Soul Patch

Chapter 77 Killing Wenjie

Jia Nan was very satisfied that An Ran had gotten rid of Huang Weiwei.

After praising her, he turned and left.

"Brother Jia Nan, dinner is ready!" An Ran's clear voice came through the whirring of the range hood.

"Oh, I've already eaten. You can eat by yourself!" Jia Nan turned and walked through the hall upstairs.

An Ran looked at Jia Nan's figure walking under the crystal chandelier with a strange expression.

He sighed sadly.

She knew Jia Nan hadn't eaten dinner and didn't smell of cooking at all.

When you eat out, restaurants use a variety of cooking methods, including frying, stir-frying, and deep-frying, resulting in a mix of flavors.

It's impossible to completely avoid any flavor.

Jia Nan's brother has something on his mind.

It's obvious that Huang Weiwei really likes Jia Nan today.

It seems that Jia Nan's brother also has a special feeling for Huang Weiwei.

Girls are sensitive, especially girls like An Ran who are just beginning to experience romantic feelings.

It was precisely because of his special feelings for Huang Weiwei that he deliberately distanced himself from her.

They invite people to their home for dinner, but then insist that the person is a stranger…

It seems he can't even face Huang Weiwei alone, otherwise why would he hide away?

It's so pretentious no matter how you look at it.

An Ran touched her face. Good-looking people always have trouble deciding who to love.

She knows she's ugly, and her worry is... will she ever find love again in this lifetime?

Once Jia Nan got to the bedroom, she locked herself inside.

He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him today.

They let Wenjie go for no reason.

His hands were trembling slightly in his pockets... He just couldn't bring himself to do it!

With a thud, he knelt on the ground. The hard floor reacted strongly when his knees hit the ground, and he felt a sharp pain in his knees.

He lifted the latex mattress, propped up the bed frame, and found a dusty black box in the storage space underneath.

It's something like a shoebox; if other people saw it, they would just assume there might be a pair of shoes inside.

The box is made of cardboard, with a pure black surface, and there isn't a single word on it.

The workmanship is a bit rough, like the kind that's homemade and used to hold small odds and ends.

Anyway, such an ugly and dilapidated box is completely out of place with the various modern appliances in the bedroom, the bedroom decoration, the villa, and the motorcycle.

One can't help but wonder why Jia Nan would keep such a broken box, and what was inside?

At this moment, he angrily brought out the box.

He lifted it up and slammed it to the ground.

The box was already quite worn out, and after being dropped so hard, the box broke apart.

"crash"

A pile of white papers lay scattered on the ground.

Jia Nan silently stared at the scraps of paper on the ground, one after another...

Pain spread through his heart, and he uncontrollably grabbed the paper from the ground and tore it apart frantically...

Seeing the portraits drawn on those papers torn apart, ripped apart, and fragmented, the portraits on the paper were incomplete.

Hahaha……

Jia Nan knelt on the piece of paper, her head hanging limply, her laughter both manic and forlorn.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I laughed.

Tears wet her cheeks

The paper on the ground got wet.

The portrait on the paper became blurry in his eyes, becoming increasingly blurry.

In his blur, he seemed to see the portraits on the paper rushing towards him.

The blurry image became clear, exceptionally clear.

It is a portrait of Wenjie.

20-year-old Wenjie,

30-year-old Wenjie,

40-year-old Wenjie,

The computer deduced several age groups for Wenjie based on the characteristics of human bones.

It should be said that the drawing is quite lifelike. Even people who don't know Wenjie can recognize him at a glance.

So how could Jia Nan not recognize her!

He has been searching for Wenjie for over ten years!

He searched all over M City and its satellite cities, filtering through people who resembled the portrait again and again.

But Wenjie, who is 30-40 years old, is never a good match for anyone.

His growing hatred caused him to lose patience.

He was so impressed by 20-year-old Wenjie that he would notice any young man who resembled Wenjie.

They would be unable to control their urge to seek revenge!

He knew he had a mental illness, so he tried studying psychology books, but it didn't help.

He started having insomnia, so in order to fall asleep, he went to learn hypnosis.

I play soothing music every day, but I still stay awake all night until dawn.

Until one day, he tried to plot the death of a young man...

As a result, one young person after another died mysteriously.

And soon, he will be plunged into an even deeper urge for revenge...

Sometimes when he looks in the mirror, he can't believe that he orchestrated the murders of those people.

Is he a human or a devil?

Does someone like him deserve to love or be loved?

Having already wronged Cheng Xiaohui, are we going to wrong Huang Weiwei as well?

Wenjie, this Wenjie, the person he desperately searched for but couldn't find.

It appeared before me as if it had fallen from the sky.

kill him!

He must be killed!

Only by killing Wenjie can he end the torment that torments him constantly.

(End of this chapter)