At 4:00 in the morning, I got a call.
“Your takeout arrived. I’m sorry.
One.
This take-out phone called at 4:00 in the morning woke me up in my sleep.
I couldn’t make a sound, I couldn’t hold my neck around the dark living room and nobody knocked.
“Your takeout arrived, please. It’s been repeated over the phone.
I quickly hung up, I kept my body in a rigid position, my eyes were staring at the door, and I was afraid that the next second it would be knocked and even pushed away.
It took some time before the sound of a soft step down the stairs came out of the door. My body was also paralyzed and breathed out.
Played a game last night, until 3:00 in the morning.
Before I went to bed, I sent out a circle of friends who wanted to eat at night and then dropped off my phone and fell asleep.
I turned on the take-out software to make sure I didn’t have this order on my phone.
It’s weird. Who ordered me takeout in the middle of the night?
The next morning, I asked all my friends who knew where my house was, but none of them admitted it.
And I was so upset and afraid that I would send a copy of the delivery phone to my friends’ circle and call him the “minster” who’s playing a prank.
A lot of people are saying it, and they’re laughing at the area, saying I’m secretly concerned.
I can’t sleep at night, I’m afraid of getting any weird calls. But it’s probably the reason I didn’t get any sleep last night. I fell asleep after a while.
Half-dreaming, I heard a knock on the door, three times at a time.
I swung “Who” and thought it was in a dream.
The knock continued, and I turned on my phone, and the light on the screen was a little gruesome, 3:30.
I’m an inspiration, and I’m out of sleep. “Your takeout has arrived.” I’m sorry.
Again!
I started shaking a little bit, and I came down from the bed with my hands and my feet and I walked to the door.
I held my breath and looked out of a cat’s eye. It was a delivery boy. He saw no one answer the door and pulled out his cell phone.
My attention was all over him, and my cell phone was suddenly shaking, and I was scared my hand was shaking and my phone fell on the ground.
The sound of the fall was particularly evident during this quiet night, and people outside the door seemed to have heard it. He put his ears on the door to hear the noise and then knocked.
“Are you at the door? Open the door. I’m sorry.
“If you don’t go, I’ll call the police!” I’ve got the courage to shout through the door.
The man outside said, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
I watched the man move through the cat’s eyes and watched him disappear in the elevator.
I finally got to the morning and I thought it was safe to call the police. Just picked up the phone and a message came out.
“Why don’t you take the takeout? I’m sorry.
When I saw this strange news, the mood I had just eased was tightened.
This man has no notes, and I don’t remember much. I can’t remember when he and his friends.
“Who are you? “I slowly typed out a few words and clicked to send.
“You don’t want to eat the night snack. I’ll give you some. Why don’t you take it? I’m sorry.
With this message, there’s another picture.
At the familiar door, I recognized the bag on the floor, the bag of my usual rice.
At this moment, my back is staring at my eyes, and my temple is beating so hard that I have a headache.
“Who are you? I pray it’s just a prank.
When he got back, I opened the head of the man and started looking through his circle of friends and trying to find out who he was.
It turns out to be a courier. Did you give me a delivery? That’s the reason.
He hasn’t returned my message. He just keeps showing the input.
“No, I’ll delete you right away. If you do this again, I’ll call the police. You don’t want to go to the station, do you? I’m sorry.
When I’m done with the message, I’m gonna make this guy disappear in my tweets, and then I’m gonna take the black.
After that, I immediately called the landlord and told her what had happened and what she feared. Despite some difficulties, she did not want to cause anything in her own house and agreed that I would withdraw my rent early, except for the deposit of half.
I agree with you very quickly.
I brought something to stay at a friend’s house for a while before I could find it.
Remembering some regret, he forgot to leave evidence before he was deleted. I’ll call the police as soon as he gets back to me. But I never received any strange information or phone calls in these days.
I’ve found a new house and I’ve lost my guard. Friends were called by the boss to work late, and I myself went back to the house to pack.
When I went upstairs, I ran into the neighbor next door in the elevator.
“I thought you moved out. Haven’t seen you in days. She’s very passionate and chatty when she meets.
“I was going to move,” I laughed, “How do you know?” I’m sorry.
“Hey, the guy who opened your house the other day was your friend? I’m sorry.
Two.
Open my door? I missed half my heart beat, remembering the man in the tweet.
“He went in? I’m a little shaking.
“No, I asked him if he was new here. He left without talking. She’s down on the sound. I’m sorry.
When I shook my head, I cried, “Do you have a minute?
I’m not afraid. I lost my hand because of fear. The key was right a few times before it pointed at the lockhole.
I slowly opened the door, everything seemed to be normal and there were no signs of being turned over.
“Well, since it’s nothing, I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
I got rid of her and I started packing and calling the moving company. I couldn’t care less about the classified items, and I was just trying to get out of here.
It took about three hours, and all my groceries were in the truck of the moving company. This is the last time he’s seen the most packed, and it has been repeatedly stressed that I will take responsibility for any damage to the road.
I was relieved when I sat in the co-pilot’s seat and felt like I was finally out of this invisible danger.
It was at the peak of late hours that a mall was opened, and it had taken almost two hours for half an hour to get to the new residence, which was more than 8:00 p.m.
When I moved to the door with my master, I touched my bag and my heart went cold.
I forgot the keys to the tea table. Fortunately, I have a spare key to the house in my bag.
Master sighs and wipes his sweat with a towel around his neck: “Well, little girl, I’ll go up and get the keys. I’m sorry.
The thought of going back to that house, I started getting goose bumps early. The master looked at me and started to rush me and said he had another list to go to.
I came down with my head on my head and I drove down the stairs, and I walked away with the keys to the door.
I’ve been in my head a thousand times, and I can get the key to the tea table in two steps, and I can leave the house in two steps.
At the door, I breathed, unlocked and pushed in.
It’s empty, dark, it’s so quiet.
I crossed the threshold and my right hand touched the switch on the wall.
The light’s on. I saw the key on the tea table. His hand just caught the key and heard the door close behind him.
I was so scared I thought it was the wind and I looked at the door.
“You’ve been waiting a long time. The man at the door came to me.
At this moment, my head and legs seem to have been cut apart and my feet crucified to the ground, watching as a man step away from me approaches me.
Yesterday, I threw up with my friends, and people in a TV show were scared to stand still, so why didn’t they run away?
I want to cry for help, open my mouth and lose my voice, but my upper and lower lips are shaking.
Who is this? Why is he here? Why didn’t I see him when I came in? Am I dying?
I was whispering to pick up my cell phone and I was going to call the police, and this man put his hand on the floor.
“Do you want to call the police?” The voice is the man who delivered the first delivery!
The man grabbed my wrist and finally my brain stopped swimming, and I started crying out for help.
Pop! “A man slaps me in the face, and I almost didn’t stop, and my leg hit the tea table.
I began to struggle with the fire and tried to grab a man’s face with another hand, and my foot began to kick him in the face.
My series of moves annoyed the man, who punched me in the stomach, and I fell down on the ground.
He pulled a rope out of his pocket and tied my hands behind my back. Then he tied his feet.
“Who are you? “I strangled on the ground, and I tried hard to lift my eyelids and look at the toes of men.
The man didn’t talk, kicked me again and came in and took something out. He put a tape on my mouth.
“You really said a lot, you’re annoying. He grabbed my hair.
He pulled my hair and started to push. A bad feeling came.
The man stood up and dragged my hair into the bathroom, and the pain that came up on his scalp made me want to scream, but he only made a hum.
On the floor of the living room, my phone was ringing, probably because the moving master was pushing me to get back. After a while, the phone rings.
The men tied me up a few times, and the sound of his cell phone clearly upset him.
He went out, and the sound of something was coming and the cell phone ring disappeared.
I feel like I’m losing my last hope and staring at my shoes.
The man came in again, with a hammer in his hand. Am I dying?
But I don’t even know why this man killed me, even who he was.
The man raised the hammer, and I turned my eyes back and shrunk.
“Are you afraid of dying?” He smiled, “Don’t you want to die? I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes and frowned on this man. Is there something wrong with him?
I wanted to explain, but the tape on my mouth made my voice weird.
“You want to ask me why I killed you? I’m sorry.
I’m nodding.
“You didn’t send friends to say you wanted to die. Then I’ll help you. I’m sorry.
3
Friends? You mean I was bored in friends’ circles the other day? I’m now more and more convinced that this man is crazy.
But he came to me! Anyway, it’s the most important thing now…
“How do you want to die? Do you want me to break your head with this hammer or cut your neck with a knife? He touched the hammer, and his eyes were a little sarcastic.
I said two words in vagueness.
“What? *He’s down near me, suggesting I say it again, but I can’t but make a hum. *
The man reached out and ripped the tape off my mouth, and it hurt so much.
“Can you choose something else? “I suddenly had an idea, whatever, to hold him off.
“Don’t shake. You can’t get out of here. I’m sorry.
“No escape, no escape,” I shook my head and said, “I want to thank you for helping me die, otherwise I wouldn’t have had the courage to do it myself.” I’m sorry.
A man stares at me with strange eyes, and while he may not believe me, he seems confident that he can take control of the situation.
“How do you want to die?”
“Drowning. “I want to feel my nose to ease the embarrassment of lying, but I feel my hands tied, and I say, “It’s not like I’m in the water, it’s like I’m in the water, you know? I’m sorry.
“You’re trying to trick me into taking you out so you can run or call for help? I’m sorry.
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. “I’ve got my mouth shut in the faucet on the table.
He thought about it for a while and agreed with me: “Even if you could swim, I don’t believe you can hold on and let you die slowly and in pain.” I’m sorry.
He opened the faucet and put a ski mattress in the bathroom on the position of the sink. The water quickly spilled out of the sink and began to spread up.
The man went to the kitchen, took out a fruit knife, and my heart mentioned his voice: “Fuck what?” I’m sorry.
He didn’t talk. He stabbed me in the thigh. As the blade exits, I see blood pouring out of the wound. It is clear that the brain has yet to receive the signal, and the pain is not as strong as it could have been imagined, only because of the dizziness caused by fear.
“Don’t worry, you won’t die with this knife. It’s a punishment for being smart. He stuck my mouth with tape again.
“You will surely die. He retreated and closed the door, and the water was rising. Blood on the legs slowly dizzles with the flow of water, and so does the pain.
With the support of the wall, I slowly sat up.
More water, more water. “I pray in my heart that my eyes will stare at the crack of the sewers and the seams on the ground.
I’ve told the landlord about this leak, but she’s always pushing me out to take a shower and watch out for water.
The crack would let the water flow down to the next-door neighbor’s bathroom, and the old lady downstairs would not be a problem. The last time she accidentally missed something, she was standing at my door and training me for 10 minutes.
As long as the water leaks and she finds it, I have a chance to call for help.
Knocking on the door, I was a little excited, even a little bit fond of the old lady downstairs.
What are you doing? It’s gonna flood my house! * And with the rush to knock on the door, she kept screaming, “What are you washing? I’m sorry.
I watched the red water flow, which was no longer on my feet, and worked so hard to make a hum, moving my body towards the door and kicking it with another unharmed leg.
“Behave! The man’s figure came through the sand window, and he put his voice down on the door to warn me.
It might be my only chance to escape, but if it doesn’t work, men may be angry to kill me.
And I kicked the door harder, and cried as hard as I could. He opened the door and his eyes were red and he closed the tap.
“I see you want to die right away. He pointed a knife at my face.
The water under his feet spilled some of it with the door opening and dyed the door mat.
The old lady was still knocking on the door, and there was another voice at the door.
“What’s wrong with Aunt Cheung? I’m sorry.
“This little Doo, he’s leaking in the bathroom and knocking on the door,” says, “I’ll call the police if you don’t open the bathroom!” I’m sorry.
“Is there a leak in the tap when someone’s not home? I’m sorry.
“No, I still hear something in it…” Aunt Zhang made a lot of grumbling and began to count my previous `crimes’ with another person outside the door.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve been home.
She’s gone! I can’t predict what men will do to me.
“That’s your move? “The man kicked me in the stomach with his feet, and I couldn’t stand it. The man’s got a hammer. I’m out of strength.
First hammer, he hit me in the arm. I’m making a hum and it’s not as painful as I imagined.
If I hadn’t forgotten to take the keys, I’d start cleaning up the new house. The plan is to take out my book first, and it’s a little hurried, and some of it has been folded.
Second hammer, fell on my face. I don’t know. My head’s a little dizzy. My teeth are bleeding.
I’m going to have to prepare the new sofa mat. The move is really exhausting. I’m going to lie down for a while.
The third hammer, he hit my right eye. I’ve been hiding, my eyebrow has been hit, and it’s a little painful.
He didn’t want to kill me, did he?
The fourth hammer, which landed in the temple, was more painful than the first three. His brain feels like he’s gonna knock it out. My consciousness is starting to blur and my right eye is swollen.
Why would he kill me? I’m thinking about it. Did I give him a bad comment? No. Everything I buy is self-evaluation.
Fifth hammer, looks over the head now. I can’t feel the pain.
I’m going to sleep and I’m going to die?
I’d like to say I’m sorry, but I don’t know if he’s waiting for me. If I die, will my luggage be thrown into the trash can?
My favorite rabbit doll is still in the box, and I really want to tell my friends to remember to keep it.
4
I can’t keep my eyes open.
“Doo? Are you home? “The door was knocked down again.
Doo?
“I’m going in. “It’s the landlord’s sister, together with the sound of the key in the lock.
I struggled again, and I had to live, not just to be killed by a stranger.
The man was scared. He probably didn’t expect someone to have the keys. He made a silent gesture to me and closed the bathroom door.
“You are? “The landlord’s sister opened the door, stood in the living room and spoke more clearly.
“I’m a friend who’s here to help Little Du move. His voice seems to have changed completely, not to me.
“Where’s D? Is the bathroom tap broken? The neighbors are calling me downstairs, they’re moving away and they’re looking for something.”
Her voice was getting closer, but she was stopped in the middle of it: “I’m sorry I washed something but I’ve taken care of it.” I’m sorry.
No! No! He’s a killer! I was screaming in my heart, trying to move my body, and I couldn’t make a sound in my mouth.
“When’s the little D? I’m sorry.
“It’s gonna be a while. She’s got some business. I’m sorry.
It’s been a while since we’ve talked. I tried to move my body, make some noise, get the landlord’s sister’s attention.
“Then I’ll go first and tell Junior I’ll check up on the house tomorrow. I’m sorry.
“Good sister, take it easy. I’m sorry.
Is that it? There was something coming out of my eyes, and as the sound of the door closed, the light was gone.
“It’s not that I won’t let you go. God won’t help you. “The man’s voice is scoffing.
“I know, you must be wondering why I killed you. The man moved a chair and sat at the door.
“If you don’t come back tonight, you might as well hide. Frankly, I didn’t have to kill you. I’m sorry.
I looked up and looked at the image of the man who was grinding the glass like a black cloud.
Why would he say that? What does that mean?
“I actually live across from you. I’m sorry.
“I know you moved. “I look across the street every day.” I’m sorry.
Turns out he’s a peeper!
“You’ll be home around 6:30, changing your pajamas in your bedroom and cooking in the kitchen. You’ll put your hair on a silver hairplug, it’s really like a good wife and a good mother. The men laughed.
“Your courier, Mr. Doo, has two pairs of slippers on the door. But you were the only one who opened the door for the delivery, so I knew it. It was only that you intended to let others think that there were two people living here. I’m sorry.
“You know what? “The man turned his face around and put it on the glass, and his voice got clearer, “I love you. I’ve loved you since I sent you a delivery. I moved across the street to see you every day. I’m sorry.
I just feel sick in my stomach, but my mouth smells like blood.
“That day you said you wanted to eat fried rice, I fixed it for you, but you didn’t come out to get it. I bought it for you the next day and you didn’t come out. Why do you women always disagree? I’m sorry.
It’s him. The man’s been staring at me for so long. Looks like he was the one who opened the lock when I was away?
“Then I broke your lock and came in a couple of times, but you weren’t there. I can’t wait to see you move this morning. I’m sorry.
He stopped kicking, and it was quiet for a second: “So I came in to finally feel your breath.” Look, that’s our destiny. You’re back. I’m sorry.
Fuck the fate of what I’ve done in my last life to get through this.
“Will you be with me? I really like you. The man’s tone is getting disgusting.
“I won’t kill you if you’re with me. He twisted the doorknob.
Ugh! I spit out a sip of blood.
“You asked for it! I’m sorry.
He lifted a hammer in his hand and hit it on my head. I just feel like I’m out of it.
It’s another call. I woke up.
“Your takeout arrived. I’m sorry.
I looked at the phone at 4:00 in the morning.
What’s going on!
5
“Your takeout arrived, please. It’s been repeated over the phone.
It’s still dark in the living room, and this time differently, I went out of bed to the door.
Was that a dream? If I open the door, will it ever happen?
“You leave it at the door. I’ll get it later. “I took a few steps back and returned to the person on the phone.
“Okay, bye. I’m sorry.
I heard no movement outside the door, I watched the hall without a human figure in the eyes of the cat, and the lights in the hall were darked, so I slowly opened the door and brought in the delivery by the wall.
It’s the fried rice in the dream.
But why, it’s still open at this late hour, and I remember his house wasn’t 24 hours old.
Of course I’m afraid to eat the meal and throw it in the trash.
I watched the take-out fall into my head. What happens next?
It’s not going to be that fast.
What are you doing? It’s gonna flood my house! * And with the rush to knock on the door, she kept screaming, “What are you washing? I’m sorry.
How’s the old lady downstairs?
I hold my breath and listen to the noise outside.
It was the familiar conversation, the neighbours asked what had happened, the old lady complained and left.
How come? The bathroom, what happened.
I slowly walked over and finally heard the sound of the water tap coming closer.
The door was opened, and a light red water surged out and dirtyed the mattress at the door.
On the ground, a body!
I didn’t get killed. Where did you get this body?
Who killed him? Am I?
I stepped over there and my feet turned off the tap. The strange atmosphere of the water level on the ground, which is slowly decreasing, and the blood in my body pours into my head at a fast pace.
“Doo? Are you home? What brings you here at this hour?
I can’t see where things are going. Everything seems to be the same, but very different.
“I’m going in. She’s already open.
I closed the bathroom door in a hurry and walked to the door. I was surprised that she was suddenly washed out.
“Why is the bathroom leaking again, the neighbor downstairs called me…” and she said, “Go to the bathroom.”
I stopped her in a hurry: “Nothing, I’ve packed up, I did leak, I forgot to turn off the tap, but it’s over now. Ask her.” I’m sorry.
Landlords are unhappy with my obstruction, but there’s nothing left to do.
“You’re moving away, so don’t give me anything. I’m sorry.
I promised I’d be the last to apologize for laughing.
After the landlord left, I looked at the body in the bathroom and wondered why it happened.
My memory seems to be missing, and I try to find out what I lost, but I can’t remember.
The tap is open, the body. Am I dealing with the body?
I was trying to get my head together, and the body on the ground moved, and I just briefly screamed, and I withdrew to the door.
“Who are you? “I ask the people on the ground, but it seems he can no longer speak, but he spits on his mouth.
No, he can’t live! I remember when I was beaten by that man with a hammer, in a dream or in reality.
I don’t know when I got a hammer.
Without hesitation, I held up the hammer and waved at the man on the ground. His eyes were full of terror and his head was shaking like he was begging me.
When the hammer fell and the people on the ground twitched a few times, there was no movement.
The phone rings again, and I turned my head and turned back, the body on the ground disappeared.
Six.
Where’s the body? I killed him. Where did the body go?
I walked into the living room and I had the hammer, but the blood on it was gone.
“Hey, why haven’t you come back with your keys?” I can’t wait here all the time. Why don’t I just leave everything here? I’m sorry.
No, I killed someone. I killed someone.
Hello? The attitude of the teacher’s impatience is clear.
“Teacher, I just found out I still have something here. I’ll pay you for the move. I’m sorry.
I don’t know why the devil said those words.
“All right, I’ll let you pack it up early…” The man across the street, I hung up.
He knocked on the door very quickly.
I ignored that everything was so unreasonable that he stood at my door and hung up my phone and then knocked on the door.
When I opened the door, I hid at the door, the master entered the house and looked for someone.
When he turned his head against my eyes, I lifted a hammer.
The Master fell on the ground, and he was caught by surprise and had no time to hide.
“You…”
“I’ll kill you. * I look down on the ground and lift a hammer *
One, two, three, four, five.
People on the ground aren’t moving anymore. There’s blood coming out of his head.
Knocking on the door was the landlord’s voice.
“Dou, are you home? I’m going in. I’m sorry.
I quickly dragged the man’s body into the bathroom and found something to block the blood on the ground.
When she came in, I was standing at the door and she was scared.
“Why aren’t you talking in there? “The neighbors downstairs said it was late and they called me.” I’m sorry.
She’s going in. I pulled out my arm and stopped her.
“Don’t go in there. I’m sorry.
“Why can’t I go in?”
She turned her eyes on me and didn’t stop.
She seemed to have known that she had walked in the direction of the bathroom and opened the door.
The landlord was in a state of panic, and the blood of the bodies on the ground was red and the entire floor was red.
Before she could turn back, I lifted a hammer and hit her head.
She fell on men and struggled to get up. I lifted the hammer again.
Finally, she stopped moving.
“So dirty. “I looked at the dark red of the place, opened the tap, blocked the sink of the wash pool and let the water spill out.
It’s the old lady downstairs.
She frowned at me and I smiled and brought her in. He said he’d take her to see the leak in the bathroom.
I finally killed everyone.
There will be no knocks and no cell phones.
Do-Moon? Do-Moon?
Who’s calling me?
7
Did you take your medicine this morning? I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes and a young nurse was looking at me with his medical records.
Drugs? It was a dream.
“Eat. * I’ll answer quietly, sit up and stretch out a laziness *
The nurse wrote what was written on it, and when it was finished, the pen was covered in his chest.
I went to see the silver almond tree outside the room, and I didn’t know when the last leaf fell.
” Winter’s up. * I’m looking at the bald and bald *
The nurse left without responding and dropped the noon medicine. The sound of the lock on the key came and I turned back.
I was a schizophrenic on surveillance, and the police said I killed someone, someone called the police, and when the police came to the door, I was carrying a knife with blood dripping and mechanized into the body.
But when I woke up, I was lying here. I don’t remember anything about killing.
So these days, I’m trying to remember what happened, how I met, how I killed.
Duzuki, Duzuki. I’ve seen a woman’s face in my head, and I call her by her name, and she shakes her head against me.
Who’s Duzuki? Am I Tokuzuki?
I can’t remember.
Raise your wrist and see my name on the case card, Zhao Yang.
Sex: Men.
I’m Zhao Yang. Who’s Du Moon? I’m an inspiration, and I’m out of bed and I’m banging the lock on the door.
Nurse! Nurse! “The noise caused my ears to sound, and I took a few steps back.
I twisted my head, saw the pager on the bed, then turned back and strangled it.
Not a moment later, the door behind you opens the lock. It was the nurse and a male doctor.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” He saw me on his knees almost half, scrambling the pager, and panicked, and asked me with calmness.
I don’t know why a doctor likes to push glasses when he talks, maybe it’s official and maybe he just doesn’t want to get rid of them.
I didn’t go back to him, but I went for the nurse next to him. When I got to the door, I noticed a few security guards outside the door.
“What are you doing? “The male doctor was nervously pulling the little nurse behind her back, with some intimidation in his tone.
“Why do you call me Duzuki? Why do you call me dead? “I was staring at the little nurse behind him and the security guard came in.
Zhaoyang, calm down and sit down and I’ll explain! He grabbed me in the arm, he looked at me with the words “trust me” and got the security guard out of the room with the little nurse.
I’m not sure, and I feel like I’m not feeling well because I’m doing this. I stood there for a moment, and I turned around and sat down by the bed, pointing to the finger chair and pointing to the doctor.
Zhao Yang, your illness has been repeated, and he has been sitting down with a white cork wrinkled because of me: “I told you before that you are suffering from delusions, but you’ve been detached from another person, and you’ve added your imagination to this non-existent second person, Du Moon, you said. I’m sorry.
I bowed my head and didn’t interrupt the doctor ‘ s words because I remembered that it seemed that he had also sat here and told me once.
“We don’t know who you’re gonna be, so if Zhao Yang doesn’t get your answer, we’ll try to wake you up with your other personality, of course, in an emergency. The little nurse did not work very long ago, but he did. I’m sorry.
The doctor pulled the drawer from the bedside drawer and took out a box.
“You have to take your medicine on time. I’m sorry.
He’s a little more careful than that nurse. He can guess where I keep my medicine.
“Eat it, so you can recover. He passed a glass of water and the pills.
I noded, picked up what he had and swallowed it.
He stood up, told me to rest, and then he left.
Another door lock.
But everything he says, is it true? Then who did I kill?
8
No, I can’t stay here anymore.
I’m getting out of here.
I can’t believe what they say, because there’s nothing in my mind about killing, about the so-called second personality.
I can’t keep my eyes open.
Is there a problem with the medicine?
The doctor knew I would hide it in the drawer, but I don’t remember hiding it.
I don’t seem to remember anything. In addition to what the doctor just told me, there’s a bit of a blank in the head.
I just couldn’t hold it. I just lay down. But it’s a sudden obsession that scares me. I’m afraid I’ll wake up and wonder what I’m waiting for.
No, I have to write down something that reminds me when I wake up. But I went all over the place, there was no paper and no pen.
Just put a mark on the wall, which is not easy for them to notice.
I tried to resist my sleep, raised my hand and touched the wall, but I found a few twirlings on it.
What’s this?
I’m surprised. Isn’t this the first time?
It seems as long as I wake up, I’ll forget about it.
I lost my strength, my whole body sank and my eyes were blurry.
I saw the doctor come in, followed by a man I had never seen before.
What they’re talking about, I can’t hear, I’m asleep in the dark.
When I woke up, the doctor was sitting in his chair, staring at me. That man was there.
Zhao Yang. The doctor called me by my name, and I got a response. Keep talking.
“This is a psychiatrist brought by the police, who will help you remember what happened, help the police investigate, and for your treatment. I’m sorry.
“Hypnosis?” I took a look at strangers behind.
The doctor noded and said it might help me get out of my nightmare.
But I’ve been thinking about telling me not to trust them. I always feel like I’ve forgotten something important.
“Can we start? The man opened his mouth and pulled back my mind.
The doctor looked at me and I noded.
Maybe he can help me remember the truth about those dreams.
I left him at his disposal to answer his questions one by one.
Slowly, the dream comes back to mind.
“So, when was the first time you saw Duzuki?”
Duzuki, Duzuki. What a familiar name.
I remember that night, I smoked on the balcony and accidentally noticed that pretty girl across the street.
9
She was wearing a silver hairpin, a house dress, and preparing dinner on that little balcony.
I love the way she looks.
I seem to be possessed by evil, and that is the time I look forward to every day, to be on the balcony, waiting for her to appear.
In order to see her more clearly, I moved home again, rented directly across from her balcony.
Finally one day I stopped being content with peeking and couldn’t help but knock on her door and ask if a delivery was needed.
She decisively denied that I had the wrong person. I frowned and looked for a cell phone, and my eyes were watching if there were anyone else in her house.
There were two male slippers at the top of the shoe shelf, but apparently no one had worn them, and there was no scratch.
She couldn’t wait to close the door, and I apologized for having found the wrong unit.
She lives alone.
She’s so cute in my head, I’m dying to get her.
Finally, the day I saw the familiar building and room number on the list, I knew why I could never find her delivery.
Mr. Doo.
I’d like to know the name of this lovely Mr. Du.
She seems to have forgotten to meet me, because there was a lot of mail, so she welcomed me into the door.
I insisted that the courier must have a real name, and she reluctantly presented her identity card to me.
It turns out her name is Du Moon. Even her name is so gentle.
I added her tweets and said there’ll be a delivery for her later.
She didn’t say no. I guess I did it for my own performance.
And every day I went through her circle, and I looked over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, and looked at her preferences.
She sent a circle of friends late in the night and said I wanted to eat the fried rice and I went to the hotel in my clothes.
Half an hour later, I knocked on her door with a box of hot fried rice.
But there was no response. Maybe she’s asleep. I had to do it. I took the fried rice with me.
The next night, I ordered her another fried rice, but she still didn’t eat, and she was suspected of having sex with her.
I couldn’t help but text her and ask her why she didn’t eat. But she hacked me.
I haven’t seen her lights for days. I was scared. Where did she go?
I miss her. I’m going crazy.
I wanted to break into her house and see if she was in any danger, because she gave a circle of friends and said, “Bullshit.”
But that nasty sister asked me what I was doing. I’ll be back in a few days.
A night that nobody noticed, I went there again. Breaking the lock into her house. It’s the familiar smell on her. It’s just empty. She may have left already.
I was greedy to breathe the rest of her breath, and there was a voice outside the door.
It’s Duzuki. She’s back.
The lock of the door was broken, and I hid in the dark, just trying to get the courage to tell her.
This time, I can’t let her slip away from me.
As expected, she turned me down. I killed Du Moon.
I tortured her so hard that she could feel my thoughts on these days.
Of course, I also killed the troubled lady downstairs and the landlord.
I piled their bodies in the bathroom, bled them, stabbed them in the face.
Then someone broke in and knocked me down.
I saw Du Moon’s face, and I’m not cute anymore.
“But only the bodies of the old lady and the landlord downstairs at the crime scene. The police also asked the intermediary, and it was you who signed the lease contract with the landlord. I’m sorry.
After my memory, the psychologist took up the subject.
“But I am clearly…”
“Dou Moon is your fantasy, and then you rent this house, and you think there’s a man named Doo Moon living here to satisfy your peeping habit. This house is empty for a year. You’re the landlord’s first tenant this year. I’m sorry.
How could that girl with a silver hairplug really get in my head?
I’ve had a headache and all the memories in my head have become fragments.
10
I haven’t asked about Du Moon in the last few days.
I began to accept the truth, as everyone said, and I imagined a young victim. Little Moon, with its hammering head on the floor, accidentally killed the old lady and the landlord who came in to see him because of noise and water leaks.
The number of the so-called Duzuki, which is on my phone, was also made from my own identity card.
The police officer, a mover ‘ s master, came downstairs to hear the screams inside the house, knocked on the door to ask if there was any need for help, and saw me running away screaming with a blood-dropping hammer.
I called the police after making sure I didn’t catch up.
I tried to put together the pieces of my brain and try to bring memories and the “truth” that people described. The more I remember, the higher the radians in the doctor’s mouth.
The doc said the bedhead mark was the mark I made after every case had returned to stability, which was my fourth.
In the most serious case, the doctor said, I suspected that I had been imprisoned and attacked her while the nurse was in the house and tried to escape from the hospital.
But I don’t remember anything about that. It’s just that every time you take a pill, you sleep in a coma.
Every time I wake up, the doctor sits here and re-states everything. The doctor said that, while he hated me for being a murderer, he should do his doctor’s job and stabilize my condition.
I haven’t had a disease in a long time when the tree outside the window was green again. But the doctor said I had to look at it, but I couldn’t keep it locked.
So I followed a few security guards every week, and I was in the yard for a few hours, and all the patients saw me and hid.
I was a little lost and I asked the nurse why no one wanted to sit with me. The nurse said that when I was brought to the hospital, I was blind and covered in dark red blood.
It’s a nice day, I’m lazyly sitting on a swing, and a paper plane falls on my feet. I bend over and pick up a little ponytail girl standing in front of me.
“Uncle, this is me. Thank you. I’m sorry.
She reached out to the little hand and looked at what was in my hands.
“You’re welcome. I’m flattered, after all, that’s the first person here to talk to me. I blew the paper blower and put it on her hand, even though it was not dusty.
When she jumped and ran away, I noticed she was not wearing a medical uniform. Maybe one of the patients’ kids.
I remember these days when I thought about it, and I don’t seem to have seen anyone but the police and doctors. Maybe my family is ashamed to visit me because I killed.
A week later, I saw the little girl again. I waved at her with joy, carefully rubbing sugar in my hands, which I specifically asked the nurse for, and I was blinded by the nurse on the pretext that the medicine was too bitter.
She jumped over and I pulled the sugar out of her pocket and showed her the hand. When she grabbed the sugar, when the soft temperature touched me, it gave me a moment of shock.
“Uncle, are you well?” She smiles.
“I’m almost done, but I still have to take bitter medicine. I made a face for her.
“Does it still hurt? She wrinkled her little eyebrow and touched my arm carefully.
“What? “I didn’t understand what she meant, but I was laughing at her.
“They say you escaped, were taken back by doctors and police uncles and came back with blood. The doctor’s uncle told the other patients’ uncles and aunts that if anyone escapes, they will be beaten like you. I’m sorry.
My smile was stuck in my face, my mouth was taken back and my ears started ringing again.
Run away? I didn’t run away…” I touched her hair and looked at her little mouth with sugar drums.
“But, Uncle, you did run away and we met a long time ago. You always gave me candy back then. I’m sorry.
I’ve seen it before. Didn’t I go to the hospital for murder? But why don’t I remember anything?
The ears are ringing and the head hurts. My hands hold the temple, my head is down, my teeth are tight and my breath is getting heavy.
At last I couldn’t hold back, I punched my fist at the next sculpture, and the little girl got scared back and started crying.
The guard behind me tried to hold me, and the nurse from afar came and took the little girl. I watched the crowd running around in front of me, and they were screaming, and someone put something inside me.
My mind began to blur and my body was completely contained.
Before being completely unconscious, I seemed to have seen the lovely face of Du Moon and laughed at me.
Eleven.
When I woke up, I saw a doctor sitting in a chair with his hands on his chest.
I wanted to turn around, but I couldn’t move my body. It was tied.
The doctor who heard the noise raised his head and his glasses were about to fall to the tip of his nose, but he did not lift them up. “What did you talk to her about?” I’m sorry.
“You shouldn’t have asked that kid earlier. I don’t struggle anymore.
“I’m asking you. The doctor’s tone is a lot colder than before.
“Don’t go in circles with me, if I’m not mistaken, killing isn’t what you told me before. I’m sorry.
“is that you think too much. He restored his sweet face and pulled the drawer on the bed, “The morning medicine, forget it?” I’m sorry.
“No!” And I breathed, and I started shaking with my bed, “You gave me nothing but my medicine! I’m sorry.
He tried to fill my mouth with water mixed with the tablets, but I shook my head so hard that he did nothing but in vain.
He made a look, and a few security guards came and held my head, and one man forced me to open my mouth. The water with the pills flowed through my throat and it made me sick, but I couldn’t resist it.
When the last drop of water in the cup came into my mouth, they finally let go. I stopped struggling and slowly closed my eyes.
“Sleep, wake up and everything will be over. I’ll tell you again what kind of person you are. I’m sorry.
I confirmed that they had left the room and that they would never hear the sound of their footsteps again, so they opened their eyes and looked at the glass, which still had the smudge.
I’m sure the doctor didn’t think so. I’ll change the medicine.
I waited a long time for this opportunity to give me another chance to take this weird drug. I’d have replaced the medicine in the box with the same shape in the tablet that I eat every day.
In the evening, the sound of a lock was heard at the door.
I pretended to wake up, tried to stretch my back and hit my back, but I had to squeeze my fist.
“What’s this? I was surprised to see my belt tied and pretended not to know what was going on.
“You’re awake.” He was also a kind middle-aged man, with a white coat full of cleanness.
“Does his head hurt?” He approached me and asked with concern.
I shook my head and asked again why I was tied.
The doctor said that it was only when I had a sudden illness and attacked a patient that I was tied up for the time being and sedated.
“Was I a murderer? “I went straight to the subject, and I saw in his eyes the satisfaction.
He told me again how I imagined Du Moon and killed two innocent people.
I kept staring at his mouth and got his “successful plan” signal from the radians he slightly raised.
“Although you’re a murderer and as a doctor, I’ll heal you first. * And he ended all his stories with this lie, and he was deeply impressed.
“Then why should I? I’d rather talk to him about the little girl, and I’d begin to wonder about the trigger for all this.
He was silent for a while, probably not sure if I remember who I talked to.
“A little girl, bullshitting something, it’s exciting for you. I’m sorry.
I’d also like to ask, but he’s already standing up: “You’ll be in a stable state in two days, and you won’t need this belt.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t give me a chance to talk. He left the room quickly.
If the doctor’s been lying all along, maybe he killed someone, not me?
12
I am increasingly convinced of the idea of taking the blame for myself.
The boy said that I had been here long ago and that it was only after the so-called escape that the police and doctors brought him back.
But I’ve always heard from doctors about the killing process. It’s like nothing in my head, and it’s only when the doctor talks about it that a little bit of the whole thing comes together.
Get out! Get out! That’s the only thought I have now.
Everyone wants to hurt me, and I seem to see countless eyes in the dark.
I quickly gained the trust of the doctor, but he stopped letting me out of the room.
I’m standing in front of the window and I see the little girl once a week.
I’m not allowed to use my cell phone. I’m starting to want to read books and newspapers. I tore down the words I wanted from the paper, wetted the water, and put them on any page of the book.
I’m looking for a chance to get the little girl to pick up this book with important information and find someone to save me.
“Please call the police. I’m not a patient.”
I took those words down after thinking, because I thought of the police and they were one of them.
I eventually lost the book, but there was nothing in it.
I lost my breath, like I threw away my head. I know I can’t escape.
What’s more important is that I found a microcam hidden behind that pine.
Since last time, there have been more cameras. They watched my every move.
I didn’t know what it was because they weren’t so strict with me, and the guards never came back.
According to the nurse, the case was closed, and the doctor brought me in because I was in the middle of an illness.
I never thought about running away again, but there’s something important in my head.
I’ve been here for over two years, and I’ve been out of my mind to look into the truth about the killings and sometimes help the nurses.
When I cleaned the basement that day, I found a key crash with a big head on it. It’s like it’s been gone for a long time.
I picked it up and wiped it out with the horns. It’s a lovely woman face.
So familiar, as if I’d seen it before.
I remember something flashing.
This is clearly the bloody moon’s face in that nightmare!
13
I’ve been thinking about that nightmare for more than two years now, and I’ve got a goose bump.
Why is this key down here? What does Duzuki have to do with this hospital? Is she a patient or a nurse?
I was so excited that I carefully put everything in my pocket.
“I’m right. I’ve always been right! I’m yelling in my heart.
It turns out Du Moon wasn’t just my fantasy, much less my so-called second personality. That doctor must know something.
The doctor hasn’t given me that weird drug since I’ve never been sick again.
I also pretended to swallow the daily medicine from the nurse, but kept it under my tongue and the nurse went to the toilet and threw up.
Ever since I stopped taking the pills, I feel like I’m getting sober.
Ever since I saw the photo of Du Moon, I have some memories in my head, like the seeds of sunlight, and a little bit is coming out of the ground.
I’m sure she once said to me, “Help me…”
She asked me for help, which meant that the person who killed her might not be me, but I was there when she was in danger.
A few days later, rumours of ghosting began in the hospital, beginning with a new patient.
The nurse calms people with rumours, but those who are mentally abnormal, don’t listen to this.
The hospital was a mess, and some older patients even sat in the middle of the corridor during the day.
I spread the haunted rumors on purpose. I was in the dark, watching everyone.
“Whoever fucks around, that’s what happens!”
The doctor, he’s the vice president now. He threatened everyone with anger, pointing at a man tied to a tree and shaking.
The male patient, who had been tied to a tree for one day, cried in the morning about a ghost in the basement.
I guess he might know something.
When he was found the next day, he was hiding in his bed and shaking. From the strangulation of his mouth, he had just been fed.
So I came to him in secret and asked him if he had seen a ghost.
“I saw it, I saw it, I saw it,” he said, “I saw it, I saw it.”
“Shh!” I made a silent gesture, “I saw it too. I’m sorry.
He covered his mouth with his hand, and there were tears in his eyes.
His eyes were bright, he looked outside the door, and he was careful to pull something out of his pocket.
“Doctor Du will bless us!” He grabbed what was in his hand, closed his eyes and started praying, saying, “Peace.”
“Dr. Du?” I remember he was a patient of the vice president’s, and now he’s a doctor named Wang. All these years in the hospital, I remembered the relationship of all.
“Dr. Duzuki, she’s very nice. She’s always smiling at us. * He reached out and showed me what he had *
The same key I found in the basement.
“Who gave it to you?” I reached out to get what was in his hands, but he saw my intentions, and he punched again with caution.
“Of course Dr. Doo gave it to me. She said if she was scared, she’d hold on to the crash and she’d bless me. He caressed the picture of the crash.
“If you’re sad, just look at this. I’ll stay with you. I’m sorry.
“It’s childish. I’m sorry.
A piece flashed through my head.
Somebody said that to me, too. Is that her?
Duzuki was a doctor. She was a doctor here. I’m excited. I feel like her body is getting clearer in my head.
Maybe I was her patient, so I’ve been so obsessed with her.
“Dr. Nadu, where are we now?” I hesitated to say, and at this point I hoped that those were really nightmares and that Duzuki was still alive.
“I don’t know,” he shook his head, “Doctor Lu said she quit.” I’m sorry.
This doctor again! Now I’m more certain that he’s involved with the Doul Moon.
He and the police took me back to the hospital, drugged me and made up the lies that did not exist in the moon.
He’s hiding something.
14
It’s a lot of trouble, but I’m trying to make myself think about everything about Du Moon. Since I didn’t take the drugs from the hospital, I’ve remembered a lot of things that haven’t been very impressive for years.
I started to look for the patient and put more into his mouth about Du Moon.
He told me that Duzuki was good for all the patients, like a kid.
She likes to turn her hair up with a silver hair clip. She cooks delicious food and always prepares for her patients for the holidays.
I’m even more shocked that she’s been in love with Dr. Lu, now the vice president.
Now I understand why he didn’t let everyone near me. Because once someone mentioned Du Moon, I’d know everything was a lie.
There’s nothing to find out if we’re going to do this now. The only thing the sick people know is that she left her job and then what happened, I had to go and lie to my dean.
When I stood in his office and asked him if he had lied to me, he was not a little shocked.
“Yes, I lied to you. He didn’t even look up at me. “Dou Moon didn’t exist. She was your doctor. I’m sorry.
“So how did she die?” I ran into his desk and punched him in anger.
“You dream like that. * He looked back and smiled at me *
“When Du Moon left, you used to sneak out and follow her until she found you and told the hospital that we were too tight on you. But you ran out again and hid in Tokuzuki’s house, trying to do something wrong to her.
“You’re bullshit!” I punched my fist at the table and pushed down the trophy on his desk.
“How could you dream of killing Du Moon, because you did it! You failed to do it, then you killed her! And when you split up the body, you disturbed the old lady and the landlord downstairs, and you killed them innocent.”
He’s tough and seems to be deliberately provoking me.
“Why did you say she didn’t exist and that Duzuki was my second person?”
“Because you’re a psycho!” He yelled, and his neck was broken.
“I’m sorry I’m a little overstretched,” and he kept saying, “Because you’re a patient, you don’t know what you’re doing. As Moon’s boyfriend, I can’t do anything to you. You think I want you to get away with this?”
His face looks really sad. But I always felt that there was something missing.
“But why, the memories in my head are not. I laughed.
“It was you who killed Du Moon, Luozawa. You’re the pervert who followed Duzuki. I remember. I’m sorry.
There was a flashy panic on his face, trying to pull his mouth off, but the pale face told me that he had lost.
15
The night before yesterday, I sneaked into Luozawa’s office and went through the window.
It’s a good thing you didn’t lose your ability to go over the wall. His office was not monitored because he liked to abuse patients.
That’s also from the sick people.
I know my medical records are definitely not in the archives of the hospital. There must be something in his office.
I looked through all the drawers and finally found a yellow file. It goes without saying why he didn’t destroy them because he was a psychotic pervert, and the truth that he hid himself would make him happy.
It’s my first medical history at the hospital, a memory disorder caused by depression and stress, not a delusion.
No wonder my family never came to see me. They all died in a car accident. I survived, but I forgot who I was when I saw my loved ones in front of me.
They sent me here for psychiatric treatment. The moon was my doctor. In my early 20s, I’m a young rebel, even without memory, and I’ve put a lot of effort into this young doctor.
In the last record of the month, I have begun to remember things slowly, but I cannot accept the fact that family members have died.
And then the record doctor became Lu Zeyu’s name.
I had a sudden impression in my head that Duzuki’s departure was due to Luozawa’s obsession. She didn’t want to be with this man, but Rusawa told me they were living together.
Slowly, a lot of memories came out.
I was able to relieve Du-Moon from the hospital every time she got tangled up by Lu-woo, but once she came home from work, I had no idea what was going on outside the hospital.
The day I saw her in a red eye, sitting in a chair and not talking, asking questions, I knew that Rusawa had been blocking her house for days and had come to her house at 4 a.m. to bring her food.
Their quarrels caused the old lady to be very unhappy downstairs and came to the door to complain that she had been affected by her rest. But Luzawa-woo said there was a conflict between the couple and Duzuki kicked him out.
It’s not easy to say anything about the old lady downstairs, but it’s worse for Doo-luen, who thinks she’s a little girl.
When Luzawa-woo came to the door again, Du Moon couldn’t stand to call the police. But Luozawa-woo was still talking like that, kneeling down and crying and apologizing to Doo-moon, saying that he would never contact another woman again.
That’s why I snuck out, and I thought I’d teach him a lesson if I met Rusawa again.
But the most dangerous night, I wasn’t there.
Du Moonti left and also intended to move away from the place in order not to harass her again.
I offered to sneak out to help her move home again at night, and she knocked on my head and told me to be honest: “When I left, no one would protect you.” I’ll get caught sneaking out of here. I’ll lock you up for ten and a half months. I’m sorry.
She said she’d come back to see me if she had the chance, and she hoped I’d be out early.
This is our last conversation.
He was supposed to be on duty at night, but I didn’t see him. I asked the nurse to know that he was on leave.
I bet he’s trying to show off and move for Duzuki. I can’t be angry, but I didn’t think much.
But I couldn’t sleep at night in bed, and I thought that I had moved to Duzuki to get rid of his harassment and how could he know he moved?
I’ve got a bad idea. If Luozawa really went to see Du Moon, she would be in danger!
16
I snuck out of the hospital and drove to the Doul’s house.
When I arrived at her door, I was so nervous that I had to jump out of my heart and breathed a few breaths before I could knock.
I knocked a few times and no one responded.
“Is Du Moon in?” I knocked again, and nobody spoke.
Do-Moon, Do-Moon! I can’t wait to tap the door. Has she already moved?
Du-luon!
I waited a while to hear a little bit of noise inside.
In retrospect, I went down and knocked on the old lady’s door downstairs.
“What are you doing in the middle of the night? After my cry, the old lady opened the door with scolding.
Auntie, did the Doo Moon upstairs move out today? I’m sorry.
Move? I don’t know why she’s back. She’s still up there all night. I’m sorry.
Why didn’t you come back?
“Who are you?” Young people these days, it’s not easy. “She squealed a few times.
“I’m her friend. I’m sorry.
“There’s just one this afternoon. There’s another. “The old lady shakes her head and is going to close the door.
“Someone came to see Du Moon this afternoon? * I’m all stressed out *
The old lady didn’t want to talk to me anymore and locked me out.
I ran upstairs and shot the door. The door opened this time.
The house was covered with blood footprints and red water spilled out of the bathroom door. I went in, praying that it was not what I thought.
But when We pushed the door of the toilet, the moon lay on the ground.
Her face was full of blood, her eyes were soared, she remained still. I wanted to call her by her name, but I found myself numb and without a sound.
I remember that part of my memory that was lost and the face of my loved ones who died in the car accident.
“You’re here. A familiar voice in the back.
Luzawa-woo, it’s Luzawa-woo! He killed Doo-zuki!
“I suspect she’s not with me because of you. I’m sorry.
When I turned back, I saw Luzawa-woo lifting his hammer, which was covered in blood.
I didn’t have time to get away, the panic deep in my memory, and the unacceptable reality have made my legs go away.
I saw his hammer coming closer to me, with a sharp headache, and I fell down.
Duzuki’s body is right in front of me, so close, but she’s out of breath.
She’s still holding on to a keyline. Haven’t you seen her take it before? Is it her new home?
Did you come back after you moved? She’s still so stupid that she forgets her keys.
The tap’s still on. It’s probably Luozawa’s cleaning himself up.
The spilling water diluted the blood flowing from Du Moon, but her body blocked the sewers and the water dipped her clothes.
The sound of a knock on the door. I finally got past God, and Luzawa-woo stopped moving.
What are you doing? It’s gonna flood my house! I’m sorry.
It’s the old lady downstairs, she knocks on the door and continues, “What are you washing? I’m sorry.
“Come on…” I want her to get out of here, but I don’t have the strength.
Did she not see the hammer in his hand?
“Where’s D? In the middle of the night, the sound of her voice is getting closer, apparently coming to the bathroom. She saw me on the ground a little bit.
“It wasn’t the knocker who just knocked on the door…” I did my best to shake her down, and I told her to leave silently, even though I knew it was too late.
When she didn’t have time to turn back, Rusawa fell down with no movement. I want to get up and save her, but I’m so confused I’m gonna blow up.
Luzawa-woo was hammered on the head of the old lady until the flesh became blurred.
“Go to hell! Go to hell! “He came to me like a devil, after he had risen from old age, with a hammer.”
But then there was another knock, yes, the landlord.
“Du? Are you home?”
“I’m going in. It’s the sound of an open door.
As expected, the landlord was also poisoned by Rusawa. However, he forgot to close the door and ran out of the house screaming when he had come to see the scene when Du Moon had not appeared.
Luzawa-woo didn’t come after him. He smiled.
Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang, you killed him. “He laughs.
What’s he saying?
Zhao Yang, look at all these people. You killed them! I’m sorry.
I killed, I killed. I said it mechanically.
“The knife on the table. Did you see it? Lu Zeyu said in my ear, “Come on, kill them, kill them! I’m sorry.
And We sent down the earth as if We had lost the soul, and listened to the command of Zeyu.
I don’t know when Luzawa-woo left. All I know is that when the mover walked in with the police, I stabbed the landlord’s body.
As the police scolded me for putting down the knife, I stood up and walked towards the moving master with the knife and was thinking of killing him.
I killed people, police officers and movers were witnesses. Lu Zeyu came running again in panting, dressed in clean clothes, kneeling at the door crying.
Later, he handed over the forged medical records to the police, claiming that I was a schizophrenic, had been entangled by the Doku Moon and had gone out to guard at the Doku Moon ‘ s door.
Du Moon was forced out of his post, and I was out of my mind when I probably found out that he had moved.
It all came to pass, and he escaped, and all my sins were mine.
17
“Who would believe you even if you remembered? He returned to his arrogance, “Don’t forget, you’re delusional.” I’m sorry.
“So you admit, you killed everyone? I looked at him calmly.
Zhao Yang, don’t be silly. As long as I’m in the day, I won’t let you out of here. No matter what you think, no one will turn you over. What’s wrong with you here? I’m sorry.
He stood up and walked to me: “You can’t escape the fact that the police saw you kill someone with a knife. I’ll find a way to get you out in a few years. I’m sorry.
“My illness should have gotten better already. I’m sorry.
“I know, you’ve stopped taking your pills. You remember what happened? He whispered.
I bowed my head to silence and never returned him. After all this time, he must have dealt with all the evidence relating to him. The house had no idea how many times it had been sublet and had been cleaned up.
After all, the police caught the murderer at the scene, who’s going to go after him?
I noded my head and agreed to this deal.
I finally took a breath out of my office and turned off the taped pen in my pocket.
I tried to find everyone who could help me. Uncle Li is the most determined one to believe me.
Uncle Li had a very close relationship with Du Moon, who took care of Uncle Li’s dementia wife while he was at the hospital.
He said that he knew that Ruozawa was a very annoying person, often scolding a patient and that Duzuki would not be with such a person.
He gave it to me too.
A few days later, a journalist who claimed to be the weekly truth magazine visited the hospital.
An anonymous report was received that Luozawa had abused a patient, who had come to make an interview. He interviewed each of the patients individually and finally entered Luzawa’s office for a long time.
It fermented very quickly, and we saw media coverage on TV in the lounge. The video footage sent to the media by the source was exposed in the news, only in the back of Rusawa, who was strangling a patient and slapping him.
Lu Zeyu was suspended from duty for several days and appeared in the hospital again.
The nurse said that the person in the video was actually a patient similar to Luzawa-woo, who had stolen Luzawa-woo’s clothes and bullied other patients.
I’m sick of Luo-sawa’s methods, and I can’t help it.
And the first thing he came back was to find me.
I was taken to his office, the security guards closed the door, and Rusawa left the blinds.
“Who helped you do it?” His voice makes no one guess what he’s feeling right now.
What do you mean?
“You’re smart. Don’t play dumb. “Luzawa-woo looks at me like I am.
Luzawa-woo stood up and slowly walked up to me: “Perhaps, smart is wrong.” Have you forgotten where this is?”
Of course I remember. This is a mental hospital. Even if a patient says something in a press interview, it’s all crazy, and the truth of what he says is still to be tested.
And nurses and doctors, who dares to tell the truth. Sooner or later, Lu Zeyu will be safe and secure in that chair.
“Why don’t you just give up?” “Though you’re smart enough to let a reporter in the hospital, you’ll let him look into the Doo Moon case for you?” I’m sorry.
There were two security guards in the doorway, and I had a hard feeling.
The security guards put me on hold, and my resistance was futile, and they made it easy for me to move.
“It’s all right. He’s getting a little emotional. I’ll take him back to his room. “Luzawa-woo smiled and explained to everyone, but I had a cold neck and a shot of medicine.
When I woke up again, I found myself in the basement.
18
I shot the door in the basement and called for help outside.
But this basement is rarely used, and there is a long corridor outside the door and outside the abandoned office building, where no one usually comes.
I’ve been shaking so hard I’ve lost my chance. I’m too confident in my own plan to expect that I’m trying to convey to journalists the truth about Du Moon’s killing, and I’m sure I won’t be able to see journalists easily.
I did not know how long it had taken to give up my cry for help and to sit on the ground with no power over the door.
I couldn’t save Du Moon that year, and if I could still not give her the truth, the real killer would still be at large.
I’m getting tired of sleeping and there’s footsteps in the hallway.
Pop, pop, shoes down loud and strong. It’s Luzawa-woo walking.
“The reporters have gone. “The sound of Luzawa-woo came through the thick iron door, and there was no room for complacency.
I sulked and didn’t answer him.
“This basement will be cleaned in three months. Unfortunately, it was cleaned yesterday. * He knocked on the door, and I was upset. *
“You know what I mean? I’m sorry.
Of course I do. Three months later, someone came here to find me who was already a corpse.
“The patient, Zhao Yang, went to the basement to hide and the body was found rotting…”
Luzawa-woo laughed with no cover.
“Fuck off! And I scolded him, and he was unable to exhale his anger.
Quiet basements are particularly long every second. Am I really going to die here?
“Dou Moon, I’m sorry. “I can’t help but cry in my eyes.
But then I heard a noise coming from the lock. I approached the door and put my ears on the lock.
It’s the lock!
I hid at the door, holding my breath, and watched the door being pushed out of darkness.
“Yang, are you there?” Uncle Li whispered my name down.
Uncle Li! * I’m so excited to scream and so fast I’m covering my mouth *
“Yang, where’s Uncle Lee?” Apparently, he was surprised by me coming from behind the door, but held my hand in the dark and squeezed it.
“No time to talk, come with me first! “Uncle Lee locked the door gently and pulled me out of the hospital in the dark on a road I’d never seen.”
“The bastard didn’t know I had the keys to the basement. “Uncle Lee was crying and said, “Look around.”
“How do you know I’m here?” I whispered to him.
“Joke, my Pepsi name is white? There’s nothing I don’t know in this hospital! Uncle Li proudly raised his thumb.
But soon, Rusawa knew I had escaped from the basement.
19
When Uncle Li came back, he followed Luzawa-woo with the knife. Uncle Li’s body was covered with blood and rain, and as soon as he entered the door he fell weakly on the ground.
“I didn’t expect that. Old Li’s bold. He used a knife to shake his face.
“I heard you have evidence? I’m sorry.
“Luzawa-woo, what are you doing to me? I’m sorry.
Luzawa-woo smiled: “Young people are so stupid to talk. You don’t deserve to talk to me. I’m sorry.
“You just don’t want the police to know the truth. I can stop looking for it. But if Uncle Li dies today, you’re still a murderer. I mean outside, “This isn’t the town of the Doo moon, it’s not a setup, you come in with evidence. I’m sorry.
Evidence? “Did I come in here because I was hurt?” Don’t forget, you’re a psychopath. I’m sorry.
Luzawa-woo pointed at me with a knife, and said, “What did you do to kill Duzuki for me and the two old ladies? Today you will do the same. I’m sorry.
“But I’m afraid you didn’t find this for me? I pulled out my phone and turned on a video.
“You haven’t seen this video, have you? “I’m talking about my mouth and I can’t stand the smile.
In the video, a man in a very similar shape to Luzawa-woo is waving a hammer at something on the ground. And the environment in the video is exactly the house where the moon lived.
“You must be in a bad bed these days. You’re going to the basement to see if I’m dead, and I’m gone. “I deliberately provoked the landing of Zeyu.
“You think this scares me?” I’m sorry.
“I can tell you that the video was taken by a family who lived across the street from Du Moon, and the kids at the house took pictures of you when you were killed, using older phones that they had abandoned. Because adults don’t often use this phone, they don’t find it in time. It took years to look for something to find this video. I’m sorry.
“So what? Luzawa-woo’s knife is still around Li’s neck.
“The family was reminded of the murder that occurred a few years ago, but they thought it was closed, so it was useless to sell the video to the media. It happened to be sold to journalists who had been interviewed in the case. I said this with ease, but my eyes were on the knife in his hand.
“I admire you, but I don’t want to run for my life at this time. I moved to Zeyu while he was at the landing.
I don’t know if Luzawa-woo really believed my words, but his eyes started to hesitate and his hands were shaking slightly.
I was fast approaching and pushed away his arm with a knife and pulled Lee over.
Lu Sae-woo was in a bad mood, but soon he reacted, and then he burst again. I put Li La in the bedroom and closed the door.
“Now it’s the two of us. “I squeezed my fist and walked past the landing.
I’ve lost a few rounds, but fortunately the sound of sirens was on the streets.
“I forgot to tell you, I had an agreement with the journalist to call every night at 7:00 p.m. If I didn’t make the call on time, he would have called the police. I’m sorry.
Luozawa-woo is no longer with me.
20
I rushed to the hospital with Uncle Li and saw the police car that accidentally saved us.
I lied to Luzawa-woo, there was no call on time, let alone police.
The news headlines of the next day did include photographs of Rusawa, not because of the case of that year.
In the news, it’s my psychodiagnosis that I’m not paranoid. And a story about Rusawa’s fake medical history.
His ill-treatment of the patient was also raised, and he was the target at one point.
The hospital also saw that he might not be able to turn himself over this time and began to tell the media about his ill-treatment at the hospital.
But I know that this is not enough to provoke Luozawa, and that he can only be exposed if he is hit.
So, as one of the victims, I was in the news. I was soon discovered to be a perverted murderer.
Then the case was discussed again, and the netizens began to speculate about Rusawa, who was calling himself the “boyfriend” of Duzuki, making up my medical records to torture me in the hospital to avenge Duzuki.
Internet gossip finally drew the attention of the police.
And when I was interviewed, I also claimed that I was the real boyfriend of Du Moon and that Rusawa was her pursuer.
I have not justified myself in the least, because I know that that alone is enough to let Luzawa-kun find me.
It is true that Luozawa, who has been missing, suddenly appears again, holding the same hammer as the one that killed Du Moon.
The hammer at the scene was wiped off his fingerprints like the knife.
When he jumped on me in tears and tried to beat me, he quietly shoved into my hand the handle of the hammer that appeared in his sleeve, and the police pulled him away, he held my hand tight.
I didn’t realize what it was, and then I remembered it to figure out why my mark was on the hammer.
“No one can rob Du Moon with me. Du Moon belongs to me alone! “Luzawa-woo stares at me and holds a hammer.
“You said Du Moon died in my hands. Her whole life is mine. I had to look at him.
“She’s mine! “Lu Zeyu’s eyes are red and he loses his head hat.
I took a few steps back and was ready to be attacked.
“See?” He lifted the hammer, “Here, and her blood. There’s only her blood on it! This is the only thing I can leave about her…”
Luzawa-woo gently touched the hammer.
I asked him what he meant, and he laughed: “The one at the crime scene was my second hammer. I’m sorry.
His face was a little drunk, as it was when he killed him: “I wanted to break the moon a little bit and take it away.” So I prepared two hammers, and I was afraid they’d be broken for too long. But you… you! You’ve been breaking in and interrupting me! I’m sorry.
He’s become abominable again, coming towards me.
“So you admit that you killed Du Moon? I went back a few steps.
“So what if I admit it? As long as you die, no one knows! Just like the other night, I put the hammer on their blood and put it in your hand. Who noticed? Even if you tell people that now, no one will believe you. “Luzawa raised his hammer.”
I hid and Luzawa-woo’s hammer fell on the bedroom door. The bedroom door was opened for the next second, and several people ran out of it and pushed Luzawa-woo to the ground.
“You know me, Dr. Lu.” A middle-aged man crouched down and turned his face against him.
“I did this case, and now I’m the one who’s after you. Take him away! I’m sorry.
The hammer was also taken. This nightmare is over.
21
This is the one I set up for Luozawa. The video was also fake, just to make him feel guilty and start fearing that the police would investigate the case.
He did sneak up on the block again, but he just stood in front of the two buildings and didn’t go upstairs to see if the angle of the video was true or maybe he was just trying to cheat me.
That’s why I chose another plan. The reporter who came to the hospital for the interview contributed to this. After all, he had a popular article, and the two parties were happy.
The police have also begun to re-examine the cases of that year, and although it may take a short time to convict Luo Zawa, I believe that the truth will never be covered by dirty lies.
With my doctor, my illness has gradually recovered, and I am no longer afraid of red things and do not resist the horrors.
Uncle Li asked me if he liked this little girl, Duzuki, when he noticed that I always looked at her.
I laughed, maybe I liked it. But now I regret even more that such a young living life and such a good doctor are buried in the hands of the devil. If I kept sneaking out that night to help her move, wouldn’t that be the case?
But the living look forward.
For those who do not have the opportunity to look at a better world, love it, love it still around, and cherish it now is what those who leave will most want to see.
(concluded)
Record number: YX11Dnw5amp
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
