Demon King Dad

"Dangdangdangdang——————Bi Dangdang————!

"Our life is dedicated to the motherland~~! May the brilliance of the female plan shine on us forever~~

~! "

Early in the morning, the deafening sound of music and singing resounded through the wind and sand.

Originally, these voices should not travel that far, but in this quiet city with almost no people, the voices are so loud.

Noble area, large concert hall.

The round, open building clearly shows its style to everyone. The passionate singing also made this city, which had been silent for too long, a little bit of anger.

pissed off?

This is impossible.

On the open-air stage, the idiot listened to the majestic music from the loudspeaker.

In addition to him, everyone at the Qihua treasure hunt meeting was also here, but everyone did not have an attitude to appreciate musicals.

Except for idiots, bread, and Xingli and a few people. Everyone here showed a pale complexion, and the panic that could never be covered up.

Drop..................drop..................drop..................

Red liquid dripping.

It's like beating the rhythm of this majestic music, falling drop by drop regularly.

The ruby-like liquid exploded on the floor of the stage, turning into brilliant red flowers. If it's beautiful...

I'm afraid, there is nothing more "beautiful" than this.

The makeup girl was hung there.

In other words, she was afraid that the body "we" would be suspended there.

Her hands, feet, body, and head were all incised. Each section is like pork and beef sold by butchers in the market, hooked with a hook and hung in the air.

Her belly was sliced ​​open, and her chest was dug clean.

The esophagus from the throat to the large intestine is suspended separately, and the two lung lobes on the other side are suspended side by side.

The heart, spleen, liver, etc., hung there like exhibits. It seems to be showing everyone here the most "beautiful" side of her life. Show your body completely, without any obstacles, in front of others...

drop……………………

Blood water, from under the corner of the head of the makeup girl, drawn a thin red line in the air, and smashed the blood on the ground...

"Woo...Woo!"

The bald man covered his mouth and turned blue, and immediately turned his head. As if it were contagious, the fourteen-five-year-old boy with a pocky face also covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet in the concert hall.

Others were not surprised by their performance.

In other words, these people who are still here now even start to hate why they don't have any feeling of vomiting.

Obviously disgusting to death, but now even the desire to vomit is suppressed by fear. This feeling... is really uncomfortable.

"Come on! Our castle of blood and flesh will never be broken by the enemy! Even if the enemy slaughters us, we will stand up again to defend our glory! We are eternal and undefeated heroes!"

Originally, the song sung at the ceremony would give people a feeling of tragic and heroic.

But now, this song makes people shudder.

The idiot glanced at the edge of the stage. He jumped to the band slot between the stage and the auditorium. After seeing the phonograph inside, he turned it off.

At this moment, the lively concert hall just turned back quiet again.

Quiet...even, it was a bit horrible.

"The slaughterer is the slaughterer! This must be the slaughterer! It must be!!!"

The body of the man with spectacles was trembling, he knelt down in front of the stage, his face in his hands and his face looked a little distorted because of panic.

"First the people of darkness and then the people of slaughter! We will all be killed if we are all killed! Don't! Don't kill me! I am not participating in this treasure hunt, please let me go! Please! Please!"

The pupils of the man with glasses are a little dilated. It can be seen that his spirit has reached the edge of collapse.

In fact, why is he alone?

In this wind-blown sand with no other people, except for the idiot who has been accustomed to loneliness for a long time, and the bread that often stays with idiots, why don't others feel this loneliness?

There was no one around, and this feeling of being thrown into the middle of the desert, the degree of horror might not be easier than the **** sight in front of him.

"Oh, my poor boy. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The rickety old man walked up tremblingly, stretched out his hand, and patted the man with glasses on the shoulder. After the spectacle man raised his head, the crooked old man squinted and showed a smile.

"Don't be afraid if you think I can be trusted as an old man, then tell me if you have any difficulties."

The old man's kind face made the man with glasses seem to have found an oasis in the desert. His distorted appearance immediately recovered at this moment. Tears overflowed in his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm! Old man...thank you...thank you..."

Xing Li looked at everything here, silent. After taking another look at the broken body of the makeup girl, she slowly walked onto the stage, stretched out her hand, and pulled the rope on the edge of the stage.

A huge curtain fell, covering the hanging corpses inside, giving the tragic woman the last dignity.

After half an hour, everyone sorted their moods and sat in a coffee hall next to the concert hall.

The little beauty is still pulling Xingli, the idiot and the bread group. Then, the man with glasses and the rickety old man over there are also sitting together. The others are in separate seats, and they don't seem to want to sit on the same table with others.

No one speaks.

In other words, no one can find a suitable topic to speak.

The idiot just looked at the bread in front of him, and the bread looked at the idiot. Both of them fell silent.

However, this silence finally came to an end. The cold man wiped his hands and walked into the *coffee room. He took a handful of coffee beans at the bar over there and put them in the coffee machine to make a cup of coffee. Picking up the coffee, he shivered while sitting down on a chair next to him.

"...

Hey, your hand, just touched "she, right?...

The little beauty frowned, looking at the cold-blooded man sipping coffee.

"Now, can you really drink it?"

The ruthless man gave the little beauty a look and said, "Professional relationship, I am used to it."

After drinking*listen, he put down his cup, and began to say no one else, "The time of death is about one to two in the morning today. The cause of death is heavy bleeding. As for the specific details, it may be a bit cruel. I think he may not be able to stand it. Please now Avoid yourself."

The ruthless man picked up *listen again, which was given time for everyone to leave. However, after seeing no one left, he took a sip and put it down.

"I believe that the murderer did not directly kill her. Instead, he personally dismembered her while she was still alive."

"I have to say that the prisoner has a clear and thorough understanding of the structure of the human body.

That person understood very well how to dismantle the human body without killing the opponent. In this respect, the other party is indeed a pervert. "

"The tools used for dismemberment are a sword, some small knives, and a pair of corkscrews. These things were found in the background. There are blood stains and some human tissues on them. They should not be wrong. The prisoner waited until the makeup girl was dismembered. After the dismemberment, she took off her heart, put her head off, and hung up. In my experience, it should take about two hours to complete all this.

Perhaps this explanation is only a rough explanation.

But the idiot also believes that there is no need for the cold man to do much detailed explanations of technical terms. Because right now, there are more important things to deal with.

"You bastard! Everything is your ghost, right!"

The grumpy man rushed to Scarman, grabbed his neck, lifted it up, and shouted, "You did such a treasure hunt. Now two are dead, and these two are dead. They all hinted at the secret words! Say! Did you kill the fat man and the makeup girl? You are so brave, so blatantly playing music to attract us all?!"

Scar man's eyes were wide open, he gritted his teeth, facing the rude behavior of the grumpy man, it seemed that he did not expect to resist for a while. But as the violent man's shaking became more and more violent, he finally couldn't bear it," Luo pushed the violent man away.

"What's the joke, it was I who killed them? Do you have evidence? If there is no evidence, just talk nonsense?"

In all fairness, if it is really about looks, the scar on the man's face definitely gives him a bonus for his terrible looks. When he stared like this, the irritable man was so stunned by him that he couldn't say a word.

*The noise in the coffee room began to calm down again for a while.

Such peace is really uncomfortable. After a moment of silence, Scar Man looked at everyone, and finally took the lead in exhaling and said,

"Well, everyone. In fact, I don't want to let everyone have any concerns. But now, I think everyone should think about the next thing, right."

Scar Man turned his head and looked at the idiot here. The idiot noticed that he was looking at him, so naturally he raised his head and looked at him.

"Well, the master of the Forest of Grace. I want to ask in advance.

Are you...are you really a murderer? "

The bread sitting next to the idiot was taken aback, and immediately raised the sign "What do you mean? ! 》

Scar Man looked at the girl who stared at him, he couldn't help but smiled, and said, "It doesn't mean anything. I just want to ask. Because anyway, the Lord of the Forest of Gifts also saved the entire wind blowing sand. Hero. I think even if all of us on the court challenge this, I’m afraid it’s impossible to win him."

He touched the scar on his cheek and asked in a tentative tone: "So, if he is a murderer, I don't think people here need to escape or anything else. I beg you to kill us here when you kill us, and don't add any more pain to us."

Everyone turned their heads and began to look at Bai Ji. There was horror in their eyes. Of course, some people who had understood the meaning of Scar Man's words, looked at the idiot's eyes with a little expectation.

"…………………………………,not me."

Finally, the idiot said this [Answer] case.

This [Answer] that made Xi Scarnan and everyone relieved.

"Well, now, since you, the strongest among us, say you are not you, of course I can believe that you are not the murderer. Then, I propose now that the fifteen people we are present in the future will not be allowed at any time. More than one person left the others, and it is the sight of the Lord of the Forest of Gifts. Do you think it is okay to propose such a proposal?"

"Huh? Why?"

The grumpy man snorted openly and objected.

"Don't you understand? It seems that he is a grumpy man, and he doesn't have a long brain."

The curly-haired man stomped his feet and seemed to arouse the violent man's temper. However, before the violent man was about to go mad, Xing Li smiled and came up to persuade him. At the same time, she said the "Answer" case. "The murderer of the fat man and the makeup girl is now in our flat. It is here* In half of the hall, someone who drank coffee with us was the murderer."

The noise was suppressed once again.

Even the coffee in the cup turned cold at this moment...

"Think about it, everyone. The only people in this strange wind-blown sand are 15 of us. We can't get out now, and people outside should not be able to get in. I think, except for the fact that the murderer is among us. , I can't think of any other explanation."

The lady's face stretched suddenly. The flesh on her face even trembled because of this, "You mean that person is among us? Does he want to kill all of us?!"

Xing Li shook his head and said, "I don't know. Whether the other party really wants to kill us all, I can't guess what the purpose is. However, this person is now among us, I believe. , There should be no doubt."

"Nah, nah, nah, why are we sitting here?! I, I absolutely don't...I absolutely don't want to sit with this perverted murderer!"

Shouting loudly, the masked man stood up and wanted to run outside. But that pocky face was quick-eyed, grabbed him, and shouted: "You guy, take off the mask! The more you hide your true face, the more suspicious you are!

"I got burns on my face! I won't take it off!"

"Cut, don't you guys understand?" Ma Lian continued, "If we run around one by one, then it will be easy for the pervert to kill us! But if we gather together, at least the other party Don't you dare to act rashly, don't you understand?"

Ma Lian pressed the mask man on the sofa, stepped on his abdomen with his feet, and stretched out his hand to take off the mask on his face. However, the masked man was struggling constantly, trying to prevent the opponent from taking off his mask.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting! You kids, why do you like making noise so much?"

The rickety old man knocked on his cane and hummed twice. Seeing the masked man desperately guarding his face, other people also felt a little pitiful and interceded. Only then did that pocky face let go of his hand sadly, and sat back in his seat with a vigilant look.

Scar man coughed and said...

"So in the future, all of us will stay in the Forest of Gifts, right? Every night, we will stay in groups of three and watch the night in turn until the end of the sandstorm. By then, if we have not escaped from this situation, Just think about other ways."

No one expressed any disagreement with this Mou proposal.

Perhaps it should be said that everyone here feels a certain degree of trust in idiots?

trust……

Unfortunately, idiots don't think so.

Looking at these people in front of him, he didn't feel that he was now acting as a savior.

Or on the other hand, his current situation is even more dangerous.

Is this the plan of Tongyan Angel?

Push yourself to the point where no one will doubt it?

In this way, anyone approaching oneself seems to have a normal reason. I can no longer refuse anyone, including the angel himself, to approach me.

Who is he (she)?

The angel mixed in this treasure hunt...

Who the **** is it?

Everyone packed their things and began to slowly walk towards the Forest of Idiot Gifts.

Idiots cannot refuse, and there is no reason to refuse.

He glanced at the entrance of the concert hall where the corpses were still stored, turned around and walked silently.

"Ah! I forgot about my things! ...

Just then, the fourteen-five-year-old boy shouted. He looked a little hesitant, and said, "Dear brothers and sisters. Can you come with me to find my things?"

"what?"

The curly-haired man asked a little unhappy.

"Yes... It's a wallet. Mother gave me..."

"Go go, go alone. If you don't come back, then you are a murderer. If you are not, other people are with us, and there is no time to kill you."

The curly-haired man's drive seemed to be recognized by others, and no one was willing to go with this boy. After all, the person who now proposes to leave the team is likely to become the suspected target of others.

Seeing that no one wanted to go with him, the boy couldn't help but start to tears. After sobbing, he finally turned around, alone, and entered the concert hall.

"Yi Ying."

Everyone, leave.

In the concert hall, only the boy and the corpse behind the curtain remained.

Once inside, the weakness on the young man's face disappeared in an instant. With his hands in the belt, he walked towards the curtain step by step, and then got in.

He lowered his head and looked at the corpses laid on the ground and covered with white cloth. The boy frowned and sneered contemptuously.

Afterwards, he went straight to the backstage and found a piece of clothing from a corner over there.

Makeup women's clothes.

Then, from the pocket of the clothes, he pulled out a map of wind and sand.

Holding this blood-stained map, the sneer on the young man's face grew thicker.