At ten o'clock in the evening, in Room 202, Building 4, Mingyue Fangting Community, the stalemate continued.
Dong Jiaying's hands, arms, and legs have all been stabbed by a knife, blood kept flowing out, and her spirit had begun to trance under the severe pain. Her hands were tied, and since this game started, she has never seen Zhou Ye again.
But from the voice next door, you can tell that Zhou Ye has been trying his best to resist, and he has not given up.
Tan Yongchen, dressed in black, sat on the bed opposite Dong Jiaying, playing with the knife in his hand, shaking it in front of her eyes.
The whole room was filled with an uncontrollable stench of blood, and the ground was covered with blood, which smelled disgusting.
"Still that question, between you and your husband, who will die?"
In this question, if you answer it wrongly, you will die, and if you answer it correctly, you will live, but what is the correct answer
Dong Jiaying's face was pale, she was sweating from time to time, and all her wounds were painful. Despair rose in her heart, tinnitus sounded in her ears, and she felt that the gangsters would not let them go.
But how will she answer
She has answered this question three times, and as a result, she was stabbed three times in the body.
Where is Zhou Ye? What are the problems and choices he faces? Did he suffer the same way
Dong Jiaying raised her head and looked behind the robber. Because of excessive blood loss, the scene in front of her was black and unreal. But she knew that this was a home she was all too familiar with, and she and Zhou Ye chose and bought everything together.
A row of dolls on the bedside in the bedroom. It was given to her by Zhou Ye when they were in love. Dong Jiaying liked the dinosaur dolls in the doll machine. Zhou Ye went to practice for half a month and grabbed those dolls for her.
Dong Jiaying felt a little distressed when she found out, and said to him, "You are too stupid. You can spend enough money to buy a lot of dolls."
But Zhou Ye said, "As long as I make my wife happy, it's worth the money."
The dolls have been placed there for a long time, and every time Dong Jiaying always carefully sucks the dust on it, each one has a name, and she is reluctant to throw it away.
And the sheets on the bed, which they bought after they got married.
At that time, they had just paid the down payment for the house, and the two of them ran out of money. When they went shopping, Dong Jiaying saw the bedding store, went in and asked for a price, and felt that it was too expensive to buy.
A few days later, Zhou Ye took the four-piece suit home.
Dong Jiaying was surprised: "Where did you get the money?"
Zhou Ye said, "I have a SWICH, and now I have no time to play, so I left the salted fish."
Dong Jiaying's eyes suddenly became wet. She knew that Zhou Ye only likes to play games as a hobby. He has been using that game machine, how could it be idle
She hugged the sheet and asked, "How do you know I like this."
Zhou Ye said: "When you were in the store, your hands were always touching the sheets, and your eyes seemed to be glued to it. Who can't see how careful you are? You can buy new game consoles. But sleep is more important, and you can rest well with new sheets."
"Hurry up!" The robber urged her again, interrupting her memory.
Dong Jiaying panted, trying to calm herself down, ignoring the robbers, and her eyes fell on a small piece of plaster placed on the table next to her.
A heart was drawn on the plaster. It was when they were married for a year. Zhou Ye was in a car accident on his way back from a business trip. Dong Jiaying prepared a table of dishes that day. to the hospital on the phone.
Dong Jiaying was about to die of fright. She took a taxi to the hospital crying, and her hands were shaking when she signed the treatment form.
Fortunately, there was no danger in the end. After the inspection, Zhou Ye only broke his hand.
Zhou Ye put a plaster on her hand, and when she came out, she saw Dong Jiaying crying, so she comforted her: "It's okay, your husband's life is tough, and he can save him from danger. Looking at you, his nose came out from crying."
Dong Jiaying cried and wiped her tears and said, "Bad man! I'm just worried about you..."
Zhou Ye said: "It really doesn't hurt at all. The doctor said it will be fine for a few months. If you add your blessings, it will get better faster."
Dong Jiaying looked at the white plaster, took out the pen she was carrying, and drew a heart shape on it: "Then I bless you now, you have to say what you say."
Later, after it was healed, Zhou Ye kept the piece of plaster no matter what, and put it on the shelf, saying it was his lucky charm.
She remembered the first time she saw Zhou Ye at a party, and anxiously wanted to ask for a WeChat ID, but Zhou Ye added it first.
She remembered the first date the two of them were dating. She had chosen clothes for a long time, afraid that her makeup would not be good enough and she was almost late.
She remembered that when she got married, Zhou Ye knelt down on one knee and put a ring on her.
She remembered that when she gave birth to the baby, Zhou Ye accompanied her and encouraged her all the time. She finally gave birth to the baby, and the doctor put the fleshy little thing on her chest.
Everything, one by one, came to mind.
And those posts I've seen on the forums lately...
Those touching true love stories...
Although they are ordinary people, why can't they have their own happiness and love
Dong Jiaying's chest heaved and she summoned up her courage to say, "I am willing to die for him. Don't hurt my husband. Even if you ask a thousand times, ten thousand times, this will be the result..."
She believed that Zhou Ye would also have the same feeling.
She still has so much nostalgia, she doesn't want to die, if she has to choose one to die, she doesn't want that person to be Zhou Ye.
She didn't know how many knives she could endure and how long she could last, but the one she would rather die was her.
"Silly woman!" Qin Yongchen looked up at her, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what will happen when you die? That man will marry a new wife soon, he will forget you immediately, he will treat others Women say those rhetoric, your house and your things will be used by others, your child will call other women mother, and his life will not change at all!"
In this period of time, since they started this killing journey, he has seen too many people make unexpected choices.
There are husbands crying and begging them to kill their wives.
There are children who want their parents to help them block knives.
Some mothers choose to sacrifice their daughters...
That question is so simple, but people can't answer it.
This is a dirty world, full of sinful people who go unpunished.
He was ecstatic and killed while listening to those choices.
They have seen all the ugliness of those people trying to survive before they die.
Human nature is unreliable, and his family is unreliable. What happened to him is not accidental, and there are millions of people who will make the same choice.
Only they deserve to have family, to have love.
Those who abandoned their families, those who betrayed, deserve to die.
The reaction of those people even made him forget the answer he wanted to seek, the purpose of his beginning.
But why, are some people able to persevere under layers of torture
He looked at the woman in front of him. She was very ordinary. She was short and thin, like a passerby you could meet on the street, but she had a firmness in her that made him dread.
Dong Jiaying raised her head, her face was bloodless, full of tears, and her forehead was sore with cold sweat, she smiled and answered him: "But I do, I love him."
Hearing this sentence, Qin Yongchen had a momentary expression that made it impossible to tell whether it was pain or joy. He pressed the knife on Dong Jiaying's chest: "You are really so brave, then go to die!"
He said so, but the knife in his hand stopped. Before killing, he would have a feeling of invigoration and dripping, and he expected the knife to pierce the hearts of those who betrayed.
But now, he couldn't feel any pleasure in his heart.
Are you really going to kill this woman like this? His heart hesitated.
Dong Jiaying closed her eyes and waited for the last moment.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
Qin Yongchen let go of Dong Jiaying and walked quickly to the door.
Mi Shu stood outside the door, raised his head and said to him, "Brother Tan, that man has been stabbed four times, and he has never let go." She could see from Tan Yongchen's expression that the same result was here.
Seeing that Qin Yongchen didn't speak, Mi Shu tentatively said, "Brother Tan, let's let them go... We've been asking for three hours."
They have worked hard, and the two people's mobile phones and various information have also been searched, but there is no serious betrayal. No matter what they said or sneered at, that couple never gave up on each other.
Qin Yongchen's eyes were blood red: "I don't believe it! They haven't let go yet, the knife must not have penetrated deep enough..."
Mishu is still sensible: "If it goes deeper, they will lose too much blood and they will die. We have already stabbed four times. You know, ordinary people will change their tongues with one slash, and they will survive with two stabs. There is no choice. You have to believe that there is still love between some people..." After saying this, she paused and turned her eyes to Qin Yongchen.
Qin Yongchen hesitated for a moment: "But we have to kill them before we can find the answer..."
Mishu looked at him and said, "I think now we have the answer..."
Qin Yongchen was silent for a while, then he said, "they saw our faces."
Mi Shu sighed and lowered his head: "We have done so many things and killed so many people. When I came out today, I heard that the police have been searching for robbers who have entered the house recently, and they may have already found some clues. And the couple who were let go before, do you really think they will keep their promises? They can even betray each other... "
Qin Yongchen's eyes flickered, he gritted his teeth and said: "No, I don't believe their words, the game is not over yet, I will stab it again and enter the fifth round!"
His ultimate purpose was only to torture, but he was unwilling, but in the process of killing, he gradually felt the pleasure and gradually enjoyed it. Now the reaction of the couple was not what he expected.
He felt that killing them would get everything back on track.
Mi Shu blinked his eyes and said softly: "If you are like this, what's the use of killing them in the end? The game has rules. Have you forgotten how we made the rules in the first place?"
If you follow the rules, you will have the meaning of the game.
Unlike Tan Yongchen, Mi Shu could not experience happiness from this kind of killing.
She is a supporter of Qin Yongchen. When so many people opposed Qin Yongchen's behavior, when so many people thought he was crazy, she found him firmly and followed him.
When she was really with Qin Yongchen, she had a strong sense of admiration. At that time, Qin Yongchen had already stepped out of the confusion period and began to search for answers.
Mishu thinks this man is reliable, and if she becomes his girlfriend, they will not abandon each other.
She believes that what Qin Yongchen has to do is just, and she strongly wants to join and punish those people.
At first, Mishu felt that she was taking revenge on her ex-husband, but as time went on, she began to question.
Are those who died under their hands, those who abandoned their loved ones in times of crisis, really so sinful that they deserve to be killed
Could they really hurt each other to the death without their intervention
With the killings one after another, Mishu became less and less certain of these...
Tan Yongchen went further and further away. He enjoyed the killing, watching those who betrayed struggling and enjoying it.
He mocks the incompetence of the police, who repeatedly commit crimes and the police fail to catch them.
Now, they have killed so many people.
Mishu became more and more uneasy, she could already feel that the police were getting closer and closer to chasing them, and it was almost over.
During the conversation between the two, Zhang Xiaocai had been standing in front of the window watching the wind, he was eating ice cream, and suddenly saw several cars driving in the yard, he turned around and said, "Brother, the situation is not quite right, some people are driving over, and there are many people there. Go outside the corridor…”
Zhang Xiaocai saw someone get out of the car. He had entered the juvenile detention center several times, and at a glance he recognized that the other person's figure and posture were different from ordinary residents, and he was obviously trained. He turned around and scolded, "Damn, it's a note, how did those people find this place?!"
Zhang Xiaocai was frightened and threw the unfinished ice cream on the ground. Every time he recalled the past prison disaster, it made him miserable. Even though he didn't do anything in this killing trip, he got most of the money, and he was an accomplice. He knew what was waiting for him once he was caught, and he quickly picked up the bag on the ground: "Let's escape!"
Mi Shu also took Qin Yongchen's hand: "Brother Tan! Let's go..."
Tan Yongchen glanced at the police who had begun to gradually surround them outside: "Escape? Where did you escape? Those people were notified to evacuate, and the police have already surrounded them! Are you going out now, waiting to be beaten into a sieve?"
After listening to his words, Zhang Xiaocai, who had already opened the door, stopped instantly. He closed the door and walked back and looked out the window. Many people had been evacuated by the police and street personnel, and some people were guiding and interrogating people outside.
He knew that they couldn't escape, they couldn't get out. They have missed the best opportunity to escape. What Qin Yongchen said was right, they couldn't escape.
"You escape now, we are dead! We have hostages and weapons, and those police officers dare not do anything to us!" Tan Yongchen walked into the house and dragged Dong Jiaying out of the back room. She was seriously injured, and even if the restraints on her hands and feet were removed, she would not be able to run.
The knife stabbed into her calf so hard that it didn't go to the bottom. Dong Jiaying was so painful that her face was covered in cold sweat, and she screamed. This was the fourth knife.
"Do you think the police can save you?" Qin Yongchen squatted down, grabbed her hair and said, "Stop dreaming! It's not over yet! Aren't you very bearable? Aren't you all thinking about each other? Then Just stick to it until the end, and show me your love."
Then he turned around and said, "The game continues!"
Those people in the yard were the same team of criminal policemen who arrived, including the serious crime team and the first criminal investigation team, led by Lu Junchi and Qi Zhengyang.
Lu Junchi turned his head and asked Qiao Ze, "Is the ambulance notified?"
Qiao Ze nodded: "Already on the way!"
"How are the nearby residents evacuating?"
"House-to-house notices have been notified in this building, and an orderly evacuation is underway."
In the dark, the lights on other floors have been turned off one after another, only Room 202 on the second floor, with the curtains drawn, the lights inside. Because it is on the second floor and not very high, the police have surrounded this building from front and back, and there are also people ambushing at the door, ready to attack at any time.
Now, those robbers can't escape even with their wings.
"Three hostages, the couple and their children." Zheng Bai took out the binoculars, "It is still unclear what weapons the murderer has in his hands."
Su Hui also got out of the car, Lu Junchi turned around and looked at him through the crowd. Su Hui lowered his head slightly, leaning on the scepter in his slender figure. In the chaos, he was firm and calm, as if none of the evil could destroy him.
At this moment, the curtains of the balcony on the second floor were pulled open.
Qin Yongchen appeared on the balcony, holding a baby who was just over a year old in his left hand and a grenade in the other.