Chapter 363: The Devil's Repentance
Chinese The speed was too fast, and by the time I and the man in the pajamas saw clearly, half of Detective No. 3's body had been pulled out of the door, and he couldn't keep calm anymore, screaming desperately, his face was distorted, as if his arm was being pulled out of the door was suffering great pain!
"Help me! Save me! ”
The No. 1 man and I grabbed No. 3's body with all our might, but we still couldn't compete with the power outside the door, and seeing Detective No. 3's ** being pulled and deformed, as if it was going to be dismembered, the other people around the round table couldn't sit still.
"What's out there?"
"Damn it! Close the door! ”
Everyone had their own ghosts, and the thin man number six walked towards me with a blade.
"Help me, save me!" Most of Three's body had been pulled out of the door, his face was hideous, his mouth was wide open enough to fit a fist, and the room was filled with his screams.
As more and more blood flowed out of his mouth, Number Three's voice gradually weakened, and I felt the force in my hand suddenly increase, and I exchanged words with Man Number one while letting go of my hands.
"Save me, save ......"
Three's body was swallowed up by darkness in the blink of an eye, no one knew what was outside, the half-open iron door was closed by Man One, and only the alloy master key in the door lock proved that Detective Three had ever existed.
A large amount of blood seeped into the house from outside the iron door, and the pungent smell of blood quickly spread.
"This game, is it real?!"
The man in the pajamas pulled out the master key on the door and joined me to restore the cupboard to its original state and block the iron door.
"We're five minutes before the game starts, and I think it's time for everyone to take that seriously." The man in the pyjamas threw the master key in the center of the round table, the only proof that Detective Three ever existed.
"Number Three is dead? Just dead? ”
"Aren't the average detectives all cool-headed, observant, and extremely reasoning capable of turning the tables at the end of the case? Why did our detective die as soon as he came up?! ”
"I don't have a crush on the detective, and I hate the way Three speaks, and I deserve it."
"When he's dead, there's one less strong competitor."
"That's right, and he didn't die in vain, at least it proves that the iron door was a trap."
No one is sympathetic to Three, or the people who come here to participate in the game have long forgotten what sympathy is.
"Thirteen vents can't get in or out, there are no windows, and the only iron door is a trap, and if we want to survive, I'm afraid we can only follow the rules of the game." It was Du Yu who said this, he still had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes looked at the man in the No. 1 pajamas.
The surroundings slowly quieted down, and everyone looked at One, according to the rules of the game, the order of confession, which was the room number. How the game should be played and whether it can get off to a good start depends on the attitude of the man in the pajamas number one.
instantly became the focus, No. 1 was expressionless, and no one knew what kind of heart was hidden under his sloppy dress; "Okay, I agree to play the game normally according to the rules of the game."
He glanced at the blood oozing from behind the cupboard, shuddered and walked to the electric chair directly east of the hall.
It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and there was a red and blue light on the back of the electric chair alternately, and the shrill siren came from somewhere in the hall, and what was even more unexpected was that with the sound of the siren, the iron door behind the cabinet made a "bang" sound, as if some monster was hitting the door!
"This electric chair is urging you?"
"Go! Do you want it to ring all the time? Damn, that cupboard is moving! ”
Amid the shouting and scolding of the crowd, the man in the No. 1 pajamas gritted his teeth and sat on the electric chair, picked up something similar to a motorcycle helmet on the top of the electric chair and put it on his head.
When the helmet lid fell, the siren suddenly disappeared.
"It's a little weird." I looked at the man in the pajamas, "His movements feel very natural, find the helmet and put it on directly, and it is the most critical one, his existence can be said to be the key to whether the whole game can start smoothly, is his identity a policeman?" Or is he the twelfth man hidden among us? ”
While I was still speculating, the helmet-wearing One was already screaming in pain as I sat in the electric chair, which was in a dilapidated state, as if some circuits were leaking slightly.
"Poor One."
"Hurry up and repent, don't waste time."
When everyone quieted down, the man in the No. 1 pajama sitting in the electric chair twitched his face and began to state his crime.
"My name is Wang Shi, I am one year old Chinese New Year's Eve today, I used to use the pen name Corpse and Human Face, and I am a suspense writer."
After he finished the first sentence, many people present showed surprised eyes, no one knew the name Wang Shi, but the pen name of the corpse and human face was well known to many people.
"The king of narrative trickery! The first person in the northern school of suspense, good at using article structure and writing skills, deliberately concealing and misleading certain facts from readers, until the end the truth is revealed, making readers feel indescribable consternation! The narrative is concise and ferocious, the plot is twisted and weird, and the story structure is almost unbelievable! ”
"It's the corpse face that was even absent from the national award ceremony?"
"Legend has it that he only submitted his manuscript under a screen name, and no one has seen his true face."
“**! I also bought his books! ”
Finding that someone had heard of his pen name, No. 1 smiled miserably: "Since you know that I am a corpse, then you should know my masterpiece "Diary of Killing My Wife", in fact, what is told in that diary is true, I am the out-and-out pervert in it. ”
"Throughout my life, I was anxious to see the woman I loved madly, I could not see, I could not hear, I could not give up my soul, but I did not dare to make a mistake, to show my heart to her, and I never took the opportunity of the most intimate acquaintance to pray to her for the only favor I needed."
"My first wife and I were high school classmates, and her name was Bai Fangfang. After graduating from high school, she was admitted to a prestigious university with excellent grades. And I went to technical school, like a toad looking at a white swan. ”
"Low self-esteem must have been buried from that day, and six years later my first book was published, and what I didn't expect was that she and I would meet again as authors and readers."
"I did everything I could to pursue her, and within a year, we got married."
"But married life is not happy, she is willful and arrogant, like a princess on high, and I am only her servant."
"When I was twenty-six years old, another woman came into my life, her name was Mu Xueying, she was Bai Fangfang's student, and she was only twenty years old at that time."
"The younger body, the temptation of imminent separation, I was hooked on this feeling, and I was deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate myself."
"Soon Mu Xueying and I were no longer satisfied with only meeting a few times a month, I filed for divorce from Bai Fangfang, but my groveling did not get any sympathy from that woman, she wanted to take away half of my family property, and she also had to disclose my ** to all readers."
"I had never had the idea of killing someone before, I used to love her so much, but in an instant, all love turned into hate."
"I smiled and apologized to her, cooked dinner for her, poured her footwater, and we did it six or seven times in bed that night until we were exhausted."
"I showed more love for her than ever, but from that time on, I was already planning in my mind how to write a completely true diary of killing my wife."
"I was thinking about ways to kill people every day, and it was only when I heard Mu Xueying mention that there were loopholes in the management of toxic reagents in their school, and the laboratory often did not lock the door during the day, and I realized that the opportunity had come."
"Using another pseudonym that no one knows, I got a highly toxic chemical element - thallium bromide from the Internet, and I tossed and turned it twice, and three bottles of five grams of poison arrived in my hands."
"In order to completely clear my suspicion, I did not use the simplest food poisoning, but tailored the most suitable way for my wife Bai Fangfang to die."
"In previous conversations, I knew that Bai Fangfang's mother had a history of mental illness, and I also knew that Bai Fangfang was highly myopic and liked to wear contact lenses for the sake of beauty."
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