Yang Zuo waited for the guests while browsing the news.

Suddenly, all the dozen or so web windows that opened automatically closed.

Yang Zuo, who thought there was a problem with the computer, restarted the computer.

Ten minutes later.

Yang Zuo clicked on the webpage again.

I saw that the real-time hotspots in the middle of the web page have changed from ten to four.

And it's all about one thing.

The demon in my head, the Death Diary.

After three years, the judge was finally arrested.

The serial murder case in Huanghai City was solved.

Police said the death diary had been confirmed.

Caught? It's that simple?

With countless questions, Yang Zuo clicked on the first one.

This is a screenshot of WeChat Moments.

"The demon in my head, the Death Diary."

May 16, 2017 20:48

This is my first time writing a diary.

And for the last time.

Mom and Dad under the Yellow Spring, I'm sorry.

Those who were killed by the demons in my body, I'm sorry.

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My name is Zhu Cheng and I was born on May 17, 1988.

I know that I was given the nickname Inquisitor.

I've been world-weary since I was a child, probably from the day I was really sensible.

The second half of the second semester of junior high school.

At that time, my head was full of dark thoughts.

This kind of thing appeared in my head for no reason.

Until now, it has been 14 years. I always think that if I don't enjoy it now, who can guarantee that I won't die in the next second?

Everyone else can die if they drink water, and that's because it's doomed.

I am a person who believes in fate very much, and I am also a person who is very good at thinking.

Just seven years ago, I accidentally saw the murder plot in a crime movie, at that time, I inexplicably rose a sense of worship and a trace of evil thoughts in my heart, my blood boiled, I wanted to dissect the bodies of those who disrespected me one by one, so that they could taste the taste of fear.

That's when demonic seeds were planted in my body.

From then on, I was controlled by him.

When I was 11 years old, the devil took control of my body and began to study criminology.

When I was 12 years old, I became an assistant police officer.

When I was 13 years old, I had been an assistant police officer for a year, and I figured out the steps of the police to investigate the case.

When I was 14 years old, I quit my job as an assistant police officer because the demon had taken root and it was affecting me every moment.

In 15 years, the devil ate away at half of my brain, and that's when sin began.

This year, the demon took control of my body and smashed my vampire boss to death with a wrench.

By the time I was 16 years old, demons had taken over eight out of ten of my brains.

So, the demon took control of me and killed the second man.

The man punched and kicked me a few days ago because I accidentally stepped on his foot on the bus. But I never thought about killing him, because I was used to it.

However, the demon reappeared.

I thought about killing myself, but when I did, demons took control of my brain.

I was desperate because I couldn't defeat the devil.

5/16/17.

For almost a year, I've had a good life.

Because the devil hasn't appeared for a long time.

I work as a warehouse clerk in a logistics company.

The colleagues are nice to get along with and I'm happy.

But today, when I was browsing the web at work, I came across a news report.

The news that a certain celebrity committed suicide due to depression.

At that time, I guessed that he must have been controlled by demons as well, but his determination was much stronger than mine, and his soul was liberated!

And I, who have been tortured by demons for seven years, why do I still live in the world?

My suicidal thoughts rose again, more violently than ever.

But the demon reappeared.

I tried my best to suppress it.

But the devil is in my body.

I can't get rid of it, I really can't get rid of it, I can't hold on anymore.

I tried to drive away the terrible thoughts with those happy memories

But it's useless, it's useless, it's useless!!

Because I've never had happy memories.

No friends, no joy, no happiness, no care, no ....

My brain is eating away, and if I let the demons take over my body, the consequences will be unimaginable.

I started trying all sorts of things.

Eventually, I discovered that keeping a journal was a great way to resist demonic attacks.

So I wrote this journal.

In a few hours it will be May 17th, the day I was born into this world.

I know, I'm about to be free! My soul will be redeemed.

Goodbye, this wonderful world!

Although I have never enjoyed you!

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Seeing this, Yang Zuo rubbed his temples, an action he would only do when he was deep in thought.

You are my angel

The angel who protects me

I never grieved again

......

A rapid ringing of his mobile phone interrupted Yang Zuo's thoughts.

"Hey, Sasaki, did you watch the news?"

As soon as he picked up the phone, Wang Lin's voice sounded in Yang Zuo's ears.

"Death diary? Looked. ”

"My dad's task force has made a major discovery."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that Zhu Cheng is not a judge, he has never killed anyone at all."

"But the contents of the diary are very real! And haven't the police already proven the authenticity of the diary? ”

"That diary is true, but the murderer is not him."

"Could it be..."

"You wouldn't have guessed, would you?"

"Yes, I guessed a little."

"I'll go to the dormitory now, you wait for me!"

Hanging up the phone, Yang Zuo hurriedly closed the door.

He didn't expect that when he woke up in the hospital some time ago, a promise he made would really come true.

But now that it's happened, it's time to deliver on what was promised.

The gateway to the golden ocean.

"Damn, why is the door closed."

"It's not because you're afraid of being exposed, so you run away, right?"

"Looks like so."

"It's disgusting, I drove for more than an hour, and the door was closed."

"I said, did he trick us?"

"Wait, maybe something is going out."

"Then just wait!"

A group of five people squatted in front of the store, smoking cigarettes and waiting.

Originally, after they got the address, they rushed over, but they didn't expect...

Sure enough, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

An hour later.

"Damn, it's been an hour, and the door hasn't opened yet, so nothing can be done for so long, right? I knew we were coming! ”

"Looks like we've been deceived!"

"This grandson.."

"Let's go, let's all go back!"

"Yes, hurry up and go back to the live broadcast room to tell everyone that this guy is a liar."

The five people who had been waiting for a long time couldn't bear it, and they were all filled with righteous indignation, and they were ready to go back and apply in the live broadcast room.

And our protagonist Yang Zuo is now in the dormitory.

"Is it really what I suspected?"

In the dormitory, Yang Zuo, who was sitting on a stool with Erlang's legs crossed, said.

On the way to the dormitory, he received a temporary task issued by the system.

Temporary Mission: Tell Wang Jianfa that the murderer's name is Zhu Chen, Zhu Cheng's twin brother. Quest Reward: You're just passing a message, and you want a reward? Failure Punishment: You're awesome. Mission time: 1 day.

How did this bloody mission come out? The rewards for missions and the penalties for failure are simply a bunker, and if I fail, do I have to be so despised by you?

The moment he received the task, Yang Zuo almost had a car accident, but it was this strange task that made him drunk.

"Yes, my dad and they think that Zhu Cheng may be the victim, and the murderer deliberately left his life after killing him, and he doesn't know the purpose."

Wang Lin touched his chin, looking like a detective.

When Yang Zuo heard this, he almost fell.