Absurd deduction game

The strong clown man raised his head high, and the muscles of his upper body squeezed together with his movements, like mountains. He screamed like crazy, and he really felt like a killer clown.

Yu Xing: "..."

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

The severed head had very short hair, and its eyes stared forward in horror. The dilated pupils had no luster at all, leaving only empty blackness.

The head was lifted up by the clown man's hand, just above the clown man's own head. It looked like the two heads were connected together, which was very weird.

The clown's other hand was also raised high, holding a sharply serrated knife.

Yu Xing was close, and he could understand with a glance why the corpse's neck wound had so many pits. The knife itself was very dull, and there were many gaps on the blade. As long as the beheader didn't know that it would be easiest to separate the neck. That line will inevitably be cut several times due to the slowness of the murder weapon.

For the murderer, it was just a little more effort, but for the victim, especially if they examined the victim and found no other wounds except for the neck and arms, it was a form of torture.

Now the tip of the knife is facing Yu Xing's forehead, and the arm seems to be swung down immediately without hesitation. The clown man's eyes are red, which is a sign of extreme excitement and loss of reason.

"I don't really want to go to the toilet, but I would rather interview you. What's your hobby? You want to bring a human head with you when you go to the toilet?" Yu Xing looked at the clown man's ferocious appearance and was exceptionally calm.

Since the murderers are all here, what he just said is completely unnecessary. This is a great opportunity to seize clues. He calmly took a step across and blocked the clown man's route.

The clown's expression was ferocious for a moment, but he still held the man's hair tightly and stabbed the knife with his right hand.

"You don't understand at all!"

He shouted: "What's the point of killing him? I want to scare him more so that he never dares to look up when going to the toilet again! Hehehe, you know he was sitting on the toilet playing with his mobile phone just now, and When my girlfriend said those disgusting words and suddenly saw my head when she looked up, did she look horrified?"

Yu Xing quickly took a step back, and at the same time, Zhao Yijiao raised his arm to hold the knife.

So Yu Xing had some free time and took a look at the partition between the two cubicles. The height of the partition was the same as that of the partition itself. They were not very high. An adult man could reach the top of the partition by stepping on the toilet. , similarly, with a little effort, they can put their heads over the thin partition and look into the next cubicle.

The clown man revealed the biggest information in a short paragraph, and also revealed that he deliberately peeped on the victim going to the toilet in order to intimidate the other party.

This is a typical personality abnormality. The average murderer would like to hide immediately after killing someone, erase all clues, and must have no relationship with the murder case, in order to prevent his crimes from being punished.

And some perverted murderers want to show off their behavior to the world. They will feel how clever and exciting their killing techniques are. What they need is attention, recognition, topics, and audiences.

This clown man was peeping in the last cubicle before killing someone. After killing someone, he took the victim's head with him and returned to the last cubicle. What could he do?

Yu Xing thought about it with the idea of ​​a perverted killer, and thought that he would probably climb to the top of the partition again to peek at the lifeless corpse.

Watching the corpse he created lying quietly and lifeless on the ground is probably like a sculptor appreciating the work of art he created with satisfaction.

"Why are you blocking me?" The clown's knife did not hit Yu Xing, and he yelled crazily. His voice definitely reached the maximum decibel that human ears can bear, but this did not attract any prying eyes from the outside world. No one entered the bathroom to check, not even the three people in the women's bathroom next door made any movement.

Regardless of Lisa and Lien, Qu Nianqing would come over to take a look anyway. Now that she has not come, it can only mean that at the moment when Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu saw the corpse and the clown man, the toilet The space is closed to a certain extent.

Probably just like the day the murder occurred, no matter how much the victim screamed, no one came to help him.

"You've seen it, you've all seen it, why don't you let me kill you too? Do you want to get out? I tell you, it's impossible for you to get out, and you can't even think of publicizing what I've done!" The clown man roared viciously. He spoke very fast, like a delirious madman.

Yu Xing discovered that the clown man still had some awareness of wanting to keep secrets. The only difference was that the secrecy of ordinary murderers was aimed at everyone, while his secrecy was aimed at the majority of people - as long as a few people discovered his secret, he would keep it secret. These very few people were also killed and became his new secret.

"You must be sick." Zhao Yijius felt that the clown man was very strong. If he had to describe it, it would be that he didn't look like a living person. He frowned and listened to the clown man's noisy nonsense, and his eardrums were a little painful from the shock.

And when he heard that the clown man was peeping at others from the top before killing people, he couldn't help but think of the bedtime story Zhao Mou told him when he was very young.

There was a girl who stayed at the school on duty after school. It was already very late when she came out. Her home was very remote. There were not many pedestrians on the road. There were fewer and fewer buildings on both sides of the road. It was getting dark, so the girl walked alone. I was a little scared on the way home.

However, soon, her fear became reality, because as she walked, she found a man following her from a distance. She had never met this man on the road, and there was an ominous premonition hanging over her. She, she planned to find a chance to get rid of this man, but there was only a public toilet built on the roadside in front of her.

There is an uncle in charge of cleaning the public toilets. He doesn't seem to have any other work to do, so he stays in the duty room outside the public toilets all year round.

She felt that as long as she entered the public toilet, the person following him would definitely stop following her when he saw the uncle, right? If she still wanted to do something, she would find an opportunity to ask her uncle for help.

So the girl quickened her pace, and finally rushed into the public toilet almost running. From the corner of her eye, she saw the tall man behind her, just like her, following her closely, even with malice that she could no longer hide.

The girl entered the toilet and knocked on the door of the duty room, but no one responded.

She didn't expect that the uncle who had been on duty in the toilet would leave at this moment. The girl was frightened when she thought of the people following closely behind her, so she entered the women's toilet without any choice. The cubicle in the women's restroom had a door lock, which was relatively safe. She thought she would just wait in the restroom for the uncle on duty to come back. She could not lure that man into her home.

After about a minute, there was no movement outside. The girl thought that the man following her didn't have the guts to enter the women's restroom, so she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. But then she heard footsteps, and someone walked in front of her cubicle and seemed to stand. for a moment, and then into the cubicle next to hers.

The girl wanted to ask out loud if the person next door was a girl, but then she thought, this place is so remote, would there really be a woman passing by at this time and walking in to use the toilet?

She pricked up her ears in fear and worry, listened quietly to the movement next door, locked herself next to the toilet, and hugged herself into a ball to seek a sense of security.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the person next door did not come out. The girl became even more certain that this must be the man who was following her. She did not dare to say anything, and just hoped that the uncle on duty would show up soon. While she was afraid, she also felt She felt a trace of curiosity. She wondered what the man next door was doing after waiting for so long.

It was this kind of curiosity that prompted her to slowly raise her head. Because of the obstruction of the wooden board, people would instinctively look at the unobstructed place, that is, the top of the wooden board. Although they still could not see anything, they subconsciously There will still be actions.

The girl raised her head and suddenly saw a man's face.

That face had been pressing against her on the board for who knows how long. Its red eyes were staring straight at her, with a sick smile on its face. She was also very familiar with this face.

It was the uncle on duty. The collar that the uncle on duty stretched out was exactly the same as the man who was following him just now.

At that time, Zhao Yijiu had probably just understood what fear was. People who were too young lacked the proper fear of everything. That was because the warnings hidden in genes had not been sufficiently developed. When a person knows that he is afraid of something, When animals are afraid of certain behaviors or unknown things like ghosts, that's when they really start to protect themselves.

When Zhao Mou first understood fear, he treated this story as a bedtime story and told it to him every night.

Maybe I'm too lazy to find new stories, so I'll use the same ones to perfunctory him.

At that time, their family was all well, and his father was relieved to leave the younger Zhao Yijiao to his brother Zhao Mou to take care of him. Who would know what nonsense Zhao Mou told Zhao Yjiu on a daily basis.

Therefore, Zhao Yijiu had a very deep impression on this story, so much so that even after experiencing many years of darkness and loneliness, and growing up to the age of 25 after seeing the light again, he could almost still remember Zhao Mou telling stories as a child.

The tone, plot and expression were all carved into his mind as if they were carved by a knife. Now facing the clown man's roar, the image of the man following the little girl in the story, that is, the uncle in the duty room, suddenly became different from what was in front of him. The Joker becomes one.

He was in a daze for a moment, and the powerful clown man took advantage of this gap and pushed him away explosively, and the knife stabbed towards Yu Xing steadily with hatred.

Probably verbal ridicule, for a perverted murderer who is mentally sensitive after going crazy, is far more powerful than possible physical conflict.

The blade poked in front of his face again, and a trace of disgust flashed in Yu Xing's eyes. He was just weak, but his body and explosive power were stronger than this clown man. At this moment, he turned his head slightly, dodged the knife, and then He held the clown man's wrist with his hand.

The five fingers exerted force, and Zhao Yijiu, who came back to his senses, only heard the cracking sound of the clown man's wrist bones. The clown man's eyes widened as if in disbelief, and it took a moment to react. He let out a scream that shook the heavens and earth.

The head in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. The clown man was startled, and he immediately stopped caring about his broken wrist bones. He dropped the knife and bent down to pick up the head like a treasure, and then used a kind of The forward rushed with the ball, laughed wildly, knocked Yu Xing away, and rushed towards the door of the toilet.

Compared with the previous stabs and attacks, the clown man's speed and reaction ability when escaping have significantly improved to a big level, so much so that Yu Xing was not able to stop him. Instead, he was brushed when he ran away, and half of his body was covered. Numb.

Zhao Yijiu immediately wanted to chase. Yu Xing smiled: "No need to chase, didn't you see? His body disappeared as soon as he left the toilet door. It seems that he only exists in the closed space of the toilet. ."

In other words, he was indeed a human murderer in that timeline. Along with the corpse in the compartment, he was left forever in the legend of evening self-study, becoming an inescapable horror story.

Normally, the flow of this event should be like this.

Someone discovered the body in the penultimate compartment and screamed in panic. At this moment, there was a knocking sound from the last locked compartment, and the screamer became even more frightened.

Then the clown man rushed out with the corpse's head, used verbal attacks to accelerate the fear of the discoverer, and then killed the discoverer with the knife in his hand, turning it into the same appearance as the corpse in the penultimate compartment. This is the toilet. The incident occurred during the night study period and involved a murder.

Corpses, murderers, madness, blades, these connected images are enough to form a weird legend that makes today's students afraid to step into the toilet.

But today, the clown murderer encountered Waterloo. The two people he met were even crazier than him. One of them was as strong and cold as him, and the other even crushed his bones. Not only that, He also verbally mocked him and denied his sense of ritual after killing.

They are all devils!

So the clown man ran out with the idea of ​​​​escape. Of course, he may not know that he can't "run" out. There is only one timeline and one world in his mind.

The final effect was that the vicious perverted murderer escaped from the toilet in panic and disappeared, and the corpse in the compartment also disappeared like bubbles. The toilet became normal again, as if nothing happened just now. However, only two emotionally stable "students" were left looking at each other.