At this moment, the crow has already opened the door leading to the No. 12 car. He heard the sound of the door lock. When he turned the keyhole of the door, the iron door clicked slightly, and then slowly opened. .
The crow peeked into the No. 12 car through the crack of the door. He was cautious and cautious, although he didn't see anyone in the No. 12 car, and—
"What did you see?" The owl no longer observed the corpse in the suitcase, but silently walked behind the crow to inquire about the situation. Not to mention, the owl walks without making any sound. The crow was startled badly, and when he turned his head, he saw an owl standing very close to him.
The owl had no expression on its face, but its eyes were very cold. It straightened its waist and stood there like a log. When the crow turned around and saw him, it reminded him of the curled up corpse in the suitcase. An identical, but purple-black face with blue lips.
The crow's face also turned pale, he pushed open the connecting door of the No. 12 car, and warned the owl: "I said, stay away from me!"
The owl didn't argue, but he didn't act either. He just stood there.
The light in the carriage was really dim, and the crow didn't continue to look at the expression of the owl because of some panic and fear. He hurriedly opened the door and walked into the No. 12 carriage impatiently. Because of this, the crow didn't notice that the owl was clenched tightly at the moment, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.
What the owl held in his hand was a black cross pendant, which he got from the palm of the corpse in the box. When the crow was there holding the key to open the door, he finally noticed that the corpse held tightly in his hand. When he opened the corpse's fingers one by one, he saw a small black cross pendant in his palm.
The pendant was obviously torn off someone's neck by the deceased, and the chains of the pendant were torn apart. It can be seen how hard the poor victim was trying to prove his anger and hatred towards the murderer.
As for the cross pendant, it was obvious that the deceased had torn it off from the murderer's neck. Probably when he was strangled to death, the deceased struggled desperately and accidentally grabbed the murderer's pendant, tore it off and held it tightly. In hand.
When the owl got the pendant, he touched his neck subconsciously. His neck was smooth, without any scars or signs of being strangled.
Losing all memory, in the strange and closed compartment, Owl actually doesn't trust anyone, including himself.
So, after confirming that he didn't wear any pendants around his neck, he stood up and walked towards the crow. He subconsciously slowed down his steps, but in fact he walked without making any sound.
Moreover, even for a moment, the owl felt that he had no sound of breathing or heartbeat, as if he had died.
So he could quietly walk behind the crow, and he saw a thin red mark on the back of the crow's neck at a glance.
This discovery made him terrified. For a moment, he felt that he should take some action, and the murderer was probably right in front of him, wasn't he? In other words, it has been conclusively confirmed that this person is the murderer.
But so what if he knew he was the murderer
The owl's eyes grew darker. There may be only five people on this train that was running non-stop, and one of them was killed. To be able to lock them up on this train and erase the memories of all of them is clearly a game played by some terrible and huge organization.
Therefore, no one will come to rescue them here. There is no law, no police, and no rules and regulations that can restrain this group of people. On this train, everyone can become an outlaw and feel free. , can be crazy and egotistical, like a beast... or, live like a monster.
Will you do whatever it takes to survive
There seemed to be some voice asking him in the dimness, but the owl did not answer. He looked around and saw a pair of scissors on the sofa seat next to him, and a half-cut piece of paper under the scissors. Some kid was sitting here cutting paper before, but that's just a coincidence.
What a coincidence, at the moment when I tried to kill, there was a murder weapon right in front of me.
The owl didn't touch the scissors. He stared at the scissors for a second, then turned his head to look at the crow whose back was facing him, said the above sentence, which attracted his attention, and successfully Startled the crow.
The crow was frightened by him, and hurriedly ran into the No. 12 car, which was completely different from the No. 13 car.
There is no garbage here, no suitcases or clothes thrown around, no snack bags or melon peels everywhere on the table, compartment 12 is very clean, as if no one has set foot in this place from the beginning Same.
Apart from…
There were large patches of blood on the ground.
"There's blood everywhere here." The crow stepped into the bloody water. The blood hadn't completely dried up, and a lot of blood would splash on the crow's pants. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The crow walked along Looking forward to these large areas of blood, it was found that the blood was flowing from the toilet in the No. 12 car.
And you can hear the clear sound of water coming from the bathroom.
The crow hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the owl following him. After the owl entered the No. 12 car, it instinctively closed the door and closed the door at the junction of the No. 12 and No. 13 cars. It was put on half-covered, but it was not closed.
After the owl came in, it naturally saw the large bloodstains on the ground and the sound of water in the toilet. It exchanged a glance with the crow, and said softly, "Go and see."
There was a constant sound of water, splashing, and a lot of water mixed with blood kept dripping out of the bathroom.
This weird situation made both the crow and the owl palpitate, but they couldn't stay still, so they had to walk towards the toilet one by one. The door was actually half-covered, leaving a gap, and the iron wall inside the toilet could be vaguely seen.
The crow plucked up his courage and was about to push the door open, but the owl who had been following behind him suddenly took a step forward, put one hand on the crow's shoulder, and pushed the door open with the other.
This action frightened the crow, and he could hardly move at that moment. He felt that the owl's hand on his shoulder was very cold, so cold that it made people a little surprised, as if it had just been taken out of the freezer.
And at this moment, the owl is also standing closer to the crow, which makes the crow clearly feel the breath on his body, a very cold breath, the crow doesn't know how to describe it, but realizes that he doesn't want to feel it again up.
The door of the toilet opened with a creak under the push of the owl, and there was a simple sink and squatting toilet inside. The toilet space on the train is very narrow, and at most one person can stand inside.
Both of them found that the faucet of the washbasin in the toilet was not turned off. The sink was filled with water and was leaking out along the flow. The water was bright red, and there was an obvious black thing in the sink. It was this black thing. The thing kept bleeding.
The owl took a closer look and said, "That's a dead cat."
"Cat?" Crow also looked into the toilet.
"A black cat." The attitude of the owl seems to have changed. After entering the No. 12 car, he no longer has a blank expression on his face. He even smiled at the crow, and he was so bold that he reached into the pool of blood. , and lift the dead cat out of the sink.
It was a young cat with several wounds that looked like knives. Its body was already stiff, and it was maintained in a curled up posture. When it was lifted out, it was bloody, and its hair was also tangled in clumps. The flesh and blood turned white from the wounds. , I feel infiltrating when I look at it.
The owl didn't seem frightened and was grabbing the cat by the nape of the neck.
The crow was terrified by this, and stepped back in horror, frowning at the owl: "It's too disgusting, throw it away."
The owl didn't listen to the crow's persuasion at all, and his face became silent for a moment. He held the cat in front of the crow, as if deliberately disgusting him, and said, "I remember you like cats."
"What are you talking about?" The crow really couldn't stand the behavior of the owl. He took a step back and retreated directly to the corner. The bloody cat was accompanied by a strange smell, which was really unbearable.
What's even more unbearable is that the behavior of the owl seems to be getting more and more weird, and every move makes people feel outrageous.
The crow clenched his fist tightly where the owl couldn't see, and his nails dug deep into the skin of his palm. He looked at the owl, and the dark and extreme thoughts in his heart came out again, and they kept reappearing in the crow's mind Spinning around in circles, he could hardly suppress the horrible thought, he knew he couldn't go on like this, he had to think of a way!
"It seems that you don't like it." The owl shook the cat's corpse in his hand, "So...any creature is cuter when it's alive, right?"
"You have vitality only if you live." The owl squinted at the kitten in his hand, and then put it back into the pool.
"Owl—" the crow warned him, "stop doing this kind of thing, you look very abnormal."
The owl made up his mind and said with a sneer, "Why? I just want to do this, so what can you do? Kill me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Crow lost control of his emotions.
"I'm talking...you want to kill me, don't you?" The owl suddenly approached the crow, and held one of the crow's hands with his hands that were still wet after catching the dead cat. The crow became stiff all of a sudden, this man His hands were as cold as ice cubes.
Because it was too cold, the crow felt that his teeth were about to tremble, and he barely managed to squeeze out a word, and said grandly, "How could it be? You're thinking too much."
Crow still put one hand behind him, clenched his fist tightly, but then opened his fingers, and found a short sharp knife from his waistband. The one I touched on a certain sofa was as long as a crow's fingers plus the palm, but it was very sharp and small. If it was strong enough, it would be caught off guard and directly poked into a person's neck or other vital points, killing people would not be a problem at all.
The crow doesn't know what the owl is thinking, and in fact the crow sometimes doesn't know what he is thinking either.
Right now, there is only one most important thing for him - hurry up, escape from these two damn trains faster.
For this purpose, removing all stumbling blocks is the best option.
Even if it's to kill someone.