September 26× 200 7:50 AM

Half-asleep, I heard shouts and screams. When I opened my eyes, I saw several people surrounded by the wall in front of me, and my gut told me that something was wrong again.

I lifted the "quilt" on my body, got up from the ground, walked over quickly, and walked forward to take a look, and my brain exploded with a "buzz".

A new victim was born, and it was the fat woman. Her death was almost identical to that of the bearded man—a distorted face, frightened eyes, an open mouth. The only difference was that the deadly fruit knife was not stuck in her neck, but in the heart.

Although I had been somewhat prepared, I still felt a wave of shock and dizziness when I saw another tragic victim.

Almost all the people in the supermarket are now crowded, and several people are covering their mouths, and the fear is palpable.

"Who first found her?" The middle-aged uncle asked.

"Yes...... It's me. The little white-faced boy said with a shocked expression, "I woke up early, and when I wanted to come here to get some drinks, I saw her...... Killed. ”

The middle-aged uncle squatted down and touched the hands and feet of the corpse, and said, "Her limbs are completely stiff, and it looks like she's been dead for hours — she was killed in the night." ”

The fashion girl seemed to be a little unable to stand, and her body shook: "She...... How could she be killed? Her tone sounded a little funny, as if the big man from before was supposed to be killed.

"We have a murderer here, and he doesn't need a reason to kill anymore." The single mother said in a low voice.

"Oh my God, how can this be......" The female clerk covered her mouth with tears in her eyes, "So, any of us could be killed?" ”

Her words made my heart tremble and I shuddered. For a moment, I was almost misled by her words, believing that there was a perverted murderer among us who didn't need a reason, but I calmed down in time and let the rational thinking in my head take over. I was able to do this because a few words that the fat woman said yesterday came to my mind:

"I believe that no matter what happens, there will always be a trace. I don't believe that someone killed someone in this closed supermarket, and there will be no trace of it, I want to find out about this matter and see who is the real murderer! ”

I took a deep breath, and I thought, I kind of understood why she had been killed.

Suddenly, my heart shook again—by the way, the fat woman mysteriously told me last night that she had found out something, and that if she followed that clue, she would find out the true face of the murderer—and she had been killed by the murderer within a few hours of saying this. Clearly, the killer also sensed that her presence was a threat. But—and I wondered a little—if I'm not mistaken, the fat woman's investigation is supposed to be directed at the red-haired thugs, that is, the biggest threat to the red-haired thugs. Now that she has been killed, is the murderer really ......

My eyes rolled in my sockets a few times, and then I couldn't help but glance at the red-haired thug, who happened to see me too. I was startled and quickly withdrew my gaze, but he stared at me viciously and asked, "Hey, what do you mean by looking at me like that?" ”

Everyone looked at the two of us, and I nervously and embarrassedly defended, "No...... I was just...... Inadvertently looking over, it's not interesting. ”

The red-haired thug raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't think I'm a murderer, do you?" ”

I shuddered, and the horror in my heart grew even greater. The middle-aged uncle came over and said to the red-haired gangster: "Hey, people have said that they don't mean that, why don't you give up?" ”

The red-haired thug lit a cigarette, turned around and said coldly, "Hmph, you didn't treat me as a good person anyway, did you?" ”

I don't want him to dwell on this issue any longer, lest he become resentful of me. I digressed the conversation and asked, "By the way, did you hear footsteps last night?" ”

The little white-faced boy said: "Someone gets up to go to the toilet or something at night, of course they will hear footsteps, what's wrong?" ”

I shook my head and said, "No, it wasn't an ordinary footstep, but a slow, dull, lifeless, weird footstep. ”

The fashion girl snorted: "Don't say it so scary, okay?" The current situation is frightening enough. ”

"But the footsteps I heard were ...... like this."

The single mother, the fashionable girl, and the little white-faced boy who faced me looked at each other, all with blank expressions. The little white-faced boy shook his head and said, "We didn't hear the weird footsteps you said." ”

I was amazed: "How is this possible?" It wasn't too loud, but it was so clear, how could I be the only one who could hear it? ”

The little white-faced boy said, "It can't be that you are sleepy, right?" ”

When he said that, I'm not really sure if last night's events were real or unreal. I just remember being a little half-asleep. But in any case, I was very impressed by the terrifying footsteps, but I can't tell whether that impression came from a dream or reality. I regret that I didn't pinch my thigh to make sure.

While I was secretly annoyed, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the female clerk next to me, and found that she had her head down, and a look of confusion and uneasiness passed over her face—a clear reaction to what I had just said—but for a moment, this unnatural expression was concealed by her, and she reverted to her pitiful appearance. I secretly wondered why she behaved like this, let alone why she deliberately covered it up.

The middle-aged uncle said at this time: "Forget it, don't talk about this now, let's carry her to the storage room first." ”

I sighed inwardly – the situation is getting more and more complicated. The target of my suspicion began to drift, and I now don't know who I suspect more. But I knew time was running out for us to unravel the mystery - there were already three bodies in the storage room now.