The devil affectionately calls me a bad guy

But he doesn't plan to stop there.

Zhiyuan High School might have some secrets, but he had no interest in them at all. He just wanted to get rid of those guys who were not human but were no different from humans like stepping on beetles.

This is probably his inherent evil, but, I'm getting a little tired of it...

Zhang Zhao gently pulled the newspaper down and glanced at the passers-by walking outside the store.

When he was a child, he liked to stretch out his hands for mosquitoes to bite him, and then raise his hands to slap the mosquitoes to death. Later, he lit mosquito coils because he was tired of watching the reactions of mosquitoes, or rather, he could not see any reactions at all, so he started catching butterflies.

Butterflies are more conspicuous than mosquitoes, their movements are more exaggerated, and they will also be obviously painful when their wings are torn off.

Then I got bored.

Beetles, centipedes, spiders, he killed all the insects he could think of, and then he got tired of it.

Even if it is just a little bit of dismemberment, the picture is still the same.

So he set his sights on the bigger ones.

Birds, cats, dogs.

That was a really happy time.

Because their reactions are greater, more intense, and more profound.

then……

This feeling gradually returned to calm, but then became boring again.

The scene was still the same, and the miserable cries of the animals were indeed a little different, but he couldn't understand them and was too lazy to understand them.

So, people are still the best.

At least he could understand what was said and see the facial expressions.

So I'm almost tired of it...

Those people who are all the same, not human beings.

Ah~ that little girl yesterday was pretty good...

Zhang Zhao licked his dry lips with his tongue, and a little light appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Young, energetic, and most importantly, she is not one of those cookie-cutter prop people.

"How long do we have to wait..."

The body of the decapitated girl was found, it was in the newspapers, the police were dispatched, and he…

"that……"

Bai Jie carefully put her head in.

Zhang Zhao's expression froze instantly and he put the newspaper down bit by bit.

This voice...

Looking at Bai Jie, who was standing hesitantly and timidly at the door of the store in a white dress, Zhang Zhao's pupils trembled wildly.

this way...

"you……"

Wasn't he killed by me?!

Zhang Zhao pressed his palms hard with his fingers and forced himself to swallow back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Is there anything?"

Zhang Zhao forced a smile.

Bai Jie shrank her neck. No matter how many times she looked, those cloudy eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

"I want to inquire about Zhiyuan High School. Are there any rumors about Zhiyuan High School?"

Zhang Zhao tilted his head subconsciously.

Exactly the same...

Exactly the same conversation as yesterday.

Memories began to emerge, and Zhang Zhao subconsciously opened his eyes and asked as he remembered.

"Aren't you a student of Zhiyuan High School?"

"Well, I have a friend in Zhiyuan High School. I haven't heard from her recently and I'm a little worried, so I wanted to come and ask her."

Bai Jie laughed awkwardly.

Although I had that feeling the first time, but saying it the second time... this is really a super lame excuse!

"Well, sorry to bother you..."

Bai Jie stepped back, looking like she wanted to leave.

[Um, sorry to bother you. ]

Exactly the same, even down to the details.

Zhang Zhao's pupils trembled wildly.

Human memory is deceptive. The more you question it and the more you try to recall it, the more your memory will automatically repair itself and deceive yourself.

It was naturally impossible for Bai Jie to perfectly replicate her previous behavior.

However, Zhang Zhao, who was in a trance, found it difficult to notice those minor problems and even filled in new details on his own.

"You, don't take it to heart. Maybe your friend never existed in the first place, and something just went wrong."

Zhang Zhao swallowed hard and spoke with some stammering according to his memory.

"Um, what does it mean that it didn't exist in the beginning?"

Bai Jie hesitated for a moment and walked into the supermarket.

"Who created the smurf account to deceive me?"

impossible……

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Zhang Zhao's forehead.

He did kill the girl in front of him with his own hands. Although he didn't examine the body, the feeling of his hands at that time...

Zhang Zhao's eyes widened slightly.

Because he killed those who were not human too casually and carelessly, his hands were numb to the feeling of cutting into the human body rather than getting used to it.

So he couldn't remember the feeling of cutting Bai Jie's neck.

Where is the knife!

Zhang Zhao lowered his eyes and kicked the box under the cash register.

The knife that cut off Bai Jie's head was inside.

But just like he had never cleaned the props used to dismember insects, he had never cleaned the knife used to kill people. The bloodstains on it had dried long ago, so he had no way of judging by the bloodstains whether he had killed Bai Jie yesterday.

Damn it, what the hell is going on!

"Um, excuse me..."

Seeing Zhang Zhao staring at her blankly with an expression of doubt about life, Bai Jie nodded gently in her heart, scratched her face, smiled awkwardly, and stepped back.

"I'd better ask someone else."

Zhang Zhao picked up the newspaper without saying a word.

After Bai Jie left, he immediately bent down, grabbed the knife from the box and rushed out.

Chapter 820: I’m going to blow up your mentality today!

Zhang Zhao didn't know what emotions were surging in his heart.

But does he know what he should do?

found it!

Zhang Zhao's eyes widened slightly.

Just as she remembered, Bai Jie walked into an empty alley.

Zhang Zhao clenched the knife tightly in his hand, not caring whether there was anyone around. He rushed into the alley with the knife in hand and swung it towards Bai Jie's neck.

Bai Jie's head fell heavily to the ground, and her soft and attractive body shook and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Hahaha--"

Zhang Zhao was breathing heavily, and his right hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

He did feel it, the feeling of hitting something.

It is impossible for anyone in this world to survive after having his head chopped off!

There is no doubt about it! Bai Jie is dead! Her head has flown far away!

The bright red liquid spread to both sides with the headless body as the center, and the white skirt was stained by red bit by bit.

The alley was poorly lit and very dark. Zhang Zhao could not identify Bai Jie's body very well, but he smelled an extremely familiar smell of blood, and the knife in his hand was dripping with blood.

He killed someone!

But what is this feeling of emptiness?

Zhang Zhao shook off the blood on the knife, and without confirming Bai Jie's [corpse], he staggered out of the alley holding the knife that was still dripping with blood.

I might as well just let myself be discovered.

Zhang Zhao was a little depressed.

But I don't know what happened, there was no one around.

Zhang Zhao staggered back to the supermarket, threw the knife into the box, and picked up the newspaper again.

"Ha...why should I agree to this..."

The headless female corpse in the pool of blood twitched her fingers and stood up staggeringly. The dazzling red liquid dripped down her fingers onto the ground. Because Zhang Zhao was very shaken and used a lot of force, her head was swung directly into the corner.

"But, this is something that really no one can do except me."

Bai Jie bent down, picked up her head, and put it on her neck. Her black hair was wrapped around her neck in circles.

[If we call the police directly to arrest the criminal, although the feasibility is very low, once he reveals the things about Zhiyuan High School, it may cause unnecessary trouble, so...]

"We must reduce the credibility of the murderer's words to the lowest level," Bai Jie scratched the back of her head, flipped over her skirt that was stained with blood from the prepared blood bag with some heartache, took out her cell phone, and dialed the number Li Lin gave her.

"Hello, Teacher Lin? Well, I have a favor to ask of you. Uh, it is indeed Li Lin's idea, but I think you will be happy to help me."

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"that……"

Zhang Zhao's grip on the newspaper suddenly tightened, the entire newspaper became completely crumpled, and his cloudy eyes stared at the entrance of the supermarket.

Bai Jie, wearing a white dress, was standing there, looking at him cautiously.

"Is there...something going on?"

Zhang Zhao's expression was somewhat distorted.

Why……

why?

why! ! !

Why did you show up again!

Zhang Zhao glanced at the time on TV.

I just chopped off your head ten minutes ago! Why are you here again?

"I want to inquire about Zhiyuan High School. Are there any rumors about Zhiyuan High School?"

Nothing has changed...

Zhang Zhao stared blankly at Bai Jie in front of him, who felt that he had spoken too directly and was smiling awkwardly.