor.

What they had to do was very simple, after the priest attracted Cao Min, he straightened the rope in his hand and tripped Cao Min.

"That's a rough plan." Curly muttered in a low voice.

"Shh The woman on the other side hurriedly booed, her hand holding the rope burst out with green tendons, and she looked extremely nervous.

Juan Juan turned his head to look at her, it was hard to imagine that this was the mother of a fifteen-year-old child, and it looked like she was only in her twenties, because she was well raised, I remember that her roommate had popularized science with her, Lin Fu's mother was well married, her husband was rich, and she doted on her very much, so she has been living a pampered life.

But now it seems that it is miserable.

There were bruises everywhere on his face and arms, in addition to some hot marks from cigarette butts, and even cut marks from razors, to Curly's surprise, some of the scars were not left in a short period of time, but old scars left after the wound healed a few months ago. What's going on? Doesn't it mean that she has always lived a pampered life?

Before Juan could figure it out, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the distance.

The woman turned to look at her, and her eyes read: Here we are!

The sound of footsteps from far to near, chaotic, accompanied by the sound of large gasps.

Curly and the woman clenched the rope in their hands, their eyes fixed on the ground, one, two, three...... The moment the priest rushed past them, he straightened the rope in his hand.

A figure running at high speed was knocked down by a rope and fell hard.

The moment the other man fell, the priest turned back, raised the rolling pin in his hand, and slammed it on the back of the head.

The other party snorted and fell to the ground completely, without moving.

Curly got up from the ground, walked over to take a look, and sighed: "Why is it a woman?" ”

Lying on the ground was a woman, different from Lin Fu's mother, who was full of lumpy muscles all over her body, and it seemed that she could run a horse on her arms and break boulders in her chest. She was badly wounded, one in the back of her head and another in her abdomen, bleeding from her stomach as she lay face down on the ground.

The priest came up, took the rope from the curly hand, returned to the woman on the ground, tied her hands behind her back, and said, "I'll take care of the matter here, and you can go back and wait for me." ”

Lin Fu's mother obeyed him, and immediately pulled the curly hand: "Let's go back first." ”

Scrolls are indispensable, she was pulled away by Lin Fu's mother, and when she left, she turned her head to look at the woman on the ground, the woman had been turned over by the priest, and the wound left by a sharp object on her abdomen was very deep, and the blood stained her clothes red.

She looked at the priest again, and at the rolling pin resting on his lap, and wondered a little, the rolling pin could not pierce such a wound, who left this wound, and what was it used for?

Before she could figure it out, she had been pulled away from here.

After returning to the original room, Lin Fu's mother immediately shrank into the farthest corner, staring at the man's corpse on the ground and trembling.

Juan Juan shook his head, why is this so painful?

Instead of comforting her, she sat down in another corner, closed her eyes, and began to sleep.

After the tense nerves relaxed, the person became very sleepy, and the curled head was little by little, and finally hung down.

After a brief moment of darkness, she slowly opened her eyes.

I thought I had returned to the dormitory, and I should go out to buy a new phone card to call the police, but when I opened my eyes, something came into view.

It was the corpse of a man, naked, wearing nothing, with blood gushing from the back of his head.

Thinking that something was wrong with his eyes, Curly raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously.

But when he put his hand down, the body was still clearly lying there.

She began to look around, the wooden beams, the dusty floor, and the thin wooden bed, and the thin blanket on the bed......

Finally, her gaze fell on the corner.

Lin Fu's mother was still curled up in the corner...... She was covered in blood.

With a ding-dong sound, a chair leg fell from the curly hand, and she lowered her head and looked at her outstretched hands, which were all covered with blood, not the blackened blood of the man, but the blood flowing from the woman's body, which was still hot.

The door suddenly opened behind her, and the priest stood in the doorway: "I'll come back......"

He froze in the doorway, looking at the scene in front of him with a look of surprise on his face.

Just like the last time he entered the door, he was still not afraid of the bloody scrolls in his hands, but rushed over quickly, lowered his head to check Lin Fu's mother's situation, and after the inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief: "God bless, she is still alive." ”

Then, he jerked his head up and stared at the scroll.

Because the movement was too large, the rosacross hanging around his neck shook incessantly, reflecting a bright silver light.

"Who's down there?" He looked at the curl through the lenses of his black-rimmed glasses and asked in a deep voice, "Is it you, or your second personality?" ”

Lin Fu: "It's not me!" ”

Juanjuan: "It's not me!" ”

The two replied almost in unison.

"I didn't do it!" Lin Fu looked very flustered, "I just woke up, I was too tired before, so I slept for a while, and when I woke up, it was like this...... Oh, I see, Red Scarf! Did you do it right? ”

Juan didn't react to who he was calling at first......

"Don't you dare to speak, do you?" Lin Fu then shouted, "You acquiesced, didn't you?" ”

Only then did Juan Juan react, this thing seemed to be her pseudonym......

"Nonsense!" She immediately retorted, "I just woke up and somehow became a murderer!" And not once, but twice! ”

Two people, one mouth, you and I quarrel one by one.

quarreled to the end, and even started to move.

The left hand pinched the right hand, and the right foot stepped on the left foot, in the eyes of the masses who did not know the truth, it was like a big jump.

"Enough!" The priest shouted.

At the end, the eighty-one horse, who began to be cruel, and the two who killed a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred looked at him together, because the pain was too bad, and the two eyes were constantly shedding tears.

"I don't care who did it, or what reason I did it." The priest looked at the two of them sternly, "But the same thing can't happen again, so ......"

There was a bright light in his eyes, and that light was like a cross dangling in his chest, silvery-white, cold, sharp, stern, rational.

He looked at the scroll and said earnestly, "You have to find a way to control him." ”