The Underworld Detective

After pushing Jinxin down, Sun Bingxin and I clamped him in the back seat left and right. Just now, when he fell, he sprinkled the rice, so Huang Xiaotao bought him another copy.

Jinxin held the rice and didn't want to eat a bite. He said: "I knew you weren't feeling safe. Anyway, I was dead anyway. The difference is that I killed myself. You couldn't solve the case, so I shouldn't have believed you! ”

I said, "You're wrong. Suicide doesn't affect us. We just want to save you. ”

Sun Bingxin said: “If you see so many people in the street, who are you going to smash to death? Even if you didn't smash anyone, they can't leave you with a mental shadow for the rest of their lives. ”

Jin Xin said impatiently: "I'm dying. Why are you thinking about this? Has this society ever given me anything? ”

Huang Xiaotao scolded: “Humph, you shameless boy! ”

The traffic jammed up and on the way back I asked Jinxin if he wanted to call his family and he shook his head.

I wanted to ask him a lot of questions, but I did. When we got to the station, we took him to the interrogation room, and the police were going to take him to the bench, and I waved my hand: "No, give him a regular chair and get a bottle of mineral water. ”

Jin Xin was not grateful and grunted angrily: "Buy people's hearts! ”

We didn't compare him. After we sat down, Huang Xiaotao said: "Talk to me! ”

“I killed people, I confess. ”

“No, start from the beginning! ”

Jin Xin thought about it and began to say that he had thought about suicide a long time ago, but could not do so. Like other sensitive and delicate young people, he is also a fan of singer and writer aftersounds and often runs to Weibo, where he publishes his thoughts on the world and life.

Around March this year, when he saw someone launching a suicide club in Yuyin's Weibo comment area, he joined. The sponsor, Little K, was a very nice boy, who told him the rules of the suicide club, there would be six people at a time, everyone drew lots, the people who drew the red stamp survived and organized the next group suicide, and the others drank poisonous alcohol and committed suicide.

Little K was the one who survived the last drawing of lots and the organizer of this one.

A few days later, we meet in a basement. At the same time, everyone said some comforting words to each other about licking each other's wounds, expressing the hope that there would be a happy and happy afterlife, and then began drawing lots. Jinxin actually drew a red stamp.

Watching five people die after drinking poisonous alcohol, his mind is a little hairy. Death may be a matter of biting their teeth and stomping their feet for himself. It is too horrible for others.

He kept his promise to clean up the scene and start the next party.

Unexpectedly, he survived the suicide party in May...

It was as if God was joking with him intentionally. He watched others die every time, but he survived. He became the owner of this club. Jinxin could not help but cry about it, but he had to maintain this order.

A few days ago he started another suicide party, this time he didn't draw a red tag, and Jinxin drank poisonous wine in a mood, thinking this time he was dead. But who knows, in confusion, someone was pouring soapy water into his throat, he vomited wildly, almost didn't spit out his stomach, and he actually picked up a life from the ghost gate.

At first glance, five people were trapped in a warehouse, possibly a garage or something, because of the smell of organic oil.

He immediately realized that a ‘traitor' had been mixed up in this suicide party, which was the sixth participant Xu Yu! Everyone was tied up at the time, and they were scared to think that they had met a perverted homicidal maniac, or a demon of organ trafficking.

Sitting in a dark room for a day, a man walked in and said, "You take your lives so seriously, I will punish you and alert those fools with your death! ”

"Kill us, we don't care. ”

The man grinned, "Great, let's start with you! ”

He took the man, then another one a few days later, then another, and the rest of Jinxin and Weimu were very disturbed. The two discussed many possibilities and agreed that the man was definitely a pervert.

They didn't want to die in the hands of the perverts, so they worked together to get out of here.

For the first time, Jinxin felt that the air was so fresh and the sky was so blue, but the two of them had not changed their clothes or taken a bath for several days, and walked around the street like beggars to get a nasty look.

They were broke and their phones were long gone. Jinxin found a cell phone charging station to charge them. He disappeared for so many days that only his parents called, which was very frustrating to him.

The two men settled a lunch at the fast food restaurant, Wei Mumu said he had an unfinished wish to retaliate against the bully who had bullied him back then, and he remembered that the bully lived here.

Despite that, Wei Mumu hesitated a little, and Jinxin encouraged him to fulfill this wish!

The two men found a place and conceived possibilities along the way, but did not expect the bully to be away from home. So they broke the lock with the wrench they were carrying, went wild at the bully's house, and wrote a few words on the wall.

After coming out, they were both very happy, and then...

“And then you killed him?” I asked.

“Yes!” Jinxin nodded.

“Why?” I smiled.

Jin Xin was very good at lying for a while, and I ironically said, "Can't you make it up? ”

“I'm not making it up. I'm telling the truth!” Jin Xin became angry with shame.

I shook my head: "I'm sorry, I'm good at identifying people's lies. You've been lying since the middle killer showed up, but it's not all lies. You're deliberately hiding something. ”

Jinxin's eyes fluttered: “I don't know what you're talking about. ”

“You're hiding the real killer. You know him!” I yelled.

Kim Xin suddenly laughed: "Ridiculous, am I a sadist? Why should I hide the identity of the real killer? ”

He said so in his mouth, but he felt a cold sweat on his forehead.

“The sixth person's name is Xu Yu, and this word is written like this...” I made a comparison in the air: “Turn this word 'Yu' upside down is the word 'Yin’, this person is your idol voice! ”

Jin Xin's eyes widened, his face had betrayed him, but his mouth was still cunning: “Comrade police, your imagination is too rich, the rest of you committed suicide five years ago, who doesn't know? ”

I sneered: “I'm just talking about it. The psychological portrait I gave the murderer is perfectly consistent with the afterthought image, and you can confess to the crime of murder if you're going to die, only you don't want to talk about the identity of this person, which means you respect him very much. Besides, you have an obvious bug in your narrative, the real killer took the first three people away, you have no idea what he did to them, but after you escaped, you deliberately made Wei Mu's body look like the first three cases, how do you know? It turns out that the real killer talked to you, and maybe even you were his accomplice. And one more thing, you and Wei Mumu didn't escape, the real killer let you go! ”