Chapter 58: The Psychotic Murderer

After the lame uncle fell into a pool of blood, a tall and thin figure gradually appeared behind him, this person turned out to be the strange man, the old man also fell beside him, his throat and the lame uncle had a deep wound, his clothes were stained with blood, and he didn't know when he died at all.

The man held a machete stained with blood in his hand, and his face and clothes were stained with blood, which came from the lame uncle and the old man, and his face was expressionless, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were sunken and hollow, and his face was as white as that of a dead man, hunched over his waist like a deformed man.

Yang Shuo's face turned pale when he saw the man's appearance, and before he could react, the man pounced and hit him on the forehead with the back of the knife, his vision gradually began to fog, looking at the man's incomparably empty face, he fell heavily to the ground, and his eyes were dark.

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The rain outside has not stopped, the thunder is still loud, in this thunderstorm night, Yangchun apartment is like a prison, full of distorted human side.

Lin Xinyi was very depressed tonight, she kept dialing Yang Shuo's mobile phone, but she never got through, she was thinking about asking Yang Shuo some news about the school case, and she made more than a dozen calls tonight, but the other party couldn't get through, which made her a little annoyed.

"Stinky boy, where the hell did you go, I didn't answer the phone call to his landline at home." Lin Xinyi had a headache looking at a pile of documents in the office, and she had no clue about the two murders in the school.

No, today she received a car accident near Wuyang High School last night, investigated all the street surveillance videos, and was surprised to find that there was no one driving in the car, why can a car that is unmanned from beginning to end hit and kill others?

Because Lin Xinyi was surprised to take over the two murder cases of Wuyang High School, this case belonged to the vicinity of Wuyang High School, and the victims were still in the same class, so naturally the three cases were handed over to her.

After watching the surveillance video of the school swimming pool nearly a hundred times, Lin Xinyi still couldn't see anything, the only thing she couldn't figure out was what the black object that dragged Liu Xiaoli into the water was.

"Brother Yang Shuo, hurry up and answer the phone for me!" Lin Xinyi frantically dialed Yang Shuo's phone.

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A bucket of cold cold water was poured on Yang Shuo's head, Yang Shuo slowly opened his heavy eyes, at this time there was a sharp pain in the back of his hand, the blood on his hand had not completely coagulated, the water on his body touched the wound, the pain suddenly came to his heart, and a trace of blood flowed down his forehead on his face.

Yang Shuo found that his hands and feet were tied up, trapped in a chair, and the man was looking at him right in front of his eyes, without any emotion in his eyes, like an emotionless devil, and like a walking corpse.

Turning his head to look at the side, he was shocked to find that An Huanhuan, Liu Hai, Chen Xuanwen and the little fat man were all tied to the chair, and woke up in a daze after being splashed with water by the man.

"Wake up, kids?" The man's thin lips slowly opened a playful arc.

"Where is this?" Yang Shuo looked at the surrounding environment very scary, the environment here is not big, the walls are full of bloodstains, new blood is still flowing, the old blood has already coagulated on the wall, there are all kinds of knives around it, and there are even chainsaws stained with blood.

The most frightening thing was that there was an operating table, on which lay pieces of rotting flesh, blurred limbs that could no longer see what they were, and looked somewhat like human limbs.

"Where is this? Heh, I don't know where this is? I knew it was a fun place. The man's strange smile was like that of the day, the man by day was melancholy and did not come into contact with people, and now he looked like a terrible devil.

"What the hell is going on, my forehead hurts!" Chen Xuanwen looked dazed and panicked, his eyes were dark after he didn't know how to be attacked in the room, and when he woke up, he was in this strange and bloody room.

"I really want to be attacked by a dark shadow, and I fainted......" An Huanhuan struggled, trying to break free from the rope tied to her body, but to no avail.

"Boss, he was knocked unconscious by me after he was knocked unconscious."

"Here...... Where is this, let go of me, let go of me. The little fat man looked at the situation in front of him, caught off guard, his heart suddenly shook, and he kept struggling with the rope on his body.

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The noisy voice seemed to provoke the man, and the man shouted: "Shut up Lao Tzu." ”

As soon as the words fell, the machete in the man's hand stabbed the little fat man in the chest, and the little fat man's eyes widened, looking at the blood flowing from his chest, and his face turned pale and closed his eyes as if he were dead.

The little fat man died in front of so many people, but everyone's expressions suddenly froze, his body shook with fright, and his face was as white as paper, this man was so terrible that he didn't think too much about killing people at all, and he directly raised his knife and fell like a butcher.

At this time, the whole room was filled with dead silence, and the man's fierce and merciless eyes looked at all the silent people, and his thin lips curled wickedly.

"Good." The man seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Shuo's frightened expression.

The man pulled the machete out of the little fat man's chest, blood splattered, and everyone's faces were filled with fear, but the man was very excited and excited.

"Wang Daying, this stupid guy, didn't notice that I was hiding in the apartment at all, and didn't think that I would appear ......" The man dragged out the unrecognizable corpse from the toilet with a meaningful evil smile on his face.

Judging from the shape and clothes of this body, Yang Shuo recognized it as a lame uncle at a glance.

The lame uncle had countless knife marks on his body at this time, his face was blurred with flesh and blood, and there were only two hollows left in his eyes, it seemed that the eyeballs had been dug out, Yang Shuo couldn't figure out why the man in front of him was torturing the lame uncle so much.

"Haha, it's been five years, it's been five years, you always thought I had gone crazy, I had forgotten what happened ten years ago, in fact, I have always remembered it for you, I remember every moment of the five years there." The man's hideous face hooked up a wicked smile.

"I've been looking for you for ten years, and it turns out that you were actually in front of my eyes five years ago, and you have always been in front of my eyes." The man muttered to himself, and the more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and he raised the machete in his hand in a rage, and looked at the lame uncle's body as a slurch.

No matter who watched this scene, Yang Shuo couldn't help but retch, this man was so crazy, he was simply a crazy psychotic murderer.