A cold dagger glowed with a cold light in the dark night, and with the sound of heavy footsteps, it gradually approached Mu Sen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mussen lay on his back on the floor, unable to exert the slightest strength. No matter how much he wanted to get up and run for his life now, it didn't help. All the joints seemed to be imprisoned, and he struggled to the death, but he still didn't move.

The foggy mind forced Mussen to fully open his eyes to see who was threatening his life with a dagger at this moment. But the sense of urgency and panic is very clear in my heart. It was as if he had foreseen what was going to happen...... How horrible it will be.

The sound of unhurried footsteps slowly stopped beside Mu Sen, and the other party's methodical and steady breathing showed how calm this person was at this moment. Moreover, this person is very much enjoying Mu Sen's current state as if he was a fish on it.

The mysterious man slowly crouched down beside Mu Sen, he seemed to appreciate Mu Sen's helplessness at this time, and the fear that could not be hidden.

The instinct to survive made Mu Sen frown, desperately trying to open his eyes and see clearly, who is this person?!

But at this moment, a sneer that seemed to be nothing, accompanied by a hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Mu Sen, I gave you a chance to stop tracking down, but it's a pity...... You didn't do what I said. ”

Mu Sen wanted to speak back, but unfortunately his drowsy consciousness was not particularly awake, so at the moment he couldn't do anything but frown.

With a hint of contempt and a hint of ridicule, the cold voice gently raised the dagger, approached Mu Sen's ear, and whispered word by word: "Mu Sen, I want you to see hell......

Immediately after, the cold sensation of the metal sharp pierced the skin of the abdomen and passed into Mu Sen's body! A suffocating pain made Mu Sen suddenly wake up a little. But even so, he still couldn't see the other party's face clearly. All he knew was that the demon was carefully and slowly pulling out the dagger, and then stabbing it again in a different position!

"Mussen, you know what? How familiar and understanding of the structure of the human body must be in order to avoid the vital stabbing you dozens of times without letting you die? "Saying that, it's another merciless knife! Deftly avoided Mussen's internal organs and passed through the ribs.

At this time, Mu Sen, except for his heavier breathing and muffled snort every time he was stabbed, it seemed that all he could do was to let him commit murder.

The mysterious black shadow tilted his head slightly, he seemed to enjoy the heavy smell of blood in the air, and even he was still breathing greedily and deeply.

Although Mu Sen is now confused and confused, he can still conclude that the person in front of him is definitely a psychopath and an anti-social person. He takes pleasure in killing and can find pleasure in it. This kind of person will be almost 100% a serial killer.

But there are so many murder cases that Mu Sen has solved, and he can't find a clue for a while, which one is this pervert/pervert in front of him? Why did he become so passive and slaughtered by others?

The murderer's grasp of time is quite accurate, and he does not waste too much time to "enjoy" the pleasure and excitement of blood. Because he knew that even if he could avoid the vital points of internal organs and arteries very professionally, excessive blood loss would also lead to Mu Sen's death.

And death was not what he wanted. What he wants is for Mussen to see hell, so that his life is worse than death, and he is in pain......

"It usually takes a lot of effort to kill someone, and it will be a lot of physical effort to stab you dozens of times without letting you die. Moussen, do you feel it? I mastered the depth and angle of each knife just right...... I don't think you understand at all, it's the aesthetics of killing. ”

After saying these few creepy words, the mysterious murderer calmly picked up Mu Sen's mobile phone with his white gloved left hand and dialed a number.

Although I didn't know who he was calling, the other party quickly connected to the phone. But the cunning demon didn't say a word, and the other party had just connected, and he hung up the phone. In this way, if the other party is a friend of Mu Sen, he should call again, or rush to this place directly. Thus, it can be guaranteed that Mu Sen will be "rescued in time". And he, on the other hand, did not leave any clues, not even a voice. The entire murder process was only clear to him and Mu Sen.

Mussen analyzed this in confusion, trying to remember all the details about the demon.

The other party didn't seem to care about Mu Sen's thoughts at the moment, he slowly pulled out the dagger, and wiped it very elegantly. The cold and merciless laughter rang out again in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm sure he'll come to your rescue soon." After speaking, he slowly stood up, and seemed to let out another contemptuous mock at the dying Mu Sen, and then walked away calmly and calmly.

Mussen felt that his life was running out with his blood, but he couldn't care about it anymore! He struggled desperately to sit up, even if he could see the murderer's back!!

Seeing that cold-blooded and evil figure about to disappear around the corner...... Mussen finally sat up abruptly and opened his eyes wide!!

Sweating profusely, he looked at the dark and quiet room in front of him with empty eyes, and couldn't stop breathing heavily......

It's this dream again......

The same dream, Mu Sen has lost count of how many times he has done it. The suffocating pain in the dream still seemed to be real and faint. The fear of the passage of life is still tightly gripping Mu Sen's heart.

Mu Sen tried to calm his emotions, got out of bed very tired, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and silently lit a cigarette.

Standing by the window of the penthouse on the 45th floor, looking at the neon lights in the dark night, the mood that had not been calmed down for a long time just now seemed to have gradually calmed down.

recalled the words of the mysterious murderer in the dream: Mu Sen, I want you to see hell, I want to make you worse than death, and I want to make you ...... painful life!

Indeed, this is exactly what Moussein is in right now. But what made him miserable was not only the same nightmare that had disturbed him several times until he couldn't sleep at night, but also his missing memory.

He couldn't remember who he was, what he did, how he lived in this strange place, he couldn't even remember...... Where did that nightmare come from...... It was only when he was taking a shower that he could vaguely guess from the dense hideous scars on his body.

All he knew now was that when he woke up one day, he was already in this bed. A house of unknown origin, cash of unknown origin, and even bodyguards and drivers of unknown origin...... From the mouths of those people, he learned his name, which was Mussen. The rest of the details, it seems that those people are not too clear.

After asking several questions to no avail, Mussen stopped wasting such time. If you want to regain your memory, I'm afraid you'll have to rely on yourself! It's just that the terrifying nightmare that struck every night never stopped disturbing Mu Sen, making him often lose sleep, and he didn't even dare to close his eyes or sleep.

He wasn't a cowardly man, but that nightmare evoked the deepest fears in his soul. What is that fear...... He doesn't know yet. I'm afraid that only when he thinks of everything will he be able to get out of the nightmare and find the root of everything.

Extinguishing the cigarette, Mussen went to the bathroom. Looking at the haggard, stubble-stubble, unfamiliar face in the mirror, he felt very lost. A man looks himself in the mirror, looks at the person inside, and asks himself, "Who is he?" "It's probably a weird thing to do. However, such absurd and bizarre behavior is something that Mu Sen does countless times every day.

After taking a shower, shaving his beard, and taking out the clothes in the closet that didn't know why they fit well, for the first time in four months, Mussen cleaned himself up.

Standing in front of the mirror again, it seems to feel a lot better. The cold and resolute face, the wild and unfettered gaze, as if it were a different person, but it was still strange......

Mu Sen thought that he probably needed to get out of this building and go outside to find himself. What if, in some corner of the city, he can regain his memories?

It's not like he hasn't tried things like that. He once wandered in a nightgown on an unfamiliar road, and once walked into the vegetable market without a purpose. Everyone looked at him as if he were looking at a retarded or crazy man, as he tried to find out the details of his memories that were somehow deeply hidden.

Where this idea came from, he didn't know. All he knew was that he was doing something instinctively, like solving a puzzle.

But it was the first time for him to go out so neatly and neatly like today.

I subconsciously raised my left hand to look at my watch, only to find that I was not wearing a watch on my hand. This...... Is it a kind of hidden consciousness? This detail made Mu Sen feel that he probably had the habit of wearing a watch.

He looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was already past twelve o'clock in the night.

Presumably, at this time, there are fewer pedestrians on the road, and the vegetable market will not be open anymore...... Where to go?

A place where a city is still crowded and brightly lit at such a time...... That's probably only the night show. Although Mu Sen subconsciously decided that there would be no memory of him in that place, he eventually set off towards that place.

Maybe...... A drink is also a good option. It's better than being alone in this huge room and meditating about a breakdown, and it's better to close your eyes and have a nightmare that strikes again like a single loop......