~： Fifth Story 120, the fourth man stitched his limbs

On December 30, at 9:05 am, Xiaoxue.

If the sand is blowing in the wind, starting from today, it will be the beginning of the holy night festival. The food and music on the street will be perfectly intertwined, and the performance rehearsal for the Holy Eve Festival must have entered the final stage. In a word, if it is in the capital, it will be very lively.

But here...

bump! Bump!

The rapid knock on the door smashed Xixue and awakened the idiot from his shallow sleep. Upon hearing the sound, the idiot immediately jumped off the sofa and quickly circled around the sofa where Tan was sleeping. After that, he checked the entrances and exits in the room with the fastest speed. After confirming that the ashes were the same as when they were shed yesterday, without any footprints or changes, they walked to the door of the room.

"Heh, is there a result?"

"... Judging from the action of knocking on the door without pushing the door, it should be."

After a brief conversation with Anmie, the idiot stretched out his hand and slowly opened the door.

What appeared in front of him was Buddha's bloodshot but apologetic eyes.

At this moment, Tan also woke up, she picked up her child, rubbed her eyes and sat on the sofa, looking at this.

And the idiot, watching the Buddha outside...

And the blood on his hands.

"Sorry, sir, we misunderstood you."

The Buddha's voice was not as impulsive as last time. He politely lowered his head, and in a voice full of apologies but full of fear, he said the answer that the idiot had been waiting for——

"Someone died again. Unfortunately, it's Mrs. Foey..."

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"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Mom, my mom! This is not true! It will never be true!!!"

Just walking down the corridor, Severn's heart-piercing cry came from there. Hearing this voice, the corner of Buddha's mouth twitched. Some empathy turned away and continued to lead the way. When I walked to Madame Foy’s room, I could see Eter sitting on the window sill with Nana, while Mayor Sykes was pulling his son and staring at the open room with dull eyes.

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After pondering for a moment, the idiot immediately speeded up his pace and passed the Buddha and walked to the gate. Just when he approached, a strong **** smell came out. Seeing the idiot coming, Sykes hesitated and finally stepped aside to let him in.

Compared with the first murder of Mrs. Suili, this time looks more "civilized". The blood splashes on the walls are much less, and there are no large amounts of internal organs and limbs on the floor.

However, "civilization" also has a price. For Mrs. Foey who appeared in front of her, even an idiot dilated her pupils at that moment, surprised at the "civilization" of the murderer.

There were scratches everywhere on her body, and all her limbs were chopped off. Taking the joint part as the dividing point, the whole body is chopped into nine parts. But then, the murderer even connected a left leg of the corpse to her right arm and sewed it with thick and thick stitches. Then the front half of her left hand was directly inserted from her mouth, letting the five stiff fingers stretched out into the air wearily.

His right hand was sewn with thick needles and threads on the place where the left leg of the corpse should have existed, and the remaining half of the left arm was also sewn directly on Madame Fohe's waist. The right leg was connected where it was supposed to be, but there were traces of stitches all over the thigh, and the calf was turned over 180 degrees. It was obviously broken and then forcibly twisted.

And the murder weapon that caused all this is lying quietly in the corner of the room at this moment. The blood-stained fire axe was like a devil's lips, curving a **** smile that was timid.

Just a glance, Tan behind him covered his mouth, and walked out with a pale face. Nana, who had been resting outside against the wall, saw Tan rush out, and once again thought of the scene in the room, she immediately covered her mouth and ran to the toilet. Even Severn, who had been clinging to Nana, ignored her at this moment, sitting in front of the door, wailing.

The idiot walked around the room, perhaps because he was the "murderer" arrested, the windows in the room were not locked from the inside. He walked to the door that had been forcibly knocked open and looked at it. The lock reflected that the door had not been unlocked. Therefore, the murderer has an opportunity to take advantage of.

"I am very sorry for listing you as a criminal..."

Sykes looked at the idiot who walked out of the room, held his chest, and said apologetically. The idiot glanced at him without answering. As if there was nothing wrong, he ignored the frightened people, but walked slowly to his room, preparing to continue to wait for the next murder case to happen.

After all, there are too few dead and too many alive. As long as things continue to develop, I believe that the identity of the anonymous person will be found out soon, and Bun will be saved.

Thinking of this, the idiot walked to the door of his room. The door remained the same as when he smashed it open. He opened the door at will, just as he was about to take a step...

A letter suddenly came into his eyes.

bump--------! ! !

The already very fragile door was kicked again, and the idiot pinched the letter and looked around in the corridor! He was panting, a low whimper in his throat. But compared to the previous time, he calmed down quite quickly this time, and soon returned to normal, soothing his emotions.

——————Mr. Leon Bai, I am very sorry for the many murders that have occurred in front of you.

I can understand the objective fact that you were treated as a suspect because of being misunderstood, but if you look at it from a subjective point of view, I still can't see that you have any determination to find the murderer. In contrast, I feel that you are doing everything possible to think about who I am. This situation makes me rejoice again that writing to you anonymously is a very correct thing.

Now, three people are dead. I can't tell if it will be me next. Sir, for the safety of you and myself, I think we need some coercive force to guarantee.

In this way, if there is another victim next time, if it is not me, I will return to you the part of the little girl you care about most. Every time a new victim appears, I will return the little girl to you in batches. What do you think of this agreement? Of course, if the victim is me, you may never know where the little girl is.

To be honest, I don't like to do things this way. Because it was too rough, it was bound to put my husband and I in a state of complete opposition. Therefore, I still hope that you, sir, will do your best to settle the transaction between us in a peaceful manner as much as possible.

Anonymous, Sincerely——————

Fist hit the wall. A deep depression appeared as a crack.

The idiot's black pupils began to emit some red spots, and the chain on his right arm was also wriggling impatiently.

His breathing is rapid and his chest rises and falls sharply. These situations are very welcome by the dark, but based on the previous experience, it is also quite certain that such a small stimulus is not enough to make the child run wild.

The trembling fists finally calmed down after three minutes. The idiot squeezed the letter into his pocket and walked out of the house with a sullen face.

For the first time in his life... he began to sense that he wanted revenge in his heart.

He originally thought that the cold world had already buried his thankless negative emotions. And he always believes that it is foolish to retaliate against others without any benefit. No matter how much you have suffered from the other party, it is because you are not smart enough and not cautious enough. In this world of the weak and the strong, revenge itself is a stupid and incomprehensible thing.

But this time... he knew what he would do.

He knew that although he had no choice but to follow the instructions of the anonymous person. However, once let him know who the anonymous person is...

He will definitely make this person pay the price of regretting being born in this world!

Ten minutes later...

"I think we need to talk."

The idiot appeared in front of the already devastated Mayor Sykes and his party and said this.

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Seven people walked into the living room one after another. Two women, Nana and Tan, sat on the sofa supporting each other, their faces pale. The Buddha poured out a glass of water for everyone and handed it to everyone separately. Eter leaned against the window and stared out, while Sykes pulled Severn, who had already had a lot of tears and nose, and finally walked into the room and closed the door.

"First of all, I want to confirm one thing. This time Mrs. Foey's killing was also related to the Road of Ten."

There are so many intricate information about this incident and the road of ten people, so the idiot must ask. He pointed directly to Sykes and asked.

Mayor Sykes looked embarrassed. It was obvious that he didn't want to say it. But after catching the idiot's eyes, he had to speak, "Actually......yes, sir...I admit that this incident is very likely to be related to the mystery of the road of ten... …"

"I have said everything about the puzzle."

The idiot has no time to ask for advice, but speaks in a commanding tone. He must speed up and solve the puzzle before the next dead person appears.

Mayor Sykes stayed for a while again, he turned his head and looked at the people nearby. At this time Eter came up and said, "Mayor, let's talk about the matter until now. If we drag things down, more people may die. (Whisper) That **** Wang..."