With a huge roar, the big car hit the police car hard, sending the police car flying away like a ball.
"Boom!" The police car hit the tall building next to it and then fell to the ground. All the glass in the car shattered.
"Ah!" Gu Qianqian's body was covered in blood, and the broken glass shards were like countless sharp knives that cut countless holes in her body.
But Gu Qianqian was not dead. Although she was covered in blood, with no trace of intact skin visible, and her right leg was broken in the impact, she was not dead.
Gu Qianqian gritted her teeth and struggled to climb out from the broken window.
Seeing such a slight shaking, Meng Nan and Chen Ruier hurriedly ran towards the direction of the police car.
Gu Qianqian looked at the two people who were getting closer and closer, her eyes full of hope of survival. She crawled desperately, even if the remaining glass fragments scratched her lower abdomen full of holes, she did not stop at all.
"Crunch."
At this moment, Gu Qianqian heard the sound of metal breaking not far away.
Gu Qianqian looked up and looked at where the sound came from.
Streetlight, that was the streetlight she relied on before entering the mental hospital.
The pole of this street lamp was slowly breaking, so slowly that Gu Qianqian could clearly see how the iron sheet was breaking bit by bit.
"No!" As Chen Ruier shouted, the street lamp finally broke, and the sharp edges of the lamp body pierced Gu Qianqian's head.
Seeing that Gu Qianqian was dead, Meng Nan grabbed Chen Ruier who was about to run over and said coldly: "Let's go back and see Lao Xia!"
"Lao Xia?" Chen Ruier was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
Indeed, if Gu Qianqian is dead, will something happen to Xia Wenqing as well?
So Meng Nan and Chen Ruier hurriedly ran to Meng Nan's house.
Ji Chengming stood at the elevator entrance on the first floor, looking at the head that happened to fall into his arms, and froze on the spot.
He had just come back and was about to ask for the elevator to go up to the second floor, but the elevator door opened and it was this head that came down.
Lin Shengying's head was already mangled with blood, but Ji Chengming still recognized it at a glance.
"Gulu." After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Ji Chengming shivered all over, then threw his head out, then turned and walked towards the stairs.
Going up the stairs to the second floor, Ji Chengming happened to bump into someone who was running out with a frightened face.
However, Ji Chengming did not stop and glanced at the naked woman at the elevator entrance.
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The headless corpse shivered again, then returned to the room, picked up the things and walked out.
"Temple, you must go to the temple!" This was the only thought in Ji Chengming's mind.
Just as Ji Chengming took a taxi and drove to the nearest temple, Zhao Kuo and Zhao Weiwei finally chose their target.
They were two tramps, the least scarce occupation in this country, and also the most dangerous occupation.
Whether in movies, TV series or even anime, the scapegoat is usually this kind of person.
There is no way around it. As a scapegoat, the homeless man is in a unique position.
No identity, no relatives, no friends, no social connections. No one cares about me when I am alive, and no one knows me when I am dead.
However, Zhao Kuo did not choose randomly. He clearly remembered that the protagonist in the movie did not extend his life long because he killed someone who was already about to die.
So Zhao Kuo and Zhao Weiwei observed for a long time before selecting these two homeless people.
The two homeless men are both in their forties. Although they have certain disabilities (one of them has lost his entire right leg, and the other is obviously a little stupid), at least they have no other problems.
In Zhao Kuo's opinion, these two tramps can live for at least thirty or forty years.
The most important thing is that the two of them live together on weekdays, living together under the bridge, without contact with anyone except each other.
This is simply a perfect target. Once you kill them, not only can you solve the problem of two people dying at the same time, but there will be almost no consequences.
Thinking of all this, Zhao Kuo and Zhao Kuo no longer hesitated and killed him directly.
After all, they don't know when death will come to them, and delaying for one more minute is very dangerous.
On the other hand, Meng Nan and Chen Ruier hurried back home and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Xia Wenqing was fine.
"What's wrong? Are you so flustered?" Xia Wenqing put down the book in his hand and looked at the two in confusion.
"Gu Qianqian is dead." Meng Nan said directly.
Then, Meng Nan recounted what happened before. After hearing this, Xia Wenqing frowned tightly.
"Although I felt something was wrong at home, I didn't encounter any danger." Xia Wenqing thought, "In other words, I am not the person behind Tian Hua."
"Not at all?" Meng Nan asked doubtfully.
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"Not at all." Xia Wenqing nodded firmly: "You said that before Gu Qianqian died, Ruier almost died... Do you have any news about Lin Shengying?"
"No." Meng Nan shook his head: "But I guess he may be dead."
"Indeed. According to the order we expected, since Tian Hua is not me, it should be Lin Shengying, then me, and then Gu Qianqian." Chen Ruier thought: "If this is the case, the next one is Lao Meng
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After hearing this, Meng Nan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a chill coming down his spine. He turned around suddenly but saw nothing.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ruier asked doubtfully.
"Perhaps, it has already arrived." Meng Nan thought for a moment: "Ruier, before you encountered the death design, did you feel anything unusual?"
"Abnormal?" Chen Ruier recalled carefully, and then said uncertainly: "There seems to be some, just a feeling of being watched by something, very subtle."
"Yeah." Meng Nan nodded and thought hard.
"What's wrong?" Xia Wenqing asked.
"Do you think the God of Death is a person? Someone with special abilities?" Meng Nan replied.
"Human? Indeed, I remember watching some movies in which someone could make murder look like an accident." Chen Ruier nodded: "But why? Why did he kill us?"
"Paranoia." Meng Nan thought: "He may have extremely serious paranoia. For example, he created the first death design to retaliate against society or to kill someone. He didn't care what happened because of this design.
No matter how many people died, he cared about someone seeing through his plan and escaping. So he wanted to kill those who escaped one by one."
"If you say so, it is indeed possible." Chen Ruier nodded: "I remember that the God of Death actually showed up in the movie. For example, in the first movie, the teacher saw it from the reflection of the kettle. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could indeed see it.
to the shadow of his existence.”
"But there is a problem here." Xia Wenqing said: "There has been no news of flight accidents recently, so Lin Shengying and the others must have arrived safely in the east. So, how did he kill Lin Shengying first and then set up Ruier?
?The God of Death is not a person, but a group? Or is Lin Shengying not dead at all? The God of Death is really powerless?"
"This..." Meng Nan was about to speak when he heard the sound of breaking glass suddenly coming from the room...
