Life Copy Game

He Ao was sitting in the coffee shop on the first floor, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

It was now past one o'clock in the morning, and the spectator's power was almost completely under his control.

Fortunately, this cafe is open 24 hours a day, so He Ao doesn't have to worry about being kicked out by the clerk.

After all, this is Alisel, and night is the beginning of the day.

Just when He Ao thought he had to wait until three or four in the morning, a girl wearing a gray-brown jacket and tight jeans walked into the coffee shop. She looked around and finally locked her eyes on He Ao.

Then she carried her small black luxury bag and sat opposite He Ao.

"Mr. Roy, where should we go next?"

She found a piece of gum and chewed it in her mouth.

Her skin was smooth and fair, completely free of the haggardness and dullness caused by staying up late for a long time. Even under the bright lights of the cafe, she looked beautiful.

"Miss Qi Rui?" He Ao glanced at her and stood up slowly, "Let's find a suitable place first."

"It's up to you to decide the place. Make an agreement first. My rule is that the invitation price cannot be less than eight hundred. If you want to stay overnight, it will be extra."

Qi Rui chewed gum and stood up indifferently.

"Can."

He Ao smiled and nodded.

Then he took Qi Rui out of the building and walked to a remote neighborhood.

Qi Rui just played with her mobile phone along the way. After walking for a long time, she complained, "Aren't we here yet?"

"arrive."

He Ao pointed to a remote alley in front of him and walked in.

"So you like this kind of tune."

Qi Rui also followed He Ao and walked in.

The two of them stopped in the center of the alley.

There is no monitoring here.

Qi Rui looked around, then took out several tissues from the small bag, hesitated for a moment, put her bag on the ground with tissues, and said with some disgust, "Let's get started."

"Well," He Ao nodded slightly and looked at Qi Rui, who had begun to take off her jacket, "Why do you want to kill me?"

"What did you say?"

Qi Rui stiffened, then she put on her jacket again and walked towards her small bag, "Crazy, I won't play with you anymore."

He Ao directly grabbed her hand that was reaching for the small bag and pressed her against the wall with a bang, "Just a reminder, Witch Church, sacrifice, ritual."

"What do you know?"

This time Qi Rui no longer struggled, but looked at He Ao with cold eyes.

Guessed it.

In fact, He Ao was not completely sure that Qi Rui was from the Witch Church, but when he was not sure, he could always surprise by cheating.

"Why do you want to kill me?"

He Ao asked calmly, a huge pressure enveloped Qi Rui.

Roy has never been involved with the Witch Church. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to provoke anyone from the Witch Church.

"you do not need to know."

Qi Rui was stagnated by this powerful pressure, and her body gradually became as soft as a snake. Under He Ao's clamp, she actually began to twist in an extremely small space.

As she twisted, He Ao's body began to react, and a consciousness full of temptation and indulgence tried to invade his brain.

So that’s it, dance is ritual.

A flash of enlightenment flashed in He Ao's heart.

The way to communicate with the Witch of Desire is through dance, and the specific dance is the ritual itself.

Through those fragmented memories and the current situation, He Ao roughly understood Qirui's method of operation.

She first lured Roy to open a private room, and then communicated with the witch through dance in the private room. During this process, Roy felt that his body was gradually weakening, and something similar to the soul or spirit was taken away by Qi Rui through a ritual. , there may be some torture scenes in the middle.

However, she did not let Roy die directly in the dance hall, but left some energy for Roy to go home.

That's why He Ao felt severe dizziness when he woke up, and Roy's physical fitness was only 5.

Of course, while his brain was thinking, He Ao's hands did not stop. He threw Qi Rui face down on the ground with a shoulder throw, then clamped Qi Rui's hands with one hand, and knelt down with both feet. The legs pressed Qi Rui to the ground, restraining all her movements.

"Tell me, what is your purpose?"

He Ao pressed her hand to the ground, then took out a silver dagger from his windbreaker and inserted it next to her cheek. The sharp blade was pressed tightly against her fair skin.

"Have you ever heard of a punishment called Ling Chi? It involves using a knife to cut off the prisoner's flesh one by one. During the cutting process, the prisoner cannot die and watches his flesh and blood being ripped apart piece by piece. When they came out, only pale bones were left. During the normal operation, they would dig out the chest first, remove the muscles in the chest, and then cut off the limbs, one knife after another, um,"

He Ao paused and stared at Qi Rui's cheek, "Your face is so beautiful, let's start with the face first."

Qi Rui was completely confused. Although He Ao's tone was calm, as if he was making a statement, she felt a trace of suppressed madness in the tone of the statement. It seemed that He Ao would really do this.

How could there be such a scary person?

Who are the cultists?

"I said, I said," she shouted quickly, "I just heard the church's order to torture you about your father. If you are not tortured, I will kill you. I don't know the rest. Please let me go." It is against the law to kill someone other than me."

"Is there really no other information? Does the Witch Church have any other plans?"

He Ao pulled out the dagger and moved the cold blade back and forth on Qi Rui's fair cheek, as if he was looking for the right place to strike.

"I don't know anymore, I really don't know anymore," Qi Rui was so frightened that tears rolled in her eyes, "I am just a nobody."

"Well, this location is good."

He Ao's blade stopped near Qi Rui's eye socket, "Is it possible to use only one eye?"

"I really don't know anything anymore, please let me go."

Kiri cried suddenly.

"How do you contact them?"

He Ao stopped and asked softly.

"Gatherings," Chico said tremblingly, "The church will hold gatherings every once in a while and announce the time and place of the next gathering."

"When is the next party?"

Ho asked.

"Tomorrow, no," Qi Rui seemed to realize that it was already past midnight and quickly changed her words, "Today, tonight, on the top floor of the Nolde Building."

She begged softly, "I have told you everything I know. Please let me go. Murder is against the law."

"Of course," He Ao put away the dagger, stood up slowly, and showed a warm smile, "I am a good and law-abiding person, but you may need to surrender to the FBI."

Qi Rui couldn't believe that He Ao actually let her go. She quickly stood up, rushed to her small bag, took out a small pink pistol from it, and pointed it at He Ao, "Suicide, go to hell." asshole!"

boom--

Ho Ao put down the gun.

Little bits of bright red blood overflowed from Qi Rui's eyebrows. Her eyes were wide open, she looked at He Ao in disbelief, and then she fell back little by little.

Of course murder is illegal, but self-defense does not count.

He Ao slowly walked to Qi Rui, counted out eight hundred federal coins from his wallet, and scattered them casually.

Then he lit a cigarette, calmly stared ahead, and said softly,

"Come out."