Demon King Dad

The fire in the fireplace is burning in the living room.

After everyone filed in, Nana wrapped her blanket tightly, and Severn crouched in the corner, clutching her shoulders. Sykes hugged his knees and curled up on the chair. Eter squatted in front of the fire, his teeth trembling. And Tan, palely wrapped himself and the little baby in a blanket, and sat on the sofa silently.

Silence spreads here.

But soon, in silence, an explosion will be born.

Wow————!

Severn, who had been clutching his shoulders, stood up suddenly and overturned the coffee table. As the sound of glass breaking on the floor sounded, the young man grabbed two corners of the coffee table that still had glass, and was about to walk out with bloodshot eyes.

"Seven!" Sykes immediately reached out and stopped in front of his son.

"I'm fed up... I'm fed up!"

Severn’s expression became a little crazy. He didn’t even put his father in his eyes anymore. He directly raised the glass shards and pointed at the man in front of him, shouting: "I don’t want to die, let alone die! That **** didn’t just hide. Is it somewhere in this mansion? I'm going to get him out and kill him!!!"

Severn spoke the voice of most people here, but no one had the guts to follow him. On the one hand, it is because there are some people who have unpredictable hearts, wishing that the Buddha would die early. On the other hand, because the door opened, an idiot stuck a head out of the door.

"Ah, sir..."

"You are all here and stay still."

After dropping a brief sentence, the idiot immediately closed the door and tightened the bag on his back. It's a pity that the door was pushed open again as soon as he finished speaking, and Nana walked out pale, wrapped in a blanket.

"Sir...I...I'm afraid..."

Nana curled up like a kitten, her eyes full of colors praying for protection. The idiot glanced at her, opened the door again, and pushed her in.

"Mr?"

"The safest thing to do right now is to stay together. If you don't want to die, don't move."

Yeah... if you don't want the bread to die, don't move. Now that four people have died in front of him, God knows what Anonymous will do next. Of course... he must also pray that Anonymous is not among the dead. For that little girl, he must quickly...find out the murderer!

Closing the door, the idiot immediately turned around. Those corpses are waiting for him, and if you want to solve the mystery, you must never lie.

"Human kid, do you like corpses?"

In front of the room of Mrs. Suili, the first victim, the idiot stretched out his hand and opened the door.

"…………………………"

"Hehe, you are right. Human corpses can indeed provide a lot of information, and they can't lie. The key to the question is whether you have the ability to find out the truth about what they say."

As soon as the door opened, a foul smell came out. In this cold winter, there are still some flies flying in the room.

"But I find it strange. I have a hunch that you don't just want to find out how they were killed from the corpses. You also want to find some...er...contradictions, don't you?"

"………………………………I feel very strange."

"Hehe, weird~~~"

Stepping into the room, the blood stains on the floor have already dried up, and the corpses scattered on the ground are the same as when they first entered.

"I wonder why the murderer used this method to kill."

"Hehe, maybe the murderer is abnormal?"

"...No, I don't think so."

Idiots grew up on streets full of crime, where murders are as sparse as eating. Almost every day, a stabbed body can be seen next to the sour drain. Among them are vendettas, of course, more likely to be because of a disagreement, or for the sake of a few Suras.

He also witnessed countless fights with his own eyes, and saw two groups of people slashing blood in order to compete for a small piece of land. However, whether it is a professional killer or a gangster fighting in the street, their killing is absolutely different from this killing——

Prophecy of killing.

Idiots can't understand. He didn't understand why this murderer had to carry out the massacre step by step according to the forecast of the road of the ten people? Is it really just to demonstrate to the living?

While examining the corpses, he was always thinking about this question in his mind.

Judging from the divided body of Mrs. Suili, it would take at least an hour to complete this series of actions. If it is a doctor who is skilled in the structure of the human body plus a suitable tool, maybe the time can be shorter. However, this still can't explain the reason for such torture against Mrs. Suili.

The idiot picked up Mrs. Suili's head and turned it over to check. The incision at the bottom of the neck is very flat. It should be cut through the skin and muscles with some kind of sharp knife, then turn up this part of the flesh, and then move the head carefully along the gap between the spine and the spine. Partially left. The exposed vertebrae and the vertebrae on the body have some kind of knife scratch marks, which proves this point.

"...?"

Maybe it was because it was covered with blood, so the idiot hadn't paid attention before. But when he held this head and observed it carefully, he found that there was a thin dark red line along the sides of his lips, which continued to the back of his head.

"..................?!"

When he saw this red pattern, the idiot was stunned for a moment, and then immediately threw away the head, and instead picked up the limbs scattered on the ground. He held these incomplete limbs and carefully looked at the wrists and ankles of these limbs.

............ There is no mistake, there are still clear red lines. Although the lines are slightly lighter due to the long time, there is no denying that these traces still exist.

The idiot thought for a while and put his limbs down. He stood on the bed, reaching out to reach the bowel hanging from the chandelier. After grabbing the dried up intestines, he sat on the bed like this, bit by bit, seeing the intestines from the end into the open abdominal cavity of the corpse. Then, maybe because the murderer could not open the abdominal cavity more open, he fought the dark, cut his stomach further, and began to carefully examine the internal organs.

The idiot checked very slowly, his hands were covered with coagulated blood, and he felt in the abdominal cavity. Every time he digs out a piece of stuff, he will take a good look. This process lasted for two hours before it was over.

"…………………………"

"what happened?"

"…………Too strange."

"How to say?"

"There were injuries in many parts of the internal organs, but they were all non-fatal injuries. It can be seen that the person who cut the knife was doing these things in a way to ensure that Mrs. Suili would not die immediately."

"What's wrong with this?"

"In addition, Mrs. Suley’s limbs were all tied up. It can be seen that the murderer did not begin to mutilate her body after killing Mrs. Suley, but when she was still alive, she was removed little by little. His body was cut open."

"So, what happened again?"

The idiot lowered his head, held his chin with his blood-stained hand, thinking quietly. And the result of thinking is...

He rushed out of the room, without even washing his hands, he rushed towards the attic. He pushed open the carved door and looked at the old bald corpse that had been placed on the floor in front of him. He also watched the cut, which had gone around the beams to tie the corner of the table, and hung the old bald corpse. .