Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 137: Worst case
Chapter 137 The most terrible situation
Only this piece of clothing was completely soaked in blood, no matter the front or back, the collar or the corners of the clothes, it was almost dyed red inside and out.
"It is intact, there is no trace of a knife hole, and most of the blood is coagulated on the surface. This dress is not worn by the victim, but the perpetrator's own clothes."
I reached into my pocket for something useful, but it was so sticky, it felt like I was wading through spoiled glue.
"What is this?" Touching it really made me find something.
Square and square, a photo frame the size of a palm.
The plastic photo frame was covered with a thick layer of blood. I picked up the clothes next to me and wiped it, and finally I could clearly see the figure on the photo.
This is a family portrait, which is different from the one in the Hanged Ghost's study. There are five people in this family portrait.
The mother is holding a baby and standing with the father, and a brother and sister are standing on both sides.
"The person in the photo looks very young, and the photo was taken when the boy's parents were still divorced." The family of Takako was so happy that they all had smiles on their faces. What happened to the boy later.
"The murderer still carried this photo when he killed people. Could it be that he was performing some kind of ritual? What is his purpose?" Reminiscent of Xia Chi's use of a photo frame to convey to me the secret of the underworld show, I I habitually opened the photo frame, and besides the photo, there were actually other things inside.
"Light brown paper?"
The color of the paper is the same as that of the paper in the little boy's diary. Because of the protection of the photo frame, these papers were not soaked in blood.
Holding it in my hand, I quickly glance at the content:
"In the past few days, I often have the same dream. I dream of my room, my brother, my father, and I kill everyone with a knife."
"Is this a nightmare? No, at least I don't think so. When the knife enters the flesh, I don't feel fear or panic, only an indescribable joy. This should be considered a dream."
"I experienced unprecedented happiness in my dream. It turns out that dreaming is such a happy thing."
"The dream is getting longer and longer. Every time I am about to wake up, I will always meet a monk. He wears two masks. He is kind to me, and he shows a fierce side to those who bully me."
"No one has ever been so kind to me, including my parents. He enlightened me, persuaded me, and gave me a way out of the predicament."
"Yes, I should do as he said, that is the most perfect method, I have tried it many times in my dream."
"Yes, kill everyone!"
"My forbearance can't be exchanged for sympathy and recognition. It will only cause them to intensify their torture. They don't see me as a human being, and none of them!"
"They will never think that I will do this, but they will feel happy just thinking about it."
"I sneaked back from school, behind everyone's back, I want to complete my plan, I want to make dreams come true."
There are still some content on the paper that cannot be seen clearly and has been deliberately smeared out, which seems to be some psychological changes of the boy after the murder.
I put the papers in my pocket and held the photo in my hand. In fact, I could throw away the photo and let it be stained with blood. An important spiritual sustenance, maybe it will be of great use in the future.
Just as he was about to stuff it into his pocket, his fingers suddenly touched something.
Sticky, on the back of the photo.
"I almost overlooked an important clue." Looking at it in front of my eyes, I don't know whether four sentences are written on the back of the photo with blood or with a red pen.
"What crime did they commit?"
"Why should I kill someone?"
"How many people did I kill?"
"Who am I?"
They are all questions. After reading it, I rubbed my chin and pondered: "Four questions, the code lock needs exactly four numbers or letters to unlock. Are the two corresponding?"
The sound of water flowing in the ear gradually became louder, and it came from the bathtub in the deepest part of the bathroom.
"Do you want to take a look at it?" This house brought me quite a terrifying experience, and I was afraid of encountering any more terrifying things, so I controlled my urge to go forward and take a look.
"Curiosity killed the cat. There is not much time. This obviously abnormal place should be as far away as possible."
I turned and walked out of the bathroom, my brain racing, thinking about the answers to the four questions behind the photo.
"What crime did this family commit? The father has a close relationship with his female students, the mother betrayed the father, and the brother and sister still have secrets that cannot be revealed, but it is a bit reluctant to say it in terms of criminal law."
"No." There was a deviation in the direction of thinking. The crime mentioned by the little boy should be a deformed moral concept in ethics.
I thought of the book The Seven Deadly Sins on his father's bookshelf: "God loves the world, but people are born with sinful thoughts. Among the seven original sins, there is one that fits the situation of this family very well."
"The crime of lust!" I had some thoughts, walked through the open door of the living room, and glanced at the deep darkness outside, there seemed to be something approaching, with a feeling of oppression, getting closer . I was really afraid that when I passed by, a big hand would suddenly stretch out and drag me out.
Although there are evil spirits hiding in the house, at least it is a kind of visible fear. Compared with physical stimulation, I am more afraid of the deep darkness outside the door, because it represents the unknown.
Shivering, I quickly walked into the hanged ghost's father's study.
Find the seven deadly sins on the desk and turn to the page describing the sins of lust.
The whole book is an original work in a foreign language, and all I can understand is the page number marked below: "H—6."
"One letter and one number, according to four questions corresponding to four passwords, this is the one I want to choose between numbers and letters?" I frowned and looked at the clock on the bookshelf: "How is it possible? "
The hands on the clock clearly tell me that it is already one fifty-seven, and there are only three minutes left before two o'clock in the morning.
"How did the time go by so fast?!" Sweating on my forehead, I didn't even have time to be nervous, I looked out the door, and there was a **** woman crawling in the living room. Me in the study.
"Trough! This ghost who was locked outside the door also came in?" The tragic death slowly crawled towards me, and the blood on her face fell to the ground, leaving a continuous bloodstain.
And this is not the worst, my brother's distorted face with bulging blood vessels also appeared at the door of the study, slowly moving towards me.
The screen of the mobile phone was flickering with a faint light, and an ID on it was almost hysterically sending barrages one after another.
Guo Jingjing: "Stay, stay, stay, stay!"
Guo Jingjing: "You can't escape! You can't escape!"
Guo Jingjing: "I found you! I found you! We found you!"
Glancing at the phone, just as he lowered his head, his neck was touched lightly. It felt like a piece of ice was thrown from the neckline into the clothes, and the whole spine felt a bit of coolness.
Turning back and looking up, my father hanging in the middle of the room opened his mouth and was staring at my face.
Being surrounded by enemies and besieged on all sides is not enough to describe my current situation.
"Groove!" This is not the first time I swear, it can scare me who has received professional training and has experienced many live broadcasts. What kind of horror is this?
"Calm down!" I looked back at the rapidly spinning pointer: "There are still more than two minutes."
The second question is 'Why should I kill'? This little boy has suffered too much injustice, and I can think of dozens of reasons for him to kill.
The evil spirit was getting closer and closer. I didn't dare to stand at the door. I stepped on the chair in the study and jumped onto the table. As soon as the position changed, the field of vision also changed. From the top to the bottom, I could see a letter pressed on the corner of the desk. .
After opening it, there was a DNA test sheet with the name smeared out. The test results showed that the tester was not his own.
"This must be the test report of the little boy. If it is not confirmed that he is not his own, his father, brother and sister will not torture him unscrupulously." Turning to the back of the test report, there are several lines written by different people font.
After a closer look, I was shocked. The first line on the back of the laboratory test sheet read: "That little bastard, I will kill him with my own hands!"