What kind of little story is it? – Dust.

What kind of little story is it?

Dust, I’ve been married for years, and I’m tired of being married and trying to get rid of my wife and be with my lover.

A few days ago, there was a serial killing in the city, the victims of which were young women.

I think it’s time.

The murderers were cruel and well-thought-out and had committed more than a dozen cases but had still not been arrested.

In the city, there was panic, everyone was at risk, and all young women were afraid to stay.

My wife too.

When we got married, she resigned as a housewife, who was not in love with going out, and now she’s staying at home.

Every day, apart from reading books and playing mahjong, it is swimming in a swimming pool in its own home.

At 8:00 that night I got a call from a client.

The design that we submitted was not perfect, and the client loved to call me around 8:00 p.m. to communicate with the change.

Usually a dozen is half an hour.

When I got a call from my client, I put on my headphones and talked, and I turned off the microphone.

I went to the yard while listening to each other’s modifications.

I don’t have to respond too much to this call, just call it a yes, but the final amendment is left to my subordinates.

I saw my wife Zheng Xiao Jiao swimming in the pool for her first return tonight.

I waved her over, she didn’t know why, but soon she came swimming.

Seeing that she had swam to the pool, I crouched down and reached out and pressed her head under the water.

She immediately began to struggle, and her body was in the refraction of the water wave, twisted and broken.

But she didn’t do anything, and my hand was on her head, and all her struggles were futile.

I watched her move slowly.

Five minutes later she stopped moving.

I don’t feel comfortable, press it for a while to make sure she’s dead.

In this process, my phone calls with the client have never stopped.

I let go of Zheng’s hand and let her body in the pool.

No one will find out she’s dead by tomorrow afternoon until Aunt Cleany comes to clean up.

Then turn on the microphone and respond to the client: “Okay, okay, go on. I’m sorry.

I walked out of my house while responding to the needs of my clients.

I’m going to kill my best friend’s wife now.

Two.

I put on my big black windie and my hat and mask to make sure my face and body are covered.

Then I took out my cell phone and I sent Zhang Se-ming a message.

I told him I was here, but before I went into the bar, I got a call from a client.

I’m gonna call this work phone off the road outside the bar and let him wait for me in there.

He said, “Okay, well, he saw me out there and he was waiting for me at the corner table.”

How did he see me? I wasn’t there.

But to think about it, it’s probably some guy who looks like me at the bar.

This is really helping me.

I’m meeting him at 8:00 p.m., but I can’t be there at 8:00.

But it doesn’t matter, I’m not worried, because I know he’s in the corner of the bar right now, and he can’t even order a glass of wine.

I knew him so much, he was always a very low-intensity person, and few people could notice him in the crowd, and not even a surveillance camera.

Because of his professional habits, he was unconsciously avoiding surveillance cameras.

If I’m not here, no one can prove he’s in the bar right now.

Recently, he stated that he was unhappy and had a crisis in his career and marriage.

He felt he had no enthusiasm for being a cop, nor for his wife Li Chun.

He couldn’t take it. That’s why he asked me out to drink all night.

That’s what I’m waiting for.

The chance to kill my wife and his wife.

When I got on the subway, I hid in the crowd, and no one would notice a man wearing a mask.

I took a look at the time, just after eight, 10 minutes, and it’s not too late.

In seven or eight minutes, I’ll be at Chang’s house.

I’ve already confirmed that Lee Chun is home tonight.

I’ve been breathing deep.

Good. Everything’s going well.

I’m so excited that my stomach is a little stingy.

Actually, I’m going to kill Zheng Xiao, for no special reason. I’m just in love with someone else.

If I hadn’t met Snow, I wouldn’t have known what true love and true happiness was in my life.

Snow is so beautiful, so gentle, so understanding.

Snow is the best woman in the world, and I am the happiest man in the world to have it.

I want to be with Yuki, but how can I tolerate Zheng Zheng Zhui, an incompetent woman, taking half of my wealth?

It was all I earned by working hard. Zheng only knows mahjong and beauty every day, and she only sits on it.

She’s not entitled to half my property.

So I’m gonna kill her. I’m gonna kill her clean and clean.

It took me less than a week to make this decision, to design all the plans.

The killing was not that difficult, but a process of determination before action.

Once you’ve made up your mind, you’ll find that there’s no more.

Even if it’s your wife with you.

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She’s nothing short of tacky, and she’s even careful.

She knew I needed a glass of milk every night, so she remembered to help me get ready.

Sometimes in the fridge, sometimes by the table.

She’s basically a qualified wife.

But who made her a stumbling block between me and Yuki?

So she has to die.

At 8:19, I came to Chang Se Ming’s house.

I put on gloves, shoes and then ring the bell.

It’s LEE Chun who opened the door. She’s a little surprised to see me.

I take off my headphones and turn off the microphone so that the clients at the end of the phone can not hear me.

“What are you doing here today? I’m sorry.

“I’m not looking for her. I’m looking for you. I’m sorry.

“Look for me? What for?”

“To kill you.” I’m sorry.

3

I didn’t give LEE Chun time to react.

I covered her mouth with one hand in case she called out for help and dragged her into the living room with the other hand.

I rode on her, picked up the pillow on the couch and covered her face dead.

Her size is small, her struggles and resistance are completely meaningless to me.

In five minutes, she stopped moving.

I pulled her body to the corner of the living room and then took her mask and hat and left the family home.

The time is 8:25.

Actually, I should’ve put her body in the tub, just like letting Zheng Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhui Zheng in the pool, so I could blur the time of her death.

The longer she dies, the better for me.

But I don’t have that much time. I have to get to the bar by 8:30.

I walked out of Zhang’s house and took off my gloves and shoes and threw them in a garbage can on the street.

Tonight, at midnight, the trash cans will be removed and transported to the waste dump in the suburbs for shredding and burning.

By tomorrow morning, proof that I killed LEE Chun will be completely lost.

I went into the subway again, hiding in the crowds at the peak of the night.

In eight thirty-two minutes, I escaped surveillance at the front of the bar and walked into the bar with Chang Se Ming.

I stood by the wall at the bar door while I continued to finalize the changes with the clients on the phone and greeted the bartender I knew in the usual crowd.

I talked to the client again, then hung up and walked into the bar.

Zhang Se Ming, as I expected, is crumbling on the corner of the bar, and there is no glass of wine on the table in front of him.

There was no one to notice his presence in the crowded bar, including the waiter.

I sorted out my collar, and I took a deep breath and walked to him.

“You finally came in! “I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour.” I’m sorry.

“I’m just outside the bar. This client is really bad. I’m sorry.

“Do you need to take care of this now?” I’m sorry.

“This is a big client. I can only handle it myself. I’m sorry.

I’ll tell you, I’ll get us both some wine.

We shall drink all night long, without a drink.

He picks up the wine and pours himself a big sip.

“Kakusha, you know, we’ve been killed a lot of women lately. I’m sorry.

“They died in their homes at night, and the perpetrators have still not been arrested. I’m sorry.

“I’m worried about this. I’m sorry.

I know.

Of course I do.

Nobody knows better than me.

4

I didn’t kill those women.

The real killer is probably hiding somewhere in the city waiting to do it again.

He may be a lonely man with one eye for a young woman, or he may be a perverted murderer who simply likes to kill.

But anyway, it wasn’t me who killed those women.

I killed only my wife Zheng Xiao Jiao and Zhang Shi Minh’s wife Li Chun.

The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide it into the sea.

The best way to hide a homicide is to hide it in a serial killing.

They were young women who had just died and had not yet been found dead, but they would soon be discovered.

That is the Day when We shall be free.

It’s a good feeling that everything is in hand.

That night, Zhang Se-ming and I drank a lot of wine.

I was drunk. I told Zhang Se Ming a lot of things.

I said I valued his friend, and I said we’d be brothers for the rest of our lives.

It’s all true.

Zhang Shi-ming was even more drunk, and he gave me bitter water over and over again.

He said how stressful his work was, how difficult it was for the police, how cruel and perverted the serial killing.

He also stated how cold his relationship with Li Chun was and that he had forgotten when they had last been close.

At the end of the day, I forgot how much we drank. I just remembered how much I drank.

I tried to hold a string, but in the end, I couldn’t hold on to Chang’s repeated exhortations, and I almost drank a break.

At 4:30 a.m., I pulled out my phone and called a taxi and drove me and Zhang Se Ming home.

Of course I didn’t forget and the driver wanted the invoice.

As soon as I carried him into the house, he collapsed on the couch in the living room, fainted enough to see anything and fell asleep.

I also found a comfortable corner on the other couch and fell asleep.

The next day at noon, we were woken up by Zhang Shi Minh’s colleague.

He broke in with a group of policemen and broke into Chang’s house.

“Don’t sleep!” He sounded like a girl because of his rush.

I opened my eyes and my head was buzzing with hangovers, like it was gonna crack, but I noticed that there were a lot of cops standing in the house.

Zhang Se Ming was much more hungover, and he woke up unconsciously, wrinkled his eyebrow and made his grandson speak softly.

“What’s going on?” Chang asked.

I rubped my eyes and turned my head a little bit, looking in the corner of the living room.

There’s Lee Chun’s body.

The body of LEE Chun, who should have been lying there, was not there at this time.

There was no human line marking the scene of the crime, and the police stepped on the floor there without fear.

It’s empty, as if nothing had been there from the beginning.

Li Chun’s body, ran away.

5

After being warned, the police broke into the house and found the body of LEE Chun in the bath of the family.

How did her body get into the tub?

When I was drunk last night, I did think about Zheng Zheng Zheng Zhui in the pool, which is, after all, an important part of blurring the time of death.

But I had to go to the bar because it was too late to kill him, so I didn’t dispose of his body.

Did I, after drinking last night, fall asleep while Zhang Shi-ming fell asleep and moved the body into the bathroom and in the tub?

I smelled my hands, and I do smell of women’s perfume.

I can’t help but be afraid, and it’s better that I didn’t do anything more exaggerating when I was on a break, and I didn’t leave a mark on Lee Chun.

Otherwise, it’s really over.

I breathed deeply to make things right.

The police took me and Zhang Se Ming back to the police station.

I was interrogated by two policemen.

“What’s your relationship with Chang Se Ming?” I’m sorry.

“He’s my senior high school head and has been in contact since graduation. He’s a very close friend. I’m sorry.

“Where were you last night? I’m sorry.

“Drinking in a bar. I’m sorry.

“What time do you drink?”

“I can’t remember. It’s over 4:00. I’m sorry.

“Do you have proof?”

“Uh…”

“Hmm? I’m sorry.

“We came back in a cab with a taxi invoice, and there’s time for us to get up and off. I’m sorry.

“Can anyone at the bar prove it? I’m sorry.

“Of course, we met at 8:00, and there was no one at the bar. The bartender must remember us. I’m sorry.

“So, between 8:00 and 10:00, you’re all together, right? I’m sorry.

It appears that the police have determined that Li Chun’s time of death is between 8 and 10.

“Yes, the bartenders can prove it. I’m sorry.

“But, you didn’t arrive at 8:00, did you? I’m sorry.

“I arrived at 8:00, but I got a call from a client just before I came in, and then I walked into the bar. I’m sorry.

“How long has it been?”

“A half an hour, my client can testify. I’m sorry.

“But you’re on the phone with the client, and he doesn’t know where you are. I’m sorry.

The police caught my hole.

“The bartender can also testify. I’m sorry.

“We asked the bartender. The first time they saw you was 8:30. I’m sorry.

Zhang Se Ming said he saw me. I’m sorry.

“But he’s a suspect and he can’t prove his alibi. I’m sorry.

I’m sweating down.

The police were right. I did not have incontrovertible evidence for the half hours between 8:00 and 8:30, and it was only circumstantial evidence.

The surveillance did not clearly capture Zhang Shi Minh because he was used to avoiding surveillance cameras.

If the police find out I wasn’t at the bar for half an hour, the alibi cannot be established.

Then all my plans will be over.

But I don’t have any afterthoughts on this.

I think my back is wet.

Clients, bartenders and Chang Shi-ming’s chat records are all circumstantial.

I didn’t think the police were going to bite the fuzzy zone for half an hour, and I didn’t think the police would be able to do that.

It’s over.

It’s over.

My brain is turning crazy, but I can’t think of any way. This game is incomprehensible.

I mean too much.

At that point, Sun entered the interrogation room and was accompanied by a statement in the ear of my police officer.

The policeman changed his face and said, “You may go.” I’m sorry.

“Aah?”

I don’t know what happened.

“The security cameras in front of the bar got you. I’m sorry.

“You’ve been in front of the bar since 8:00. I’m sorry.

The cameras got me?

Six.

Is it the man who Zhang Shi-ming saw and looked like me?

The police saw me in a black windsuit in front of the bar, though in the back.

The man, however, stood at the bar door from 8 p.m. to 8:30 p.m., then turned around at 8:30 p.m. and entered the bar and removed his mask.

At the same time, surveillance inside the bar just caught me taking off my mask and crossing the bar door.

So the police confirmed it was me.

The man who happens to be like me and who wears the same black windsuit helped me through this harshest.

I can’t help but wonder if God is willing to help me.

My plan was good.

I travel all the way to public transport and cover my face and shape.

It’s a sad thing to find someone who noticed me between 8:00 and 8:30.

And I also have a “client phone” to support what I said.

Even though no one can prove that I’ve been to the bar since 8:00, at least my client can prove to me that “I did call him during that half hour.”

In my capacity as the witness of Zhang Sing, I can say that it is largely undiscovered.

There are also bar attendants, taxi drivers, taxi invoices.

Moreover, there were no signs of quarrels and struggles between LEE Chun and Zhang Sing Ming at the scene of the murder, and none of them were visible.

Together with Li Chun’s time of death, it could be said that there was virtually no way to kill him.

No one can actually prove him in the bar, nor can anyone prove me in front of the bar, except for that half hour of ambiguity.

Until the door was pulled out, they saw the man in a black windsuit, who looked like me.

That proves that I’ve been in the bar since 8:00, and that I’ve been at the bar.

This series of alibis, some of which are self-programming, and some of which are obscurantistic, constitute a complete logical loop.

As a result, Zhang Se Ming ‘ s suspicion was completely ruled out.

That afternoon, we were released.

We sat on the side of the road, and Zhang Shi-ming did not seem to have reacted to what had happened, and I had to pretend to be scared.

After all, I’ve always been a nice man who can’t speak loudly.

“How could this be?” he still can’t believe what happened. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I looked at the time, and it was almost time for Aunt Clean to come and clean.

After a while, my phone finally rings.

I pick up, it’s the police.

“Is this Mr. Takashi? I’m sorry.

“I am. I’m sorry.

“We’re at your house. Something happened to your wife. I’m sorry.

“What is it?”

“She was killed. I’m sorry.

“What! I’m sorry.

I’m in a hurry.

“It’s impossible!”

Zhang Se Ming has realized that my tone is wrong.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

Zhang Se Ming asked me.

My face is shocked and twisted, and there are countless sorrows.

My phone slipped from my face, and I couldn’t stand it on my side.

“Sweetie…sweetie…she’s dead…”

I say it looks painful and sad.

It’s full.

Everything was in my plan, and I thought I had won.

I don’t know, there’s a bigger, darker net that’s coming at me from behind.

They’re 10,000 times worse than me.

7

I just finished talking about Zheng Xiao Jiao’s death.

Zhang’s phone rings.

His cell phone ring is the Mixed version of ” Kanon ” , which is the mobile number for his work.

His life phone number is the other, and the bell is “A One One One.”

Friends in my life, only his number.

I used to laugh at him. It was hard to separate life from work.

He always said that it was because it was difficult to separate.

He doesn’t want his little, pathetic life to be occupied by work.

He and I had just come out of the police station and had to go to my house together to face another body, Zheng Xiao Zheng.

It’s already evening.

This house, No. 8 of Yong-aun Garden, looks like it’s going on in the sunset.

As I bought it from that famous entrepreneur.

The entrepreneur’s wife also died in the house, which he found sad and sold to me at a low price.

Now my wife died here.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng, who spent a day and a night in the pool, had difficulty determining the exact time of death and had to be limited to approximately 8 p.m. to 1 a.m.

It’s impossible to narrow it down.

It’s also in my calculations.

“Where were you after 8:00 last night? A young policewoman came to ask me.

“Drinking with him,” I pointed to Zhang Shi-ming, and said, “All night long.” I’m sorry.

“I shouldn’t have drank so much, I shouldn’t have stayed away at night.” My tears fell down.

“Can anyone prove it?”

“You should have an alibi that we have confirmed. I’m sorry.

The policewomen turned around and confirmed my words with their colleagues.

After a while, she came back.

“Please come back with us. I’m sorry.

“Is there something you can’t ask here? I’m sorry.

“Please come back with us. I’m sorry.

She’s very insistent.

I panicked.

The alibi I gave Zhang Se Ming should have proved that I was in front of the bar at 8:00.

This is what the police have confirmed.

They have no reason to take me back to the station.

Unless they have something I don’t know.

8

I looked closely at the faces of the police officers and saw nothing, but there seemed to be something wrong.

There must be something I don’t know that happened.

Did they discover Snow’s presence and begin to question my motives?

Or did they see how I made my alibi?

I thought it would be all right for Yuki to see me every time.

Is there something wrong with my alibi for Zhang Se-ming?

I don’t think so.

As long as Zhang Shi Minh ‘ s alibi is established, my alibi must be.

That’s my plan.

First of all, there have been so many murders of young women.

I killed Zheng Xiao Jiao and LEE Chun at this time, and I could have pushed them to this psycho killer who won’t be caught until some day.

Moreover, I have been working through the client communication modification programme, which gives me a weak but irrefutable alibi.

Next, Li Chun ‘ s body was first discovered, and my presence provided Zhang Se Myung with an unbreakable alibi.

The police have confirmed my alibi for Zhang Se Ming, which at the same time confirms my own alibi.

That is how I gave Zhang Se-ming my own alibi.

These two alibis are a relationship of solidarity, one being established and the other necessarily.

A very simple but highly oblivious dual logic.

I think about what I’ve done in my head over and over again.

There were no loopholes, no loopholes at all, and the only loopholes were also filled by the man in the black windsuit at the bar.

The police have no reason to suspect me.

But they left me at the police station for one day and one night.

They went on and on about my relationship with Zheng Xiao Zheng and asked me if I was unhappy with Zheng Xiao Zheng.

They did not appear to be able to write on the alibi, so they proceeded with the motive.

But Zheng Zheng Zhui has always been a loving couple.

I have absolutely no motive, at least on the surface.

The police can’t lock me up as a suspect. They’re definitely bluffing.

As long as I know that in my heart, I’m not afraid of anything.

I do not admit that I have any displeasure with Zheng Zheng Zhui, and I insist that we are a loving couple, and I feel very sorry for her death.

They do not know about Yuki, nor do they suspect my alibi.

And now they’re aggressive, and they’re definitely just dogs jumping and bluffing.

Yeah, they’re lying to me.

9

It has proved to be so.

They stuck me all day and night and didn’t do anything.

By the time they let me out, it was another day late.

I walked out of the police station and saw Zhang Se Ming waiting outside the gate.

He saw me come out, laughing and greeting me in the car.

“It’s just for two days, we’ve been suspects and we’ve been cleared again. I’m sorry.

“We had just one drink and we were all alone. I’m sorry.

The light was on Chang’s face and he looked tired and old.

“Let me stay with you for a few days. I really don’t want to be alone. He says:

“Come on, go home.”

On the way, neither of us spoke much.

We look out the window and think different things.

He may still be in mourning, but I have begun to look forward to the next life.

I can go to a new city, and snow start a good life.

I’ve moved all the movables and real estate, and I can leave at any time.

I have money now, I’m still young, I have Yuki, and my future life will be full of endless happiness.

The bright future is right before my eyes.

I can hardly help but laugh.

Of course I can’t stand it.

I can’t let Chang Se Ming see my happiness.

When he entered the house, Zhang Se Ming was very tired, and he said he had to take a shower and wash himself.

He said he turned to the bathroom, and he knew my home well enough.

“Right. “This is for you.” I’m sorry.

He handed me a phone. I recognized it. It’s Zheng’s phone.

“You should look inside. I’m sorry.

I opened the lock, and there was a conversation between Zheng Zhui and an unnamed cell phone.

Zhang Se Ming has turned that conversation to the very beginning.

The first message was sent by Zheng Xiao Zheng, and the message was “Baby, I missed you.”

Incoming, not me.

10

“I miss you today, too, and I want to be with you forever. I’m sorry.

“I remember walking with you yesterday, and I felt so happy. I’m sorry.

“I must be with you as soon as possible and forever. I’m sorry.

“It’s important to clear all the obstacles. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

Sweet, open, sentimental, sentimental, mean, childish… a love letter appeared in front of me.

I didn’t know that in my eyes there was always a gentle, boring Zheng Zhui and such a passionate side.

I thought I was such a blind man who only cared about Yuki’s love, and I didn’t think Zheng Xiao Jing had another lover.

Not only do we have lovers, but we are so hot to plan how we can stay together forever.

So that’s why the police bit me.

They thought I had found Zheng Xiao Xiao’s cheating, so I killed her.

That’s why they’re so uneasy.

But I didn’t know about it, which in turn gave me a convincing reason to face the police.

I can’t wait to see Zhang Se Ming’s cell phone.

Zhang Shih is a very good friend.

I look at this phone and I feel a little guilty.

After all, I used him and killed his wife.

I shake my head and put this guilt behind me, and I continue to look at their messages with interest.

Turning into the last month, I found that Zheng Xiao Jiao was planning to kill me as well.

Their intentions and my intentions are to win freedom and money by killing their mates.

Of course, I was the one killed in their plan.

They’re going to kill me, then take my money and fly away and live happily ever after.

I’ve been married to Zheng for many years, and even this evil plan came to mind.

However, there was a conflict between Zheng Xiao Jiao and her lover in the killing programme.

Zheng Xiao Jiao advocated poisoning, creating a false image of suicide.

She would claim that I chose to commit suicide because of the stress of my work.

But her lover felt that he was not careful enough to kill people so recklessly.

Zheng Xiao Jiao asked him what to do.

He said he wasn’t ready either.

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I look and I feel scared.

I’m lucky I did it first, or I might be dead now.

Eleven.

I open the fridge, I take out a bottle of milk that I drink every day, and I drink while they’re watching their plans.

They both did a lot of planning.

Smash it, push it off the cliff, or pretend to rob it on my way home from work, then stab me.

All plans are so crude and simple, with no imagination at all.

And my “dual logic alibi” is totally incomparable.

I drank half a bottle of milk on my head.

At this point, there are few messages left on this phone.

The second last one was the night before.

“I’ll do it tonight. I’m sorry.

Huh? What did she do?

Did I kill you before I could do it, my dear wife?

I drank the rest of the milk.

Man goes back: “How do we do this?” I’m sorry.

Zheng Xiao Jiao returned the last note: “I will put the poison in the milk he needs to drink every day, and he will soon die of poison.” I’m sorry.

At that moment, time was firm.

For a while, I didn’t even respond. What the hell is that supposed to mean?

I picked up that bottle of milk that I had empty.

Zheng Xiao Jiao put poison in milk?

I’m freezing.

12

I’m trying to call for help, but I just feel my throat is strained and my stomach spasms.

I can’t even cry for the slightest help.

I bumped into a milk bottle, which fell on the floor and broke into glass.

I’m all constricted on the floor.

I feel all my blood running fast, like I’m boiling.

My eyesight is in a rapid decline, and everything I see is blurry and darkening.

I saw Chang take a shower and walk out.

He wiped his hair and walked in front of me.

I opened my mouth and couldn’t make a sound.

I saw Chang Sing laughing.

Why would he laugh?

Is that a laughter of justice or a laughter of conspiracies?

I can’t see.

I still have Zheng’s phone in my hand.

I did my last effort to cross the information bar on her phone and dial her lover’s cell number.

The Mixed version of Canon sounded.

That’s Chang Se Ming’s work phone number.

That’s Zhang Shi-ming’s work phone number.

Is that you?

JUNG’s lover, is that you?

He got down and laughed and took his phone from me.

“It’s me. He whispered.

“But, Takahumi, the man I love is not Zheng Xiao Zheng. I’m sorry.

He said that while he deleted all the messages from his phone.

It’s a complete darkness, and it’s finally over me.

13

In the hills on the outskirts of the city, the snow is looking over the city.

It has been more than 10 years since she first came here.

She is still young, still beautiful and still able to take any man she wants.

But she felt tired.

There was one man in the middle, and one man took money from them.

She’s tired of living like this.

If she wanted to finish the ballot, she would leave the country and live away from the world and never see these stupid men again.

Once upon a time, she had enjoyed that life, and she was satisfied to see those men bowing down at her feet.

But now she’s tired.

All this, it’s fake.

Zhang Shiming finally arrived.

Yuki can’t help but feel satisfaction with her last vote.

Snow initially seduced him to effect the transfer of all his assets.

She didn’t think Takahsi would kill his wife.

But it’s not hard to understand, after all, that selfish man would not be willing to share his property with his wife.

Then she let Zhang Se-ming take care of Takashi, and she couldn’t do it herself.

This man, Takashi, apparently loves her, but he’s really mean.

Yuki knows she’s not his opponent at all.

Zhang Sing Ming is a police officer who, despite his cowardice, is loyal to Yuki, because of his cowardice.

Zhang Se Ming chose to be Zheng’s lover in order to enable him to escape guilt, and then, step by step, lured Zheng Zheng Zhou to poison him.

LEE Chun’s body was in the tub and Chang Shi Minh moved in.

When he came home drunk, he had seen the body of LEE Chun, who he had taken to the tub while he was drunk and fell asleep.

The purpose was to blur the timing of her death in order to make the alibi provided to him by Takashi more effective.

The man at the bar in the same dark windsuit was arranged in advance.

The man escaped surveillance outside the bar.

The one at the front of the bar between two people.

The camera at the door saw the man and the inside of the bar was tall.

But it’s all about the process of “showing through the door.”

Even better, the man never needed to know what he had done and why.

Zhang Se Ming gave him a few hundred bucks and sent him away.

Thus, Zhang Shi-ming left his own wife and took out the top of his head, and he was able to leave himself clean and clean.

Snow can’t help but lament that this is a dangerous scheme to lick blood.

In retrospect, this is a group of men and women who have a bad heart and a dirty soul.

Every one of them thinks they’re after love.

Each of them is a good man and a good woman.

But every one of them is doing a terrible thing.

Yuki thinks they’re better off than they are, and at least she’s a whore.

Chang Se Ming came to her.

“You got all the money? I’m sorry.

“Well, it’s all in our hands. We can get out of here anytime. Zhang Shing smiled in response.

“It’s finally over. The snow is so long and so relieved.

She held Zhang closely.

Zhang Shiming also enjoyed the embrace of Yuki.

Snow rarely hugged him. That’s his reward.

He completely relaxed himself and enjoyed the hug.

And the snow at this time has quietly worn gloves and slowly stretched its hand into Chang’s jacket.

She pulled his gun, pointed it at his temple and pulled the trigger.

14

Zhang Sing Ming should be quiet.

Snow finally completely relaxed.

She crouched down, pulled out Zhang’s cell phone and erased everything that was in there about him.

There were few contacts between them, and they were always careful.

She put her pistol in Chang’s hand.

He had just lost his wife and best friend, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to come to the top of the hill and commit suicide.

After all this, Snow took off her gloves and returned to the car, breathing deep enough to finally calm down.

Then she started the car, headed down the hill.

She’s in a bit of a panic.

After all, it was her first murder.

For the first time in all these years, she’s been in the middle of so many men, but she’s really done it for the first time.

There was an intense ecstasy and panic that took over her body.

It’s a very strange emotion.

It took her a while to react. It was guilt.

She didn’t feel guilty when a man abandoned his wife and son for her.

When a man broke her name, she didn’t feel guilty.

She did not feel guilty when a man broke down and lost her family.

She has always felt that they deserve and blame themselves.

But now, when she took his life for the first time, she felt a strong sense of guilt.

It’s a guilt from a biological instinct.

That guilt was so powerful that she didn’t know what to do with it at all.

She even had an urge to do a little good to offset this annoying guilt.

At that time, by the mountain road, she saw a young man bending in pain.

The man’s face was so painful that he was sweating, and his hand was shaking.

Looks like an emergency.

If it’s appendicitis or something, it’ll kill you if you don’t get it in time.

Yuki stopped in front of him and asked him if he needed help, using a gentle tone that she had never had in her life.

The young man was busy noding his head.

Snow, get out of the car and take him to the back seat.

“Don’t be afraid, there will be a hospital at the foot of the hill, and it will be there in ten minutes. The snow comforted him.

The man had a hard spot and nod.

Snowy drove flat, and she felt herself slowly calmed down.

It’s a lot less guilt.

However, after the guilt had disappeared, she felt a little regret.

She really shouldn’t have let the man get into her car for a moment of guilt, for a second.

It is likely that her flight was so delayed by him.

But it’s good to be close to the hospital, and it’s really right at the foot of the hill.

Yuki didn’t intend to do more for him.

The “softness of heart” was the limit of her conscience.

She turned her head and was going to tell the man that she would not get out of the car later.

The cold knife came to her neck.

“Recently, we have a particularly terrible serial killer who kills young women everywhere. I’m sorry.

The man had a slight smile in his tone.

“Miss, have you heard?”

Record number YX11n7rXEDz

The real thing that happened a while ago was not a story.

I bought a bowl of jasmine at the supermarket in the early summer, and then I spent some time at the end of the summer on a business trip, drying up without water, but I didn’t immediately throw him away, and I kept him on the window table at the bed, and I thought about watering it, to see if it could be remedied.

I usually live in a quiet neighborhood and close the window to almost the quiet room.

That’s the background.

One morning, it suddenly felt so loud outside the window, it was like four or five old ladies fighting, especially loud.

And then I’m in a half-slept state, because I’m sensitive to the light, and I feel like five or six, and I don’t want to climb up and close the window.

But the fights were too loud, so I turned around, pulled the covers and tried to sleep fast.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

At this point, I heard a particularly clear sound from the end of my bed:

“Shh–“

I’m sorry.

The noises of the grandmothers-in-law were gone. I don’t know.

The whole room was extremely quiet.

I don’t know.

I kept my eyes closed, and I thought I was asleep, and this “shh-” distance was wrong.

Think again, sit down.

I spoke to my colleagues at noon that day, and my colleagues got a cold sweat at midday and then reminded me that it was Chinese. Shit.

Says it’s probably the devil coming, and then your bed isn’t setting up anything evil.

I said I didn’t put anything. Oh, there’s a half-dead jasmine.

I want to go home and bye-bye. More water. Shit.

That’s great. I’ll tell Jasmine to bless you. Shit.

Open-eye video APP shadow surges in time. The male master, John, rushed into the bathroom, shaking his hands over and washed his bags, and the things were scattered in chaos. Full of blood, John’s seriously wounded. Scars on the neck are bleeding, and the nails are swollen and inflamed at the moment, even more so at the head. In a jiggling close-up, John began stitching up his wounds.

The phone rings when it hits. But he doesn’t have much time. Is everything too late?

Video source: Too late Too Late (2012) Director Rani Namani

The bottle, the sting, the tray, the strapped arm and the naked body. At this time, the audience, like the lead man, was filled with 10,000 question marks. He touched the waist — good kidneys. Kidnapped? Being strong… doesn’t mean much, sneak up first.

Soon the lead man escaped, so naturally. Before he opened the garage door, it seemed as if there was a sound behind him, and he turned around and did not notice anything. It’s working! It’s working! But as the camera turned, his back was shaking with a few tentacles…

Over.

Keep your eyes on the road.