Before the police arrived, Han Fei used some techniques he learned from the deep world to pry open a certain student's mouth.
The so-called Sunday Night School is a very special organization. The teachers in it are all former students. They are entrenched in the outer suburbs and are spreading like a virus.
At first, this group of people only communicated verbally and never took real actions. However, as the course continued to deepen, they started from small animals and gradually set their goals on living people.
Just like the team at the welcome ceremony prepared by Dr. Bai for Shen Luo, they initially tortured and killed bad people. After the injustice and anger in their hearts were vented, they unknowingly fell into " Doctor Bai "woven the trap, breaking the bottom line of human nature step by step, and turning into a monster step by step."
This group of perverted madmen all have their own identities. They are usually normal Jintong people. Only on Sunday night, they will take off their disguises and reveal their true selves. Sunday night school provides them with a killing The reason is that there is no need to force it. Many of them cannot stop after taking a "practical class". What they look forward to most every day is the arrival of Sunday.
The end of everything, the beginning of everything, they are also constantly reincarnating, stepping into the bottom of the abyss.
Each teacher is responsible for several students. These ordinary colleges are just monsters and cannon fodder trained by night schools. If you want to truly lift the veil of Sunday night schools, you can only catch a "mentor".
Only those at the instructor level know the real secrets of Sunday night school.
After repeated confirmations, Han Fei sat among a group of perverts. Most of the students had never "hunted" independently. They were still in the theoretical stage. Each time they were led by a "mentor" and worked together on projects. "No matter what, they all worked together." He is considered to have participated in the murder, and he will probably spend the rest of his life in a prison cell." Han Fei looked through the students' clothes and mobile phones. It was really hard for him to imagine that some of these perverts had happy families, and some had just become fathers. Some people are still models who have been commended. Their current appearance is in sharp contrast to the beauty of their mobile phone photos.
Looking through his phone to look for clues, Han Fei originally just wanted to check it out casually, but when he found the owner of the barbecue restaurant's phone, he narrowed his eyes slightly and found something unexpected.
"What is this?" Shenhan Zhifei placed a garbled text message in front of the owner of the barbecue restaurant. The background of the code was a club, but there was a split head embedded in the center of the club.
"I don't know." The owner of the barbecue restaurant was lying on the ground. Han Fei was so aggressive that he could only move his neck and mouth.
"Why doesn't your wife have this text message in her cell phone and you still participated in other activities behind her back?" Han Fei checked other people's cell phones and found that the artist "had a similar message in his cell phone."
Compared with the owner of the barbecue restaurant, the artist fell deeper into the trap. After completing his new work "A Dog's Eyes Look Down on Others", he immediately photographed it and sent it to Gave it to the club.
"Not only did you attend Sunday night school, but you are also a member of this club? Are you so busy?" Han Fei pressed "artist" to the ground. He was about to ask the other party something, but who knew that the screen of the artist's mobile phone suddenly lit up. , he received a new message from the other party. It was still the weird club icon, and the other party sent him comments and ratings.
"The work "The Eyes of Dogs Look Down on People" has a score of 1.5. It is in the name of art, but it seems shoddy everywhere. It is a mindless venting of inner anger. It is completely desecrating death. This work cannot be included, but it can be exchanged for a visit.
You have the opportunity to get a free drink, please use it before dawn tonight." As soon as Han Fei read the other party's reply, the message instantly turned into garbled characters, leaving only the background icon.
"There's a score for death? These people are so perverted!" Han Fei used to stay in the old city. Because he had no money, he rarely went out and stayed at home to play games.
This is also where most people in the city rest.
Touching the screen, before Han Fei could react, the garbled codes were reassembled into an address, and then automatically destroyed. "No. 17, Shishuiwan, Northern Suburbs?"
Han Fei searched the Internet and found that there was no such address at all. He had to continue to use the virtual identity provided by Huang Ying to search in depth, and finally found a place called Shishui Bay. Shishui Bay is at the northernmost point of Xinhu, next to No.
The developed Shanghai-Haibei area has complex water conditions and many cliffs. It has been abandoned for almost thirty years. "That place is indeed an excellent place for killing people and hiding corpses."
Han Fei wanted to continue searching, but his virtual identity permissions were suddenly replaced, and the network page returned to normal.
A few seconds later, Huang Ying's encrypted phone call came over: "Han Fei, did you use the permission I provided to read any bad information?" "Just checked the address." "No? n
"That address seems to be where the Killing Club meets."
"No wonder," Huang Jing said with a bit of embarrassment: "The virtual authority control is very strict. The authority I lent you is mine. I am not qualified to break through the information cocoon woven by the brain.
Room." "Did he take back his authority?"
"Yes, he also told me not to leave the smart city recently, saying that something big is going to happen in Xinhu." Huang Ying called to tell Han Fei this information: "The two major technology giants have begun to make various arrangements.
The chaos is really about to begin, so don't run around recently and accept the protection of the police."
"Okay, I understand." Shen Hanfei hung up the phone, but what he was thinking about was still the address: "The artist sent the work to the other party, and the other party told him that he had a chance to visit it, and reminded him that he would visit it at dawn
Went there before."
Han Fei has already called the police, and with Dr. Bai escaping, people at the Sunday Night School and Death Club are likely to get wind of the news. The address he obtained may be useful tonight." Du Jing showed me the map.
, there is also a club, but that is a map of the deep world..." Thinking about various problems in his mind, Han Fei finally made a decision. He was going to go to Shishui Bay now.
After tying up the barbecue restaurant owner, Han Fei stuffed his and the artist's mobile phones into his pockets and prepared to go downstairs. Where are you going?" Shen Luo followed hurriedly.
"Do I still need to report to you where I am going? You should think about how you will explain to the police later. If you are not careful, you may be regarded as their accomplice."
"I was really wronged. I didn't mean to point the knife at you just now." Shen Luo showed the butterfly wound on his arm: "Ever since I got this scar, I feel like there is a monster
It's a huge butterfly that wants to come out of my body. It's surrounded by strict intentions and feeds on everything in my heart. The more I resist, the happier I am." "Butterfly scar?" Review
When Han Fei sent Shen Luo away, he was still normal, at least mentally healthy, but now his situation is obviously a big problem: "Why do you have butterfly marks on your body?" "I don't know either! I
Now I feel aggrieved! Really! As soon as I quit the game, I received hundreds of very perverted private messages, and someone even sent express delivery full of bugs to my house. My neighbors also thought I was abnormal." The man shed tears without hesitation,
But before he got to the point of being sad, Shen Luo felt a sense of injustice in his heart.
Han Fei stared at Shen Luo. He also felt that Shen Luo was not lying, but other players were fine, so why did Shen Luo have a problem?
However, Han Fei felt relieved when he thought of Shen Luo's special physique. Maybe after Meng's consciousness was broken, he wanted to attach himself to someone at random, and he happened to choose Shen Luo.
"There were butterflies flying in my head, and hysterical laughter would ring in my ears from time to time. I felt like I was being pushed to the edge of the cliff by two of the most terrifying devils. If I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have sought medical treatment in a hurry. "Shen Luo is very helpless. He has now become the target of many perverts.
"You showed your face in the live broadcast on all platforms, and you have this butterfly wound on your body, so it is normal for you to be targeted by those crazy people. They probably regard you as another person." Han Fei can probably understand why Shen Luo is so attracted. Perverted attention.
"Yes, some people call me master directly. When I think that the other person may be a perverted murderer, my scalp becomes numb with nausea."
Seeing Shen Luo in such misery, Han Fei was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what Kuangxiao did to Shen Luo, and he didn't know that Kuangxiao and Shen Luo had met in Fu Sheng's shrine. He still felt that he was always giving Shen Luo Personality plastic surgery breaks the opponent's guard.
"You have a butterfly mark on your body. It's not safe to leave you here alone. Doctor Bai might not be far away." Han Fei didn't dare to leave Shen Luo here alone. After thinking for a moment, he said: " You've been under a lot of pressure recently, how about I take you to relax?"
"Where should we go to relax?" Shen Luo looked at Han Fei eagerly: "I really want to go home, but there seems to be a ghost at home. How about I commit something and go to jail?"
"I'll take you to a good place. It's a club that few people know about. It's a great place to play." Han Fei took the Shao Kao shop owner's car keys in his hand and led Shen Luo downstairs.
"Really?" Shen Luo followed Han Fei downstairs: "It's not good for us to go there now. A murder just happened here. Don't lure the police over later."
"It's okay, I'm very familiar with the police." Han Fei patted Shen Luo on the shoulder. He took out his mobile phone and called Li Xue, telling him the photos and model of the modified car, as well as the situation here.
After the report, he got into the barbecue restaurant's car and asked Shen Luo to sit in the passenger seat.
"Do you really want to go?" Shen Luo is still a little unsure, but he really needs to relax now. His nerves are always tense and he is about to die. "Of course."
The vehicle started, and Han Fei directly followed the navigation and drove towards the more remote edge of the northern suburbs.
After running for half an hour, there were no lights on both sides of the road and it was completely dark. Shen Luo endured the whole journey and finally couldn't help but said: "Han Fei, are you sure you want to take me to relax?" "Yes." Ah, it's coming soon, don't worry."
"The club you mentioned is the same as the one I imagined, right?" Shen Luo grabbed his seat belt, a little nervous. "I don't know if it's different, but there are very large-scale and very explicit performances there." Han Fei was smiling and very calm.
"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person... I didn't bring any money and I lost my phone. Can you lend me some?" Shen Luo asked in a low voice, but Han Fei didn't reply. He drove the car into a small road. .
There was a faint fishy smell in the night wind, and they were already very close to the Shanghai Sea. After another ten minutes, the navigation completely lost its function.
After passing through several forks in the road, Han Fei followed the various prompts on the road signs, thought about the problem from a perverted perspective, and found a way. They finally stopped at an abandoned resort near the bay.
It's not appropriate to call it a resort. There are no traces of human life here, and many of the once luxurious buildings are in ruins.
"We're here." Han Fei handed Shen Luo the mobile phone of the Shaokao shop owner: "Cover the butterfly wound. Your current identity is the Shaokao shop owner. You are a pervert."
"What do you mean? Role play?" When Shen Luo looked up again, he found that Han Fei had changed his expression. The sick and twisted look in his eyes was almost overflowing. At first glance, he was not a good person.
"Don't be like this, I'm a little scared."
"Follow me." Han Fei didn't waste any time and led Shen Luo into Shishui Bay. They passed one building after another and finally stopped in front of an abandoned hotel. Even though it had been abandoned for a long time, the hotel could still be vaguely distinguished. It used to be luxurious and glorious, and only the truly wealthy would come here to play. "This is where No. 17 is?"?
Lowering their heads and entering the hotel, dim lights shone on Han Fei and Shen Luo. The wall to their left was covered with various masks, and the wall to their right had unopened isolation gowns and protective clothing.
"Why are there two here? Shouldn't it be one person?" A shrill voice came from not far away, and a man in strange black clothes walked out of the room. He was wearing a parrot mask: "Forget it. , after you choose your mask, come down with me. If you are afraid of getting your clothes dirty, you can put on protective clothing. Do you use your own tools, or do you use the ones we provide?"
"What can you offer?"
"Anything." The parrot man let out an unpleasant laugh. He kicked the cabinet next to him and a lot of torture instruments fell to the ground: "You have chosen, let's come together. You are so lucky. , just in time for the last show before dawn."
The parrot man led the way, and Han Fei also found a short knife that was handy. Only Shen Luo was still standing there, clutching Han Fei's clothes tightly: "Where did you bring me to?!" What's wrong? Han Fei waved the dagger skillfully: "Don't you want to watch an explicit performance?"
This chapter has been completed!