The eyelids opened with difficulty, the vision was pitch black, the muscles of half of the cheeks were aching, and there was a mess of numbness in my mind, "My face seems to be against the ground, and the skin of the stone is sore, wait a minute.... .. Why am I lying on the ground?"
Jiao Kai woke up from a coma, and found that his hands were tied up, and his body was covered with a layer of cold plastic cloth. The skin contact was clammy and sticky, and because of fear and panic, the feeling spread and spread as if there were countless tiny pieces all over his body. The bugs are wriggling.
He quickly got up from the ground with horror, shaking his head frantically to shake off the plastic sheet on his body, his vision was immediately clear, he saw the darkness of the night, the cold rain beating on him, and the plastic sheet was like a half-taken cloak hanging on his back. , The stripes on the cloak look familiar? !
It seems to be the tablecloth on my own table~
Jiao Kai's eyes widened, and the pile of air-dried scattered objects at his feet is also very recognizable, so... This seems to be the rooftop of a self-built building.
"I remembered that there were some problems with the house painted for the client today. I had to rush to finish the work overnight. It was already midnight after I got it back. I was lying** and couldn't sleep and was watching the live broadcast late at night with my mobile phone. I watched it very much. I was fascinated, and suddenly there was a knock on the door that frightened me. I thought it was because the volume of the phone was turned on too loud and it made the next door noisy, so I went to open the door, and then..."
An arm stretched out from the opened door, and the palm of the hand opened a scarlet flesh from the inside. A twisted and twisted thing that looked like a tree vine and a crutch came out of it, suddenly occupying my entire field of vision. , And then there was a round of spinning around, and his eyes were completely plunged into darkness.
Jiao Kai recalled the horrible scene before the coma. The chill was surging from his vest. He suddenly turned and looked behind him. He was standing at the top of the stairs on the roof.
The descending steps inexplicably made him have bad associations, and the inside of the building was even more dead and gloomy, making his heart hairy. He froze in place, just about to swallow and spit, suddenly...
A dark figure sprang out from the corner of the stairs, and climbed up the stairs with a low body like a mad dog.
Looking closely again, it was a man, covered in blood, with a mobile phone in one hand shaking, and a bloody kitchen knife in the other hand, and he rushed towards him without saying a word.
madman
Murderer
Jiao Kai spit and stuck in the eye of his throat, and he almost passed away without being frightened. His face was swollen and blue, his throat whimpered in horror, his feet staggered backwards and he tripped and fell to the ground severely.
At that moment, Jiao Kai's brain was blank, and his heart was split, he just felt like he was dead!
The breathing was exceptionally long. After a century of hotness, Jiao Kai recovered, his neck stiffened a little bit and he didn't see the suffocating soles on the ground.
This is the case in horror movies. When the dragon sleeve fell on the ground struggling to get up from the ground, he first saw a pair of shoes in front of his eyes. .jpg
Now, surrounded by nothing, Jiao Kai got up from the ground with a shock all over his body, that lunatic didn't seem to have rushed to the roof? !
The rejoicing of the rest of your life
No, it's more fear, OK? The chill rushed to the forehead like an electric charge from the sole of the foot. Jiao Kai was breathing fast, and his eyes were shooting randomly on the roof.
He found an empty wine bottle at the root of the wall next to it, quickly walked over, kicked it, squatted down, picked up the broken bottle with his backhand, rubbed and slashed the rope, and broke free with his hands.
Jiao Kai threw away the fragments, picked up one end of the wine bottle and grabbed it. He let the broken end of the wine bottle aim at him, and walked towards the top of the roof.
He swallowed his saliva, held his breath, leaned over half of his head cautiously, and peeped into the stairs with wide-eyed eyes—like a video with a missing part in the middle, suddenly skipping the middle **, reaching the end of the show. What Jiao Kai saw at this moment was such a sight:
A figure covered in blood turned its back to the stairs, and was kicking the wooden box under his feet brutally. The people who fell in the wooden box were struggling frantically, but unfortunately the arm was clamped firmly against the wall and couldn't move.
Next second!
The front of the box board was kicked to pieces, and the sawdust and plastic bags fell all over the sky, and the figure inside suddenly stopped struggling, and then a large swath of blood was splashed on the man's face.
The man stopped his movements and stood there, as if he was waiting for the person he assaulted to suffocate completely, and he seemed to be simply enjoying the pleasure after killing. After a while, he slowly released his palm and allowed the corpse to stick. Lying down against the wall and falling back into the box.
"That lunatic killed someone, it's too cruel!"
Jiao Kai only felt his brain numb, and the hand holding the wine bottle was trembling, "He seems to be reminiscing about the murder just now. This is a perverted murderer... while he hasn't noticed now. Behind me, I must get close to the past and act first, otherwise, when he comes back to his senses, he will come to deal with me on the rooftop, and I will die too!"
Moving down the stairs step by step, Jiao Kai bit his trembling cheeks, his steps were as heavy as lead water, and every time he lifted up, he seemed to lose his strength. In just a few steps, his whole body muscles seemed to be Experienced brutal and inhuman soreness.
The distance is approaching, and he can even see the profile of the madman from behind.
His hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, blood dripped down, his entire face was splattered with blood, and two pillars of blood were dripping out between his nostrils. He was wiping the phone with his head down, his eyes focused as if he was contemplating something, and the corners of his mouth Then faintly aroused a morbid smile.
Question: Witnessing a murder case up close, and glimpsing the strange smile on the murderer's mouth when he approached quietly behind him, what kind of inspiration would he immediately gain
Ask: What is Jiao Kai's mental shadow area at this moment? Please give the specific algorithm steps.
Jiao Kai's hair was horrified, as if he had been subjected to a fixation technique, his courage retreated like a flood discharge, his mouth "Ah" opened, but he couldn't make a sound.
He saw that the abnormality in front of him turned his head, the light of the mobile phone was shining on that face and finally reflected the whole picture. The cold light of the mobile phone was muddy with the sticky blood. What kind of visual impact is that~
What's more terrifying is that that face is exactly the same as the neighbor who lives in the self-built building! ! ! (?Д?)ノ
It is a writer who lives on the 313 floor and often writes horror novels in the house.
I have said long ago that most of these literary creations have some problems, and they may be potential perverted lunatics. Unfortunately, the landlord sister just refused to listen. Now it's okay, and finally something big happened... I guess it's going to die!
"Well, I'm sorry to involve you, but you can put the wine bottle down first, the problem has been solved by me, and you are safe now!"
There is no need for Jiao Kai to explain. With just a glance, Chen Chao can roughly guess the whole picture of the whole incident in his mind. However, Jiao Kai does not seem to be so...satisfied with his indifferent statement? ! !
Brain frequencies that are not in one band at all!
In the gap when Chen Chao turned around, the scene hidden in the box fell into Jiao Kai's sight.
Jiao Kai fell into the ice cave, and the wine bottle fell to the ground. He looked at the miserable and terrible corpse with horror. She was a little girl who was not kicked to death, but was forced by a metal cane. The mouth is stuffed into the esophagus to die...