Chapter 12 The Madhouse 483.It doesn't matter if it's true or not

Six or seven years ago, Japan Kitayuya Nishimachi, Nara Women's University -

The hypnotist felt that Sakurano's dormitory door was like a fierce beast, waiting for him with its mouth wide open. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

But he has no way out, if the assassination fails, then he can't make a deal, and he is also unable to protect himself.

His passport and other documents were all sent by Midori's father to deal with them, and if he didn't return on time, his documents would be destroyed, and he would become a wanted figure in both black and white.

There was no choice in front of him, so he could only bite the bullet......

He trembled and pinched the handkerchief in his hand, in fact, his hypnotism was only learned from some unknown books and unknown hypnotic teachers.

But now the situation really doesn't feel right, and there is a dead silence in Sakurano's dormitory, just like the entire girls' dormitory building.

The girls in the building were all drugged, so they slept quite heavily at this time, and they didn't know what was going on.

When it comes time to find witnesses tomorrow, the police will only get a unified answer - the girls will say that they go to bed early and don't know anything.

But in this current situation, it doesn't matter whether there are eyewitnesses or not, and now the hypnotists themselves are unable to protect themselves......

In the dark dormitory room, a woman's deep sigh was heard, but this sigh was not sad, but a kind of dissatisfaction.

The hypnotist swallowed his saliva, he thought it wasn't just two teenage girls!? Still scared by these two children?

The subordinates, including his apprentice, must have been hypnotized and fell to the ground, how could those two unarmed girls kill so many strong men!?

Besides, how could that bloody arm just now have so much strength to drag someone into the room at once!?

"It's all an illusion!" The hypnotist kept chattering, and if he continued to read like this, he would hypnotize himself, he already believed that this was all an illusion, as long as he found a way to crack it!

He seems to have forgotten a point, even if he is hypnotized, it cannot be relieved by repeating the chanting, and this is not chanting, and it can be exorcised by reciting it a few more times......

Suddenly, there was a faint burst of laughter in Sakurano's room, a strange sound that sounded real, but ethereal.

It's true because the sound really comes into your ears......

Ethereal is the sound that seems to be lighter than air, and it all floats to the top of the head, making people feel their scalp tingle.

The hypnotist felt that it was too "benevolent" to use hypnotism on these two teenage girls! It's best to teach them in the most primitive, simple and crude way!

So he took out a sharp dagger, no matter what, a teenage girl couldn't beat a grown man like him!

The hypnotist approached the door of Sakurano's dormitory room step by step, and he didn't dare to rush in, after all, after several people rushed in just now, there was no follow-up.

So he's going to have to take it easy......

He cautiously hid by the door, listening sideways to the inside of the room, but there was no longer that distinct sound.

"Drip ...... Answer, drip ...... Answer: "The only sound at this time is the sound of water droplets falling on the ground, and in this silence, the hypnotist can hear it clearly.

Slowly, cautiously, he poked his head into the room, and if something was wrong, he could still run away, and it should be too late.

But at the moment when he probed, a subtle flashlight light shot into his eyes, and his pupils dilated in an instant......

A strong current of air carried him into the sky, and he could feel as if he had left his body, and then quickly floated upward......

But the light in his eyes was so harsh that he couldn't even open them.

The light gradually weakened, weakened, and weakened, and finally he felt a tremor in his body, as if an elevator had arrived, and then he could see things in front of him.

It's just that what he saw scared him so much that his legs went limp......

What appeared in front of his eyes was not a terrifying and bloody scene, but a woman......

The woman was pretty, but she was also the one he knew best—a neighbor of the hypnotist, and a poor widow, young and beautiful, but much criticized.

The people who lived in that area thought that this woman would bring bad luck to people, and everyone turned away from her.

The hypnotist was just a tenant next door, but he had coveted the young widow's beauty for a long time......

On a rainy night, he helped his father do another "big thing" in Midenri, and received a lot of feedback.

So he knocked on the door of the beautiful widow with a drunken and bullish spirit, and when the door opened, the other party greeted him politely.

But he kicked the poor widow up, and then rode on her, and slapped her several times in succession, so that the poor woman almost lost consciousness......

For hypnotists, it was a night of doing whatever they wanted......

When the beautiful widow woke up and found that she had been defiled by the hypnotist, she wept bitterly and said that she would call the police to arrest him.

For the hypnotist whose identity was originally reshaped, what he was most afraid of was that the police would come to the door, so he hypnotized the woman, and then asked her to take out several conflicting drugs by herself, and injected herself in a row.

The hypnotist even made the woman write a suicide note - all to blame for the ridicule of the unfriendly middle-aged women, which made her disgusted with this unfriendly world at all.

Everything was handled perfectly, a dirty murder case, it was over, and no one would defend this beautiful widow, for the people around them, the death of such an unlucky woman made everyone feel at ease......

But now, the hypnotist is back in the widow's room, and even sees the widow doing her housework.

When the widow turned around and saw him, she greeted him warmly.

Every bad thing the hypnotist has done, although he forcibly makes himself "not remember", but the subconscious saves these dirty past things for him.

When he saw the widow again, fear, surprise, joy, anger, a mixture of emotions came flooding up.

The reason for his joy was that he really felt that the widow's appearance was still very good...... (To be continued.) )