He is a killer, a skilled killer.
The long-running serial murder of headless corpses in the city is his masterpiece. The police have been busy for half a year, but they have no clues. Of course, he did it, how could he be caught? His killer is not in vain. If he wants to do it, he will do his best. Even if it is a murder…
It’s also evil, but recently he always feels that there is a hand Touching himself gently from behind, no matter where he is, even on the plane, it feels very small, but very clear, he can feel the cold touch.
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He can’t stand it anymore, is it that those who have solved it by himself come to revenge?
Soon, he eased his mind again. The headless ghost should not find anyone to avenge, and he has the courage to kill them. Why should he be afraid?
Soon, he suddenly remembered something. When he killed a migrant worker, the migrant worker kept saying that the money was going to be sent home, and if he didn’t let go, he simply cut off his. One hand, and then killed him…
The peasant worker’s inability to fight back but still resented made him fight…
< br/>The migrant worker is dead, his eyes are still open, he is looking at his hand, the solitary hand, with a smile on his mouth, a strange smile.
At last he couldn’t help but look back, it was dark, there was nothing…
He suddenly understood why the migrant workers stared at him before they died. Behind…
I mean–I will always be behind you…
Even if there is only one hand…