The woman who sold insurance on the eighth floor died.
She sat quietly in a chair in her nightgown, her black hair hanging down to her waist, fluttering in the wind coming in through the window, making her look eerie and ghostly in the dark.
The moment the lightning flashed, her appearance was clearly reflected in the mirror. The woman's eyes were dug out, leaving only two black blood holes, staring straight at the mirror. The corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing a hideous and weird smile, as if welcoming the first visitor who came in.
Meng Zhoushan approached slowly and found that she had cut two deep cuts at the corners of her mouth with a knife, and then sewed them up with thick black thread, like a rag doll. Blood flowed out from the gap between her lips and slowly flowed to her chest.
Her mouth was like a cloudy sky, filled with a pool of blood. Now that it was broken, blood was dripping down.
An Ouroboros pattern was drawn in blood on the mirror, coiled in the middle.
Meng Zhoushan frowned and reached out to touch the woman's neck.
The body was still warm, so it must have been only a few hours since death.
There was only one female resident on this floor. Meng Zhoushan remembered that he had just pressed the elevator button for the eighth floor and suspected that it was a prank by the murderer.
But if Fang had really pressed the elevator button, how could the murderer escape the scene in such a short time? Since Zi and Yan Yuezhao were guarding downstairs, Fang would never risk taking the stairs.
Meng Zhoushan suddenly turned on the light and walked to the window, then pushed it open with a bang. The wind and rain were blowing, with occasional lightning and thunder. Rain flew into the house obliquely, quickly soaking his clothes.
Meng Zhoushan ignored the cold rain on his face and looked down at the building. He saw the night was surging and a row of air conditioners were hanging vertically on the wall. If the murderer was brave enough and had good hands, it was possible that he escaped through the window.
"Meng Zhoushan!"
Yan Yuezhao entrusted the child to the plainclothes policeman who was watching downstairs, and immediately rushed over. However, when he saw the situation at the crime scene, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy and ugly.
"damn it!"
He couldn't help but swear, immediately called someone to come over, and kicked the wall in annoyance.
Meng Zhoushan's glasses were wet from the rain, blurring his vision. He took off his glasses, walked up to Yan Yuezhao, and said in a deep voice, "The murderer probably escaped through the window—"
He paused and said, "It's a serial murder case."
Yan Yuezhao always felt that Meng Zhoushan seemed to know something, otherwise he would not have called him just now for no apparent reason. His eyes were filled with doubt and he asked, "How do you know the murderer would commit the crime?"
Meng Zhoushan lowered his head and wiped the water marks on the lens with the hem of his clothes: "You should ask your son. He saw the Ouroboros symbol left by the murderer on the wall downstairs. There is a clue on it."
“Boom!”
Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the sound was deafening, as if God was angry at the sins that had settled in this dilapidated building.
This was the second case committed by Ouroboros.
After the autopsy, the forensic doctor found that the woman's tongue had been cut off by the murderer with a sharp weapon and disappeared, and her teeth had been pulled out. A thorny rose soaked in blood was stuffed in the empty mouth.
If you can’t speak the truth when you are alive, then it would be nice to speak flowers after you die…
After the news was reported to the top, the police immediately set up a special task force to secretly investigate the serial murders, and Yan Yuezhao was in charge.
Including the previous case, three lives have been lost. Several poor families quietly moved out of this building, and then several poorer families moved in.
Chen Pingchuan had no plans to move. He was fired from his job three days ago and was unemployed. He smoked cheap cigarettes that cost a few yuan a pack every day and bought a lot of lottery tickets like crazy, but he always spent more than he earned from winning the lottery.
Wang Suying started crying and making a scene, throwing things around in anger. Finally, Chen Pingchuan, who was furious, beat her with a stick, and she finally gave up, holding her sick son and sobbing silently.
Sui Yuesheng didn't cook, as there was no food left at home. He sat quietly in a wheelchair, his chin becoming increasingly thin, watching this absurd farce.
Chen Pingchuan sat on the sofa and smoked fiercely. He didn't know if it was due to dazzle, but in the choking smoke, he saw the nephew who had been silent all the time suddenly smiled to himself. But when he looked again, it seemed to be an illusion.
Chen Pingchuan's mind suddenly recalled what the insurance saleswoman on the eighth floor had said some time ago.
"Brother Chen, if you ask me, you should just buy an insurance policy from me. No matter if you get sick, hospitalized, or injured in the future, I can reimburse you. It's a kind of protection, right?"
"My son has a congenital heart disease. Can it be reimbursed?"
"That won't work. People with congenital heart disease don't have a standard body type and can't buy critical illness insurance products."
"Forget it, I don't have that much spare money lately."
"What are you afraid of? If your son can't buy it, your nephew can. Yuesheng's legs are paralyzed, so he will probably have to rely on you for the rest of his life. As his uncle, you have done your best to buy an insurance policy for him. If he gets injured or dies in the future, you can get hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation."
"Hundreds of thousands, is that true?"
"Of course it's true. Think about it, you're the only relative of Yue Sheng. If something happens to him one day, the compensation will be yours..."
All yours...
All yours...
Chen Pingchuan was not well educated and did not know that the insurance company's claims process was actually more complicated than he had imagined. He simply listened to the woman's half-truthful lies and thought that as long as he bought an insurance policy for Sui Yuesheng, he would be able to get the compensation when he died.
Even a desperate dog will jump over the wall. When it is forced into a desperate situation, it seems to be no better than an animal.
Wang Suying saw Chen Pingchuan suddenly get up from the sofa without saying a word, then rummaged through the boxes and found the ID book at home. He said nothing, stuffed the things into his pocket, and went out in silence.
Wang Suying shouted from behind: "Chen Pingchuan! What are you crazy about again!"
Ignoring him, the door closed with a loud bang.
Sui Yuesheng lowered his head and gently touched his legs, then glanced at the direction where Chen Pingchuan left. His eyes were heavy, and it was unknown what he was thinking. Then he pushed the wheelchair into the compartment.
After that, it rained for several days in a row. The flower in the pot was silent. Because of lack of sunlight, there was no sign of sprouting.
Ding! Please pay attention, the villain's blackening degree has risen to 9999!
Warning! Warning! Please pay attention! The villain's black level has been raised to 99999!
The system task target was startled by the sudden increase in the blackness, and it jumped out with a whoosh, like a startled bird. It circled around Meng Zhoushan nervously: It's over, it's over, the blackness has reached the endangered value, host, you have to think of a solution!
Meng Zhoushan was discovered at two murder scenes, and in order to eliminate suspicion, he had been under investigation at the police station for some time. He had just come out of the police station when he saw the system pop up like a fire burning his butt, urging him to think of a solution, as if the sky had fallen.
Meng Zhoushan only felt a series of harsh warning sounds ringing in his mind, and he felt dizzy.
The degree of evil suddenly increased, could it be that something happened to Sui Yuesheng? !
Meng Zhoushan thought about this, his face changed slightly, and he didn't bother to ask anything, and immediately drove towards home at high speed. However, the warning sound in his ears became stronger and stronger.
Ding! Please pay attention, host! ! The villain's blackening degree has risen to 999999! !
Data is endangered, and the mission success rate is being tested...
The inspection is complete. The main brain has determined that the success rate of this interface mission is zero. Prepare to eliminate...
It was a mechanical sound that did not belong to the system, and it was even colder and more rigid.
The system was terrified and stopped me from taking action: What are you trying to kill? You are not allowed to kill! It's not even 100 yet, the villain's degree of darkness is only 9999999!
That cold mechanical voice sounded again: After detection by the main brain, the villain's degree of blackening has approached 100, meeting the standard for elimination.
The system instantly exploded: Da me! Da me! The degree of darkness has only risen to 99999999, not even 100! You are not allowed to kill my host!
The red light with cold murderous intent kept hovering around Meng Zhoushan, and finally the system blocked it back again and again.
Meng Zhoushan stepped on the accelerator hard, speeding up to the maximum speed, and finally arrived downstairs. It was pouring rain, and he slammed the car door, and ran straight upstairs without waiting for the elevator.
At that time, Chen Pingchuan had already pushed Sui Yuesheng to the stairs in a wheelchair. It was just getting dark and they were not off work yet. It was the quietest and most empty time in the building.
Chen Pingchuan was a little nervous, his heart pounding, thinking about how to push Sui Yuesheng down the stairs. It didn't matter if he died or was disabled, as long as he could get the compensation, nothing else mattered.
He slowly stretched out his hand, holding his breath and concentrating, and stretched it towards Sui Yuesheng's back. However, before he could move, he saw Sui Yuesheng, who was unusually quiet, suddenly turned around and looked at him.
The eyes were dark, like a drop of thick ink that could not be dissolved. The delicate and pale face was smiling, with the corners of the lips slightly raised, gloomy and strange.
"uncle… "
Sui Yuesheng spoke softly, her voice particularly clear in the silent corridor.
Chen Pingchuan retracted his hand subconsciously and stammered, "What...what's wrong, Yuesheng..."
Sui Yuesheng asked, "Where do you want to push me?"
Chen Pingchuan's mind was in a mess, and his wrists kept shaking. He couldn't tell whether it was because of guilt or fear: "Uncle... Uncle will push you out to relax..."
Sui Yuesheng closed his eyes and listened for a moment: "But it's raining."
Chen Pingchuan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't come up with a reason for a long time. Sui Yuesheng suddenly turned the wheelchair, turned to face him, and asked an irrelevant question: "Uncle, do you know that two families upstairs died?"
Chen Pingchuan: "Know...know...what's wrong?"
Sui Yuesheng gently pushed the wheelchair around him and said casually, "I heard that it was a serial murder committed by the same murderer. Every time he killed someone, he would leave an Ouroboros pattern on the wall..."
Chen Pingchuan didn't understand what he was saying at all. He just felt that Sui Yuesheng was talking behind him. He felt a little creepy for some reason: "What does that mean?"
Sui Yuesheng stared at his back, smiled, and pointedly said: "It means... If another person dies here, as long as the same Ouroboros pattern is drawn on the wall, the police will probably think it was done by the previous murderer..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps from below, as if someone was rushing towards here.
Sui Yue paused imperceptibly and looked downstairs.
…
There are too many dangers hidden in this building, whether it is a murderer with bizarre killing methods or a vicious person, which makes Meng Zhoushan and Sui Yuesheng feel worried and uneasy.
However, when he rushed upstairs, he was still a step too late. He saw his uncle pushing the man in the wheelchair down from the upstairs with his own hands, and the wheelchair rolled down the stairs together, like a kite with a broken string and out of control.
"Sui Yuesheng!"
Meng Zhoushan's pupils shrank when he saw this, and he quickly stepped forward to catch him. At the same time, he raised his hand to block the falling wheelchair, threw it heavily aside, and lowered his head to check on Sui Yuesheng's condition: "Sui Yuesheng? Sui Yuesheng?"
He rolled down the stairs, feeling dizzy, and his exposed skin was covered with wounds from the steps. He heard someone calling his name, and with difficulty focused his eyes, he saw that it was Meng Zhoushan.
"uncle… ?"
His face was pale, and his voice could not hide the pain. The moment he saw Meng Zhoushan, it was as if he had seen a life-saving straw. With red eyes, he hugged him tightly, and the hot tears rolled down his collar and fell into Meng Zhoushan's back, burning his heart.
"uncle… "
His voice was low, full of tears and pain. His two injured arms tightly wrapped around Meng Zhoushan's neck, sobbing uncontrollably.
Chen Pingchuan seemed to have not expected this situation. He went downstairs in panic and kept waving his hands at Meng Zhoushan: "No, no, no... It wasn't me... I didn't push him... I really didn't push him..."
Meng Zhoushan ignored him, rested his chin on Sui Yuesheng's head, patted his back soothingly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital."
After he finished speaking, he tightened his arms, picked up Sui Yuesheng from the ground, and cast a cold gaze on Chen Pingchuan who kept waving his hands to explain.
Chen Pingchuan was afraid that Meng Zhoushan would call the police: "It really wasn't me who pushed him! He fell down from the building! He... um..."
Before he could finish, he was kicked hard in the stomach. He took a few steps back and fell directly on the stairs, holding his lower back and howling in pain.
Meng Zhoushan didn't even look at her. He carried Sui Yuesheng downstairs, walked to the parking space, put her in the back seat, and then drove quickly to the nearby hospital.
Ding!
The system suddenly beeped in the darkness.
Please note that the kill warning has been lifted and the villain's blackening degree has been reduced to 95
Meng Zhoushan's hands paused slightly when he heard this, and then returned to normal. At this moment, he didn't care to ask anything, he just wanted to quickly check Sui Yuesheng's injuries. The car sped in the rainy night, splashing water everywhere.
The rain continued, and in the fine rain, the scenery of the entire city became blurred. The neon lights blurred into circles of halos, and only the red cross lights of the hospital were extremely eye-catching.
It was seven o'clock in the evening, and traffic was very congested, but fortunately the hospital was not. Meng Zhoushan registered at the front desk, then carried Sui Yuesheng to the department for examination and filming, and waited for the results in the ward.
"They are all soft tissue contusions, they shouldn't be serious. I'll let you know when the results come out. It's inconvenient for the patient to walk, so the family members should be more careful. Falling from upstairs is no small matter."
The nurse helped Sui Yuesheng deal with all the wounds on his body, gave him some serious instructions, and then pushed the cart away.
Sui Yuesheng was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale to the point of being transparent, like a broken glass. Meng Zhoushan poured a glass of warm water and handed it to his lips, and asked with concern: "Drink some?"
Sui Yuesheng lowered her eyes and looked away, still holding his waist tightly without letting go.
Meng Zhoushan had no choice but to put the cup back. He brushed aside the black hair between his eyebrows and recalled what had just happened. He was silent for a moment before asking, "Why did your uncle push you down from the building?"
To defraud insurance
Sui Yuesheng lowered his eyes, nodded silently, and said in a hoarse voice: "I bought insurance for him... As long as I die... I can get the compensation..."
Meng Zhoushan couldn't help but close his eyes when he heard that. He slowly raised his hand and took off his glasses on his nose, only to feel a coolness on his fingertips.
He had written many stories in his life, and every word revealed his evil heart. But reality always seemed to be a million times more cruel than the words on paper.
In the previous life, after Sui Yuesheng died, Meng Zhoushan hadn't been able to pick up a pen for a long time, and hadn't been able to write any stories...
Some say he has run out of ideas, some say he is ignorant, but only he knows that neither is true...
Meng Zhoushan lived in that dangerous building for three whole days. In those three days, he had countless opportunities to rescue Sui Yuesheng. As long as he went out for a walk and took a look, he could easily find the desperate situation and lend a helping hand.
But he didn’t…
Not once...
He buried himself at his desk day after day, writing his lifeless and worthless words, peeling off the rotten and stinking truth, but he never thought of taking a look at the living things in the room.
All that Meng Zhoushan and Sui Yuesheng left behind was a pot of sunflowers that they had accidentally left behind, in which was buried a dead seed that would never sprout. However, the third queen presented him with a bouquet of flowers, in return for the only kindness she had encountered in her short life.
Yan Yuezhao said Sui Yuesheng was the murderer...
The speculation is this...
But no matter how we guess, Meng Zhoushan wants to save that person.
"Don't be afraid..."
Meng Zhoushan slowly tightened his arms and hugged Sui Yuesheng tightly. His shirt was wet with rain, but still warm. The collar of his shirt was mixed with the cool smell of cologne like falling snow, mixed with the scent of tobacco, which made him feel at ease.
"After you are discharged from the hospital, I will help you find a new place to live. Don't have any contact with your uncle and others anymore."
This was the best solution Meng Zhoushan could think of. He didn't mind supporting her for the rest of her life.
Sui Yuesheng paused when he heard this and looked up at Meng Zhoushan. The handsome and gentle profile of the man was a little blurry under the light, but his tone was serious.
Sui Yuesheng: "Uncle, but I don't have the money to pay you back..."
Meng Zhoushan shook his head gently: "You don't have to pay it back, just treat me as a friend."
Sui Yuesheng moved her lips: "Where do you live?"
Meng Zhoushan had no plans to move out of the building. He still wanted to find the answer, so he made up a reason: "I need to collect materials for my writing, so I will still live there for a while."
"But I'm afraid..."
Sui Yuesheng leaned on Meng Zhoushan's shoulder and buried her face in his arms. Her dark hair was soft and cold, causing a slight itch. She asked in a low voice, "Uncle, can I live with you?"
Meng Zhoushan paused after hearing this, and lowered his eyes to look at Sui Yuesheng, but he couldn't see her clearly because she was looking down. He could only guess from her trembling body that she was still afraid.
As Yan Yuezhao said, this building is really dangerous. Meng Zhoushan actually wanted Sui Yuesheng to find a safe place to live. But he thought again that it might not be safe to live without someone to take care of you. After a moment's thought, he agreed.
"good,"
Meng Zhoushan said: "After you are discharged from the hospital, you can pack up your things and move in with me."
Anyway, Sui Yuesheng is already grown up and can act freely. Even if Chen Pingchuan wants to cause trouble, he will be ignored.
The system beeped again without warning.
Ding! Please note that the villain's blackening degree has been reduced to 90. Please continue to work hard~