I Was Once a Legend

While Ficks was resting, Dong Zheng carefully examined the entire room except the master bedroom, presuming that Ficks had been living alone for a long time, but before that, he may live in this building with other people. In the house, for some reason, the traces of that person were deliberately removed by Ficks, and nothing was left.

Dong Zheng flipped through a stack of newspapers from the cabinet to find the headlines of the most recent month, and finally saw such a news in the newspaper a week ago.

"The second son of rich Ferdinand died unexpectedly, the cause of death is under investigation"

Intuition tells him that this is absolutely important information. Dong Zheng carefully read all the contents mentioned in the newspaper: Ferdinand is a rich man who is famous throughout the state. He has a good reputation for his enthusiasm for charity. His family lives in this wisteria town. However, a week ago, the day before the publication of this newspaper, on October 4, George Ferdinand's second son, George, who was only 16 years old, was found to have committed suicide by swallowing a gun at home.

George was a child born by Ferdinand when he was almost forty years old. He has always been fond of abnormalities. After the incident, he firmly did not believe that his son would commit suicide. The police intervened in the investigation. After investigating the scene, he found some very subtle clue.

As for the clues, the newspaper will definitely not write them. Dong Zheng suspected that even this sentence was added by the media in order to promote sales. Western media always like to use this trick.

Dong Zheng turned over the next day's newspaper.

On October 5, the headline was still the progress of the investigation of Ferdinand’s second son suicide. After searching and collecting evidence, the police suspected that George’s death might not be suicide.

The headline on October 6th was changed to another protagonist, and a resident of Wisteria Town died. He was found dead in his garden, and his left hand flew away-this is the same as George's death.

Dong Zheng came to the spirit all at once. In the two previous newspapers, except for killing himself by gunshot, he did not describe George's death in detail. Now it seems that someone took his left hand before he found the body after his death. ?Or did he lose his hands before George died?

Dong Zheng tends to the first situation. If George's hand was taken by the "killer" before his death, there will definitely be a lot of blood on the scene, and it is impossible for the police to first respond that this is suicide.

So why did the person who killed him take George's left hand?Is the death of the deceased in the same series as the death of George?

Dong Zheng continued to look back.

Until the newspaper that Ficks got back today when he returned home, Dong Zheng already had an outline of what the box wanted him to do.

Including George, in Wisteria Town, three consecutive residents died in this week. Their bodies were found in their respective homes. Their deaths were different, but everyone’s left hand was gone, and the forensic doctor concluded that it was in them. After death, the hands were cut off.

In addition, there are two people missing, and their family can't reach them no matter what method they use. The two people disappeared into the town as if the world had evaporated.

The headline of the newspaper on the last day directly wrote the words "serial killers appeared in Wisteria Town", and also said the true voice of everyone in the town until now.

The dates of the disappearance of the two missing persons were on October 7 and October 11, respectively. Dong Zheng thought of the strange taste of the broth during breakfast today, and his heart suddenly woke up.

He put down the newspaper and went into the kitchen to open the refrigerator.

A piece of freshly frozen meat is placed on the upper layer, red and white, and the texture is still bright red blood, exuding the bloody gas that has not been frozen.

In addition, there are some pasta and greens in the refrigerator, and a few boxes of milk.

Dong Zheng washed his hands, took a deep breath, and forefinger touched the noodles, trying to figure out what the meat was.

"Are you afraid of eating human flesh?" Cui Zuojing said the first sentence after entering the box. He had been observing Dong Zheng's performance in the prisoner's space, and asked when the man was nervous.

"To be honest, it's still disgusting." Dong Zheng squeezed twice to confirm what it was, but he hadn't seen what human flesh looked like, and could only tell that it wasn't any of the cattle, sheep, pigs and fish. .

"Forget it." At the end, Dong Zheng broke the jar and closed the refrigerator, washing his hands, and could only comfort himself. "Anyway, I have finished eating, what can I do?"

Cui Zuojing lost his smile: "So why didn't you pay attention at first?"

"I found something wrong after I had eaten it." Dong Zheng took a deep breath and sorted out the newspapers he had read to put it back in place. He looked at the empty street outside the window and whispered: "No wonder no one is on the street. , Who else dared to go out after this happened?"

Cui Zuojing: "Uh huh."

Dong Zheng sat on the sofa for a while, and the more he thought, the more wrong he was.

John and Fix haven't seen each other for two decades. Let's not talk about how the two contacted each other. After knowing that there is a killer in the area where he lives, Fix actually let John live in his house?

Isn’t this obvious?

After Ficks woke up, try him out.

Dong Zheng thought this way. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, a line suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Do you want to jump to the moment when the next plot point occurs?

Yes

no

Although Dong Zheng has not entered the single box, he also understands that in the single box, many important things do not happen very often. In order to save the time of the pilgrims, the box will have the function of plot point jump.

He chose "Yes", and his eyes gradually darkened.

After a few seconds, the consciousness became clear again. Dong Zheng opened his eyes and saw that the bedroom was still in the dark. He lay quietly and waited for the plot to arrive. Three minutes later, he heard the slight sound of the door opening from the master bedroom next door.

Fix came out of his room.

Dong Zheng listened attentively to the movement outside, silently simulating in his heart: Ficks went to the living room and wanted to drink saliva, because he accidentally knocked the glass on the coffee table without turning on the light, he poured himself water and drank , Put the cup aside and went to the toilet.

After coming out of the bathroom, he went out.

Go out?

Dong Zheng got up from the bed, he turned on the light, and the clock showed that it was five o'clock in the morning.

Is it five o'clock... Dong Zheng frowned, immediately turned off the light, fearing that Fickers would find him awake through the light, he pulled the curtain open a gap and looked out, it was dark outside, as if it were the deepest before dawn Dark, only a few street lamps were faintly lit, and there was a kind of unknown breath.

Go out at this time... Probably the morning run plus shopping. Yesterday, Fix finished the breakfast at 6:30, which just matched this point.

Dong Zheng pondered silently and lay back again, before the option to ask him if he wanted to fast forward.

Is this a key plot point?

He was a little puzzled and got up and found the door out of the room again. He wanted to go to Fix's room to check it out. He didn't believe that the box made him jump to this time just to let him listen to the movement of Fix at five.

He unscrewed the door handle and found that the master bedroom was locked by Ficks. Dong Zheng frowned. He glanced at the table in the living room. After a long time in the dark, he recognized the clock by the light outside.

When was it taken away?

he does not know.

Dong Zheng had to go back to the room with full of doubts and chose the plot to jump.

It's already dawn.

The chirping of birds and birds came out of the window. It was 6:45 in the morning.

Dong Zheng, like yesterday, crossed out October 13 on the calendar and opened the door. The aroma of breakfast was still coming.

Dong Zheng:……………………

After thinking for a while, he raised his hands and messed up his hair, with a hunchbacked chest, half-open eyes pretending to be sick, sneezing hard and walked out of the room.

"I want to catch a cold," he said to Fix. "Maybe the window was not closed last night."

"It doesn't matter." Fix still boiled a pot of broth with toast, and there was a layer of old calluses between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

"It doesn't matter, just rest for two days, but my appetite is not good. I'll just eat some toast." Dong Zheng watched him put the bowl on the table and asked, "What kind of meat is this? The taste seems to be different, never before." Have eaten like this."

"Horse meat." Ficks replied, "It's good for the liver to eat this. Why, haven't you eaten it before?"

Dong Zheng remembered his rich man's design and smiled, "I have eaten it, but you have a different taste and it is more fragrant."

However, in fact, Dong Zheng had not eaten horse meat, and he had no way of knowing whether Fickers was right. The two sat at the table for dinner. Dong Zheng only ate two pieces of toast. Compared with yesterday, the atmosphere seemed to be different from yesterday. Make it easier.

Dong Zhengzhuang asked unintentionally: "This morning I heard that you went out before dawn. Do you have to go shopping so early?"

"Fresh horse meat sells very fast, so I have to go early in the morning. It just happens that I am used to getting up early in the morning and running in the morning so that I can eat fresh every day."

This is similar to Dong Zheng's guess. After the two had eaten, Fix would go back to sleep again.

Dong Zheng asked before he closed the door: "Yes, you told me not to go out casually, what happened?"

Ficks looked back. The middle-aged man's smiling face disappeared, replaced by a solemn: "Recently this place is not safe. Several people have died one after another. For details, you can look at me in the cupboard. The newspaper in here."

Dong Zheng pretended to be taken aback, and Fickers placated: "But as long as you stay at home, there will be no problem, rest assured."

The door of the master bedroom closed, Dong collected a surprised expression, opened the refrigerator again, the piece of meat he saw yesterday was gone, and replaced with a fresher piece.

Probably already eaten up by the two.

Unusually noisy on the street, Dong Zheng glanced from the window and found several police cars parked on the street not far away.

He remembered the warning that Fickers would not go out casually, smiled, took the key and changed his shoes, and walked out of the house for the first time.

He went to the villa where the police gathered, and stood outside the cordon. There were few residents of Wisteria Town except the police. The murders that he wanted to come for many days have exhausted everyone's curiosity. Now everyone is in danger. , Who else would go out casually?

In the garden next door, a fat aunt was pruning plants. Dong Zheng approached her and sighed in a small chat: "Is anyone dead again?"

"The woman of the Ford family." The aunt glanced at Dong Zheng, and when he saw him, she immediately became alert: "Why have I never seen you before."

"I live in the Ficks' house." Dong Zheng pointed to the house. "I was his father. There was something wrong with the family before I came here to stay temporarily. Who knows that it is so uneven, how to call you, Mrs?"