Naughty teenager who takes a sheep from the supermarket. The obese boss only realizes that there are fewer things on the shelves every time he counts the goods. Looking at the fat boss cursing and helpless, the young man's heart was filled with a strange sense of achievement. It's like a genius watching a stupid person tangled up with one plus one equals how many pleasures.

All criminals, before committing a crime, need sufficient motivation. Maybe it's the temporary roadblock robbery forced by life, or maybe the memories of grief that have accumulated in my heart for many years are vented and released. Once the motive for the crime is determined, the target suspect can be identified. Angela. Dawson, a tough policewoman, is convinced of this.

Crime can make people addictive, when the first time he slashed the throat of a prostitute with a sharp blade, he was afraid that the other party would cry for help, so he covered the other party's mouth with his hand in a panic, and was so scared that he did not dare to look at the hideous eyes of the prostitute before he died. Midnight dreams often wake up by the frightened faces of prostitutes, the first, second, and third continue to win, the palm holding the sharp blade no longer trembles, from the beginning of not daring to look at the other party's struggle before death, to admiring the other party's helpless expression, this kind of spiritual transformation, so that an honest man into a beast hidden in the crowd. The process of selecting targets, killing people, dismembering corpses, and cleaning up traces of the scene is like a step-by-step operation procedure in a factory.

It would be months, maybe years, before the stupid cops could find the mutilated body.

Staring at the blackboard lined up with pictures of the victims, Angela. Dawson pondered and meditated, but couldn't find the reason. The victims were men and women, old and young. Most of the 30 dismembered bodies that have been found have been identified by their families, and the identities of the deceased are from all walks of life, including teachers, long-distance drivers, prostitutes, office workers, school girls, and other seemingly unrelated people, all killed in the same way. The blade cuts off the back of the neck. He died of blood loss, and was dismembered into pieces and thrown into the river, and if it weren't for a few reckless divers, the body that had settled at the bottom of the river would never have been found.

Angela, who once cracked the 'Butcher of a Rainy Night'. Dawson quickly found common ground in the seemingly related victims.

These victims from all walks of life. All had Texas accents, and the victims' homes were all found to be home to delivery calls from the same pizzeria. This seemingly unclued discovery made Angela. Dawson found the key to solving the case. Ordering food delivery, which is a common thing in the United States, is an essential part of life for all Americans. The convenient and fast food delivery service can save people the hassle of housework. But it was this inconspicuous ordering call that made Angela. Dawson found the suspect. A pizza parlor delivery waiter in his forties, or a middle-aged white man who has been deceived by women. The job of a food delivery waiter is usually done by students who go out to work to earn some tuition. Very few people over the age of twenty-five would be engaged in this job, which is mainly based on tips and running around in the wind and rain.

According to Angela. Dawson's in-depth investigation, the forty-year-old middle-aged man, had previously been the owner of a slaughterhouse. The ex-wife couldn't stand the domestic violence after he was drunk. Not only did he take him to court and put him in prison for three years, but he also sold the entire slaughterhouse during his imprisonment and waited for him to be released from prison. The ex-wife has left the country with money and children and other men. He is nearly forty years old and has only a high school education. Coupled with a criminal record, it is naturally not easy to find a decent job. Takeaway waiters are perhaps the best option.

From apprentice butcher to starting your own slaughterhouse, the hardships along the way can be imagined. All his hopes were destroyed by his ex-wife, so why didn't he hate women? Especially those women who speak with the same Texas accent as their ex-wives are even more hated.

Whenever I find a woman with a Texas accent. will be secretly written down by him, and the next time these women order takeout, it will be the time to do it. Careful observation naturally shows that the rules of life of these women are as long as they add some sleeping pills to the pizza. It will be able to make these women fall asleep after eating pizza. At this time, breaking into the door can not only get some money from the victim's family, but also pack these sleeping women in the car. When he returned to his suburban hut, it was when he broke out, made a mask of his ex-wife out of plastic, put the mask on the victim's face, and looked at the face of his ex-wife. After admiring the painful expression of the other party before dying, the woman wearing the mask of his ex-wife died, as if he had personally executed the woman who betrayed him. In the bathtub, the corpses are dismembered into pieces by chainsaws, axes, kitchen knives, and other ordinary things like killing pigs and bloodletting. It was then wrapped in a black plastic bag and thrown into the rushing river.

In front of sufficient evidence, the middle-aged man confessed his gruesome crime, and the common accent became his motive for the killing.

Angela. Dawson naturally inevitably appeared in the news again, and the brave female detective solved a serial murder case in a short time. Such deeds once again made Angela. Dawson was branded as an elite police officer.

After the second auction, Bosesa waved the money in her hand and brought Hamm the two things he needed, the 'Sleeping Grass' born in the crater and the 'Butterfly Incense' extracted from the rotten wood of the shipwreck on the seabed. After grinding and distillation, these two things are formulated into a clear liquid. Naturally, Posessa can't act with Hamm, because those half-blood angels and bounty hunters who are hidden in the world are always staring at the recent limelight. Midnay, the half-blood demon.

Money can make ghosts grind, in Los Angeles, a place where money is drunk, as long as the starting price is paid, what kind of cutting-edge genius can't be found? In order to cooperate with Hamm's actions, Bosesa specially found a lockpicker for Hamm, and the human identity of this lockpicker will not attract the attention of bounty hunters and half-blood angels. First, this lockpicker sneaked into the house of the woman on the list, and dripped the potion prepared by Hamm into the drinking water, as long as the woman drank the potion with 'sleep grass' and 'butterfly incense', she could fall into a deep sleep in less than a minute. At this time, it was when Hamm, the 'dream saint', appeared. Looking at the woman lying on the bed, Hamm can swagger and create dreams, pulling the other person into the dream he created.

Posesha's request was also very detailed, the main purpose was to consider the degree of spiritual power that these women had, and after really trying the taste of women, Hamm had disdained to have the illusory intercourse with the dream. In order to test the spiritual power that a person carries, it is necessary to check the person's ability to withstand various environments, and Hamm incarnates various characters in his dreams. led the woman into a dangerous environment.

In the dream, Hamm caused all kinds of natural disasters, and the tsunami struck and plunged the whole of Los Angeles into an ocean. Hamm appears beside her in the form of the woman's crush. The two people lean on each other and struggle with various disasters. The feeling of sharing hardships and hardships will naturally trigger the most primitive self of human beings. Hamm wanted to see if the woman could hold on in the face of all kinds of disasters.

Hamm looked at the woman with a frowning brow, his face was heavy, and the energy it took to create this overwhelming dream of disaster was even greater. The woman in front of her has survived the first dream created by Hamm, and all the scenery in the whole dream is on one side, Los Angeles, which was originally flooded, has become a desert with no people, and Hamm plays the role of a boyfriend who is willing to give up his life in order to keep his girlfriend alive.

The skin roasted by the hot sun was chapped and the cracked lips made a hoarse sound. "My dear, I'm not with you anymore, there's still half a bottle of water here, and if the two of us were there, we wouldn't be able to get out of this desert! Go by yourself, for my sake, you must live well! After speaking, the boyfriend pointed the pistol at his temple, pulled the trigger, and ended his life with a 'snap' gunshot, just to leave his girlfriend with the half bottle of life-saving water.

can give up his life for each other, this kind of emotional giving man is definitely called a 'love saint'! "No....no... Oh God, why are you being so cruel to me!! The woman's wail filled the wilderness. The woman desperately covered the blood coming out of her lover's temple, crying helplessly, trying to wake up her lover who was leaving with a smile on her face, and even felt a slippery and sticky brain in her palm. It was really touching, so that this woman who was deep in a dream did not doubt that everything in front of her was real.

But the helpless cry still can't wake up the dead lover. Hit by such a blow, the woman stared blankly at the half bottle of water left by her lover. "Hahahaha... Just for half a bottle of water... Why, my dear, are you so stupid?" cried the woman frantically. Unscrew the cap of the bottle and sprinkle the life-saving water source in the boiling desert, "just for this damn water!" Oh... My dear! Why did you leave me like this!! Tears kept sliding down her cheeks, and the demented woman picked up the pistol from her lover's hand and put the muzzle stained with her lover's blood into her throat, "I'll be with you soon, dear!" We don't have to be apart again! "With that, the woman pulled the trigger. With a bang, the bullet pierced through the woman's celestial spirit cover, and with the gunshot, the woman collapsed on top of her lover. The poignant love made the sleeping woman stretch her frowning brows.

Hamm sighed, "Too vulnerable! The second dream can't be resisted! This kind of spiritual power can't meet the requirements of adults at all! With that, Hamm turned to leave. The driver waiting downstairs drove Hamm to the second target. (To be continued......)

PS: The second watch rushed out in time, and today's task was completed. An hour and a half. There were many mosquito bites on the legs. Dinner turned into a late-night supper. The weight loss plan is in vain, forget about going out to eat fried noodles.