Chapter 81 Psychology: Caught by a Murderer
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Yi Wu Er Bai
But you can't leave it alone if you keep knocking on the door, so Su Bei got up and prepared to open the door.
Just at this time, Xiao Qianran also called.
Su Bei answered the phone while walking, and he opened the door before feeding him.
The phone dropped.
Xiao Qianran on the other end also heard the sound of the phone landing, and then hung up.
He frowned, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.
But soon I received a text message from Su Bei: I'm sorry, the phone receiver is broken, I'll call you next time.
Xiao Qianran got up suddenly, picked up the suit on the chair, called the police station directly, and then went to Su Bei's house.
It was raining heavily and the whole world was blurred.
Xiao Qianran drove downstairs to Su Bei's house, and then took the elevator up.
He knocked on the door of Su Bei's house and made a phone call.
The phone was turned off and the door was not opened.
Xiao Qianran raised her foot and kicked towards the door.
After kicking a few times, the door was kicked open, and there was no one inside.
When Su Bei woke up, he was very cold.
He looked around, it looked like an abandoned factory.
And he was thrown in a corner with his hands and feet tied.
A pot of soup was cooking not far away, and it tasted very greasy.
He felt a little headache, so don't open the door randomly in the future, something will happen.
As soon as he opened the door, he was attacked.
Have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on.
Su Bei soon heard footsteps, from far to near.
A middle-aged man in food delivery clothes grinned at Su Bei with his teeth bared, a little creepy.
He said as if talking to himself: "You moths of society, you only order takeaway every day, wasting food, and not contributing to society."
"Why, why should I deliver food to you social moths every day, and be bullied by you."
Su Bei understood that this man was delivering food, and then he was scolded, so he killed him.
No, he had only ordered takeout from Subei for two days, so he died of injustice.
And he never scolded the delivery guy.
Suddenly, Su Bei remembered the conversation of those uncles when they were camping, saying that there were two serial murderers who specialized in killing otaku, so he just ran into him, right?
Is it so dark?
He is a person who has never drawn a golden skin, nor can he draw an ssr.
Such a horrible thing can happen to him, shouldn't he buy a lottery ticket or something.
Su Bei was calm on the surface, but complained wildly in his heart.
Then I remembered that if I died, the mission failed, and I was even more sad.
He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of mission failure, really.
The food delivery man came over with a knife and made several gestures on Su Bei's body, "Which part do you like to eat?"
The hand behind Su Bei frantically tried to break free from the rope, but his expression was clueless. He said seriously, "I don't like meat, really."
The delivery man raised his hand and slapped Su Bei, "You're talking nonsense, the food you order is all meat."
Su Bei said, this is also wrong, is it unreasonable?
Well, there is no reason to speak with perverts.
Su Bei's wrist was burning and hurt, and the skin must have been worn out.
But the good news is that the rope has been loosened and he has to hold the delivery boy.
Su Bei blinked to make himself look more sincere, "Uncle, it's not good to kill people, really."
The uncle chuckled, "I didn't kill people, I just killed the moths of your society, so it's not counted as killing people."
Su Bei continued to fool around, "Uncle, look, if you were caught in prison for us social moths, wouldn't it be worth it?"
Just at this time, Xiao Qianran also called.
Su Bei answered the phone while walking, and he opened the door before feeding him.
The phone dropped.
Xiao Qianran on the other end also heard the sound of the phone landing, and then hung up.
He frowned, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.
But soon I received a text message from Su Bei: I'm sorry, the phone receiver is broken, I'll call you next time.
Xiao Qianran got up suddenly, picked up the suit on the chair, called the police station directly, and then went to Su Bei's house.
It was raining heavily and the whole world was blurred.
Xiao Qianran drove downstairs to Su Bei's house, and then took the elevator up.
He knocked on the door of Su Bei's house and made a phone call.
The phone was turned off and the door was not opened.
Xiao Qianran raised her foot and kicked towards the door.
After kicking a few times, the door was kicked open, and there was no one inside.
When Su Bei woke up, he was very cold.
He looked around, it looked like an abandoned factory.
And he was thrown in a corner with his hands and feet tied.
A pot of soup was cooking not far away, and it tasted very greasy.
He felt a little headache, so don't open the door randomly in the future, something will happen.
As soon as he opened the door, he was attacked.
Have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on.
Su Bei soon heard footsteps, from far to near.
A middle-aged man in food delivery clothes grinned at Su Bei with his teeth bared, a little creepy.
He said as if talking to himself: "You moths of society, you only order takeaway every day, wasting food, and not contributing to society."
"Why, why should I deliver food to you social moths every day, and be bullied by you."
Su Bei understood that this man was delivering food, and then he was scolded, so he killed him.
No, he had only ordered takeout from Subei for two days, so he died of injustice.
And he never scolded the delivery guy.
Suddenly, Su Bei remembered the conversation of those uncles when they were camping, saying that there were two serial murderers who specialized in killing otaku, so he just ran into him, right?
Is it so dark?
He is a person who has never drawn a golden skin, nor can he draw an ssr.
Such a horrible thing can happen to him, shouldn't he buy a lottery ticket or something.
Su Bei was calm on the surface, but complained wildly in his heart.
Then I remembered that if I died, the mission failed, and I was even more sad.
He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of mission failure, really.
The food delivery man came over with a knife and made several gestures on Su Bei's body, "Which part do you like to eat?"
The hand behind Su Bei frantically tried to break free from the rope, but his expression was clueless. He said seriously, "I don't like meat, really."
The delivery man raised his hand and slapped Su Bei, "You're talking nonsense, the food you order is all meat."
Su Bei said, this is also wrong, is it unreasonable?
Well, there is no reason to speak with perverts.
Su Bei's wrist was burning and hurt, and the skin must have been worn out.
But the good news is that the rope has been loosened and he has to hold the delivery boy.
Su Bei blinked to make himself look more sincere, "Uncle, it's not good to kill people, really."
The uncle chuckled, "I didn't kill people, I just killed the moths of your society, so it's not counted as killing people."
Su Bei continued to fool around, "Uncle, look, if you were caught in prison for us social moths, wouldn't it be worth it?"
