Psychological Control

When the mass entertainment industry and the fashion industry did not pay attention to it, some videos made by young people on the YouTube website were uploaded by themselves, and they were rapidly becoming hot. Most of these videos are based on beauty and fashion teaching, or they are made of funny pranks.

Once there are tens of thousands of followers on the tubing channel, the tubing editor will send a background message inviting them to join tubing and sign a contract with the tubing company. After signing up, the channel owner will get a share based on the click-through rate of the uploaded video. Many followers already have millions of channel owners, and have even made tubing video shooting as their official job.

The channel owners on the oil pipes will also be divided into different types of channels according to the video topics they upload. Female channel owner of beauty and fashion, male channel owner of game commentary, channel owner of pure travel video diary type, and channel owner of original music or cover to human.

Among them, the easiest and most easily accumulated work is the tubing channels opened by beautiful fresh meat.

The videos they upload are usually either recording what happened in a day and editing it into a video of less than ten minutes, or they have developed a popular video theme in the oil pipeline and shot it.

These themes are usually types that can show their sense of humor, such as extracting fan questions from the comments to give interesting and personal answers, some funny little challenges, marshmallow challenges, one truth and two lies. It's very simple, anyone can do it, but people are naturally more willing to pay attention to some humorous little fresh meat channel owners.

In addition, the tubing and some partner companies or groups organized meet-and-greet events, which will often involve more than thousands of people. Fans just want to sign a name with the famous channel owners on the tubing. No other special event, not unlike a small signing event.

So, I plan to create a tubing channel myself, shoot some of my daily photography diary, upload it once a week. It won't take me too much time, but it also guarantees how often I appear in public view. And the binding force of the contract will not be as high as the agency of the model and actress.

It not only satisfies the young people who like to surf the Internet in their spare time, but also has a glimpse into the daily life of celebrities, while maintaining the frequency of my face and name in the eyes of fans.

Although the initial investment is a bit high for me, such as the expenses for digital cameras and reflectors, it also takes time for video editing. But if you can use the Dongfeng of the National Supermodel Contest to make my tubing homepage pay attention to tens of thousands, after successfully signing a contract with tubing, it will become a relaxed and free time job.

For this reason I purposely bought a not too expensive digital camera for daily shooting.

On the way to my plane to San Francisco, I took my camera for the first time to make a selfie video. Hold the camera and pat here, and record there. As if traveling along a leisurely journey, I almost hypnotized me for forgetting Mike.

The so-called ‘remember to call me’ card that the detective left me at the time was left in an empty rented house. I don't think I need to have anything to do with fbi if it is not necessary.

I have been in a mental sanatorium for more than ten years in the most active fbi, and if I was locked in for that reason, it could basically be regarded as a potential crime level. If I can, I even hope that after I go to Stanford University, I can completely separate my private life from fbi's attention.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when I got out of the airport. Fortunately, the car rental company already drove the car I rented to the airport in advance. Driving by car in Paraatu, where Stanford University is located, can save us a lot of troubles when transferring.

I carried my luggage into the car, opened the gps destination and directly chose the apartment I rented near the school. But within an hour, I parked my car downstairs in the rented apartment. This single studio with parking space, although small but fully equipped, includes a kitchen, toilet, bathroom and balcony.

When I opened the door with the door key that the landlord sent me, and moved my luggage into the apartment one by one and turned to close the door, I suddenly held my breath and froze.

A thin fishing line was tangled around my neck when I discovered it had tightened to the point where the skin felt pain.

"Hi, Brian, sweetheart! Are you happy to meet me?" A familiar voice sounded from behind. Then there was a not too loud closing sound, "Beep."

I never thought I would capsize in the gutter so easily. He was just so easy to hide in the dead corner behind the door, but I was always nervous because of the **** fbi's pressing step by step, and then I suddenly slackened in a new city and forgot to check the house !!

"Mai ... or should I call you David Vincent?" I raised my hands to show that I didn't mean to resist on both sides of my head, and slowly straightened up to speak.

"How about calling me Mike? Dear Bryan, just on the phone not long ago, isn't he so strange?" David's tone seemed to be the man who ran to my house for afternoon tea every afternoon, but my neck The tightening and tightening of Shangyue even made me feel that the fishing line had fallen into the flesh, but it didn't tell me that.

"Mike, listen. I'm not being tracked or monitored by any fbi, nor have I revealed anything about your whereabouts ..." The pain in my neck made my head more sober, and I found myself trapped in a fishing line. At that moment of panic and Brian's intention of killing was forced to suppress by me.

"Shhh ... I know ... Of course, Brian ..." The fishline pulled back harder on my neck and pulled out a deeper bloodline. In order not to cut my throat like this, I could only follow David. The strength makes the body fall backwards.

I ran into the arms of a man with a head near me, and David took the opportunity to wind the fishing line around my neck again, making it easier for him to work hard in a short distance.

His breath leaned against my ear, and the sound of vigorous breathing due to the excitement of the senses made me feel a coolness from my back, and I shuddered involuntarily.

"You are not those pussy, or my good friend, not to mention you have a cold soul like me! How can I be willing to kill you like this?" David pinched the hair behind my ear, even My earlobe is in my mouth.

Disgusting ... Mike like this really makes me disgusting ...

This feeling of helplessness reminded me of the night I died. That **** pervert. The murderer also did such a similar move. Maybe everyone else is a hit perpetrator, and I am a pervert pervert?

The artificial knife stabbed me as fish, and I even let myself go back to this situation again! The feeling of self-loathing made my heart tighten for a while, and Brian's bloodthirsty killing intention, which was forced by me, came back to my mind.

My hand clung to David's arm holding the fishing line. My hand was trembling a little hard to control, because I know that my life is really so easily dragged into the other's hand, I can't move lightly.

"So ... what do you want, Mike?" I whispered with patience, only to show him my obedience as much as possible.

"I'm hungry, Brian. How about a little supper for me?" An unexpected question emerged from his mouth, and I took a sip, and when the fishing line on my neck wanted to tighten again, quickly Promise continuously.

At this moment, there were two fishing lines around my neck that might suffocate me, and the ends of the threads were dragged by David with one hand, and I was doing supper for the victim.

"You're not going to live here like this after you've eaten, Mike." I asked while pretending to fry the vegetables in the pan.

Standing next to me, holding the fishing line in one hand, and one hand in the pocket of his clothes to watch me cook David gave me a meaningful look, and unexpectedly replied in a reasonable way: "Of course, is it possible that I will Keep a living Brian, secretly calling the police without my control? "

I was stunned, and the room was silent for a long time, only the rustling of vegetables.

"Do you think I'll be guilty of shelter for you?" I poured the cooked food from the pan into the plate David brought.

David shrugged and said with an innocent look: "Of course, is there still a way for you to report your death in my hands? And I sometimes think that having an assistant may be a good plan. If you want to learn how to hunt, I won't hesitate to teach you, Brian. "He also blinked at me with a smile.

What assistants, what hunts ... but just serial killers who can't control their inner heart ... how can I make myself follow my inner heart and fall into that situation ...

Obviously I'm not like that.

I ate this supper without a taste, and David's fish line was released from my neck, and I began to think about ways to escape. I regret it now. I regretted avoiding fbi the day before. God knew that David would come to me regardless of the danger of being caught.

There are countless thoughts in my mind, but the success rate of any one is less than 30%.

"How did you know that I would live here and come here to guard the rabbit beforehand?" After eating, I asked the murderer sitting at the dining table behind me while washing the dishes.

"Before that **** **** kidnapper was arrested for drug trafficking, I went to your house to help you clean up the mailbox. I found the key and detailed address that your landlord sent you. I certainly did not hesitate to get a spare! Wei's tone seemed very happy.

Damn it ... No wonder I always felt that the envelope was wrinkled and outrageous, and it had fallen into his hands. But to this day, there is no other way than to blame yourself for your intentions.

Seeing that David had temporarily stopped thinking of killing me, I began to take the opportunity to try to return the two people's relationship to the past, and he was still disguised as Mike in front of me. "Since Mike is going to host my house, I need to let you know that I am here to go to school, and you can't stop me from going to school. Otherwise, you might as well just kill me and leave the body here."

I said the last sentence in a seemingly indifferent tone, but my throat was a bit itchy. I touched my throat. The area where the fish line was cut was not deep just now, and the bleeding had stopped, but the bleeding was still a neck.

David nodded indifferently, "Of course I will let you go to school, Bryan who is motivated. But before that, you have to be an accomplice with me. Stanford should start school next week, isn't it? What? "

He meant that after my hands were soiled like him, he would naturally not worry that I would surrender to the police station. Well, of course I know that David is not that stupid enough to just let me go to school.

"Your taste is completely different from mine, Mike! In that case, how could I have the pleasure of killing those women?" I tried to convince him with the thoughts he took for granted.

"Oh, it looks like I've wronged my little Brian." David looked at my fault and my faulty look. "Then you just watch next to me, and we'll pack the corpse together after things are over. Right Now, how about putting on this pajamas at home? "

I saw that he took out a white chiffon woman's nightdress from the backpack that he carried with him and threw it on the table, and some blood on the chest of the nightdress was already darkened.

"This is your last victim's clothes ?!" The feeling of insult hadn't even rushed to my head. This disgusting sentence blurted out subconsciously.

I really don't know that he now has a habit of collecting the victim's clothing, in addition to collecting the victim's ring finger.

"Oh ..." David looked at my reaction interestingly, "Of course. I saw the video you took at that match, and it worked well. This is an exchange condition that doesn't let you do it yourself, how about? Just listen to me honestly at home. "

You ... pervert ... This sentence went round my lips for a few times, and I almost scolded it. In the end I still didn't say it.

Because I don't want him to feel like the other victims who fell into his hands, and deepen his unrealistic valley despair. Want to come to the woman who died under his hands, this sentence is not less. 2k novel reading network