Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's a Comedy
"What are you doing?"
"This is probably the pinnacle of the life of the average young reporter." Wan Yi did not answer, but sighed to himself.
"Hey."
"Are you the hottest 'big star' recently, Mr. Serial Killer?" Wan Yi asked as he pulled out a photo of the crime scene.
"Oh, that's exactly what I did." After seeing the picture in the photo, the other party admitted it very calmly.
"That's great, everyone wants to find you, what are you doing in this place?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"I have no ill will towards you, if there were, you probably wouldn't be standing and talking to me." Wan Yidao.
The man was a little unhappy with Wan Yi's tone, but he had basically never seen anyone who could fight back and forth with him, and even if he wanted to make trouble now, he might not be the opponent of the reporter in front of him.
"I don't have time to wrestle with you, and there's a good chance my next prey will be in the house you just was." The man said.
After Wan Yi went around in his mind, he blurted out: "I see, are you hunting those monsters?" ”
"Huh?" The man looked at him with some surprise.
"Indiscriminate crimes, the flesh and skin of the deceased's bodies are peeled open to reveal their interiors, do you want to prove that they are not human but monsters? But those things don't easily leave traces of exposure. Wan Yidao.
"How do you know that......"
Because he also dismembered an "innocent" girl not long ago.
Seeing that Wan Ye didn't answer, the man said, "My purpose has been said, can you stop bothering me?" ”
"Those cops are all bugs, are you targeting them?"
"The police are bugs too?" The other party seemed to be a little surprised.
His accident surprised Wan Yi as well.
I didn't even know that the police had bugs. It seems that although this person has committed many crimes and has his own peculiarities, he may not know as much about some intelligence as himself. At the same time, the other side did not target the police in the first place.
"There are a lot of them, all over the heads of humans." Wan Yidao.
"Well, it's not that surprising, that would be more straightforward, I'll just go in." He said murderously as he held the short knife in his hand.
"You can't tell the difference between monsters and people very clearly, although most of them are bugs, but there are still a few people." Wan also reminded.
"You seem to have made a mistake."
Wan Yi looked at him, he turned his head, stared at those eyes and said, "I couldn't tell the difference between humans and monsters at all from the beginning. ”
There was silence between the two.
Wan Yi said slowly: "In other words, there may indeed be innocent people among your victims, right?" ”
The man stopped looking at Wan Yi and repeated: "I can't tell the difference." ”
Wan Yi took another photo of the man: "It doesn't matter, can I watch how you committed the murder?" ”
The man frowned and looked back: "You're okay with your brain, right?" ”
"If you think you're okay with yourself, then I think I'm okay too." Wan also shrugged.
The man looked at Wan Yi for a while, then muttered back: "Psychotic." ”
Then, ignoring nothing, he put the knife in his pocket and went to the house.
……
Inside the house at this time, the police were still putting the finishing touches.
Wan Yi touched the window of the living room, and then went to the back door of the kitchen and touched it.
"Hey! Bastard reporter! How many times have I said it! Don't mess around! ”
"Isn't the case already decided?" Wan Yi looked like an old man and said without looking back.
"Even then, you don't have the right to mess around in someone else's house! It's over! Get out of here! "A police officer who seems to have a big official position, and his voice is as loud as his position.
Wan Yi spread his hands: "Okay, okay, then I'll go." ”
He waved his hands and headed for the door.
"Wait!" Suddenly, the officer stopped Wan Yi again.
"What?" Wan also looked back impatiently.
"Where's your camera?"
"Oh, yes, it looks like I left the camera in the toilet when I just went to the toilet, I'll go get it back, thank you for the reminder." Wan Yi said that he was about to go to the toilet, but was stopped by the police officer in front of him.
"No need." He called out to a police officer next to him: "You go to the toilet and bring his camera." ”
"No need, I'm sorry to disturb your work." Wan also said reluctantly.
"What's the matter, it's just a gesture." The other laughed very sinisterly.
Soon, the officer returned: "There is no camera in the toilet." ”
"Maybe I accidentally threw it somewhere." Wan Yi said with a laugh.
"It's not good to lose such a valuable thing, let's help you find it and then go." Officer said.
After the corners of Wan Yi's mouth twitched, his originally smiling face suddenly turned cold: "Don't be ashamed, worm." ”
There was silence.
Wan Yi turned around and walked slowly towards the door.
The police officer gradually calmed his expression and said in a suppressed voice: "If you dare to step out of this room, Mr. Reporter, you will have no place in society." ”
"Who said I was going out?" Wan Yi said lightly.
The police officer and several police officers gathered watched Wan Yi come to the door, pressed the doorknob with his back to the door, and slowly pulled the door open.
"I want to think about ......"
The black-and-white man poked his head out of the crack in the door, and when he saw the police officer in front of him, a somewhat crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The door was pulled open completely, and the officers saw behind the black-and-white-haired man, another identical-looking reporter with a camera in focus.
Click.
"A suicide led to the deaths of a large number of detective officers...... This headline probably can't be shaken. Wan Yi, who was standing in the room, smiled wickedly.
The black-haired man swooped out, and the speed was rapid.
Before the nearby police officer could pull out his gun, he was directly cut in the throat with a short knife.
"You're the serial killer!" A police officer recognized the man and shouted.
"I learned one thing in the process of killing bugs like you." The man's deep voice said with a grim smile, "Although the skin bag is a very convenient thing, if you are bound in the skin, your strength will be greatly reduced." ”
This sentence completely blew up the atmosphere in the room, and the flesh and blood of many police officers began to twist, and their bodies began to be stretched out and some deformed edges and corners appeared.
The stench began to permeate the room.
Babbling –
The chirping of insects kept ringing.
Seeing this, the man took out his gun and shot at the insects in the distance that were beginning to peel off their skins, killing them before they could break away from their skins.
At the same time, the dagger slashed unrelentingly through the nearby crowd.
Blood splattered, severed limbs fell.
Some of the bugs were frightened and immediately prepared to flee first.
But just as they were about to escape from the window, the seemingly thin layer of glass could not be knocked open, and the back door of the house remained as if it had been nailed shut.
"What's wrong! The door is locked! ”
"Is this window tempered glass? Are you kidding! ”
"That's not right! It's the journalist! It must have been something he did! ”
Suddenly, an insect woke up, remembering that Wan Yi had walked around the house before, and his hands and feet were very unclean.
But now it's too late to react.
"Fight!"
A figure distorted, and the limbs and feet of the insect pierced through the human's skin and protruded.
The few ordinary people left in the audience were already stunned, they huddled in a corner of the living room, watching their colleagues who were still talking and laughing with each other before suddenly tear their faces and turn into hideous insects.
Fortunately, the bugs didn't intend to pay any attention to these ordinary people now, and all of them walked towards the men who were killing in the aisle outside.
One Wan is also taking pictures, and one Wan is leaning against the wall to watch the play, and both of them are happy.
If this scene were to be evaluated, Wan Yi would be happy to play a cheerful piece of music for it, and then classify the scene as an "absurd comedy".