"The mole on the right side?" Yu Yu was stunned for a moment, and an even worse feeling came to his heart for a moment, "Then who was the man in the kitchen just now?"
Exactly the same face, different moles, are they really twins
"It's still not very clear, and the clues we have are lacking."
At this moment, there was a deafening knocking sound in the house, and the door was about to be knocked open...
Yu Yu didn't have time to complain, so he was dragged far away by Yun Ze, when suddenly he saw an ax coming straight through the door, almost brushing Yu Yu's side face and flying out.
It slammed hard on the telephone pole opposite, and then the door collapsed. The man in the kitchen just now stood in front of the three of them with a black garbage bag in one hand.
Su Yuxin's desire to die in place was never stronger than at this time, but she had no one to protect her, so she could only pick up the ax on the ground alone, with a sense of death as if she was at home, and she was alive and dead.
It's just that before the ax was held firmly, a loud noise was heard, and the eyes were suddenly plunged into darkness...
Yu Yu: "...it's okay, wake up." Supporting Su Yuxin who was on the verge of falling.
"I probably fainted from fright." Yunze sighed, "I'll help her up."
Yu Yu froze for a moment, feeling strange for no reason, but couldn't tell what was wrong, her hands stiffened silently.
"Why are you reluctant to give it to me?" Yun Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
As soon as the words fell, Yu Yu's hand immediately loosened, almost hitting Su Yuxin on the ground.
Yunze picked up Su Yuxin who had fainted expressionlessly, "The man in the kitchen
No matter who it is, it must be the murderer of women and children first. "
Yu Yu obviously didn't have much interest in this nonsense, and said in his heart that if he didn't hurry up and leave, the few of them would be 'topped' on the man's murder record.
"The murderer is not the dead, he can't see us, which means that the ax just now may not be at all..."
"It didn't cut us, did it?" Yu Yu answered dryly, pointing forward with a wry smile, "I hope that the ax fell on me."
The sculptor suddenly appeared, dragged his head, and looked at them resentfully. Yu Yu was horrified to find that the sculptor's body seemed to be spliced together. Thinking of what he saw in the club... the whole person was not very well.
"I think this game will be blocked by the police uncle sooner or later." Yu Yu's throat moved, "Is there a way to leave the illusion?"
"have."
Yu Yu instantly ignited a fire of hope.
Yunze paused, "But I haven't thought of a way yet."
Yu Yu: "..."
"Get out of here by car first."
Yunze ran forward quickly, Yu Yu followed behind, Yunze unceremoniously threw Su Yuxin on the seat, and locked on the next destination.
"Is this the cemetery?" Yu Yu glanced at it, eyes drooping, and suddenly understood Yun Ze's intentions, "What's the date in the illusion today?"
"Number 13, do you still remember the set of numbers before?"
"Remember."
"Coincidentally that was the same day that the boy and the woman were killed, including the engraver himself, of course."
"I thought maybe we should find the boys' and women's burials, and maybe find out about the real mayor along the way."
Yunze turned to that page in the diary, "The sculptor was actually killed long ago, but because of too much resentment, he stored his hatred in his sculptures before he died."
"You mean the carver that the people in the town saw later was something like a wooden doll?"
Under Yunze's sure gaze, Yu Yu gasped, "I have a bold guess now, I think it might be because I found out about the relationship between the sculptor and the woman, that's why I went on a killing spree."
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"But what's the matter with the man in the kitchen? He's not the mayor."
Yunze pondered for a while, then took out the woman's diary, "Perhaps the answer is here."