For the first time, Chu Ping felt that the fat man next to him was a little perverted.
"This guy's psychology has been distorted to a certain extent. The woman in the orphanage probably never imagined until her death that the little boy she rescued turned out to be a psychopath."
Fatty's story doesn't seem to be over.
"Then the woman died. This was the second time I came into contact with death. It was a feeling that I couldn't describe.
Looking at the woman's twitching body lying on the ground and listening to her whining for help, I was not afraid, but I was wondering why she was different from Mummy Pig.
That day, I followed the example of a man, dismembered a woman's body, and hid it in the refrigerator of the orphanage..."
The story of the fat man came to an abrupt end, and it seemed that there was still much left to be told.
"Acting President, I have finished telling my story. I wonder if I am qualified?"
The fat man's fat body exposed outside the white mask seemed to be trembling with excitement.
"I won't comment on your story, but you are quite a pervert."
It was No. 8 who spoke. His eyes, through the mask, looked at the fat man with interest.
"I advise you to leave here now. If that lunatic No. 7 sees you, you won't be able to leave."
When No. 8 said this, it was as if he was talking about a very common thing, but it sounded a little different to Chu Ping.
"The fat man must have been seventeen when he killed that woman, and now she looks like she is in her mid-twenties." Chu Ping recalled everything the fat man said just now, "He just said that he was following someone to avoid something.
The association that came on the 9th...are you hiding from someone...could it be the police?"
Thinking of this, Chu Ping took another furtive glance at the fat man who showed no expression.
"It's very possible that in the past few years since I was released from the orphanage, I committed another crime. It may be one crime, or it may be many. However, this time I was targeted by the police, so I had no choice but to come here."
Chu Ping recalled some of the cases he had seen when he was in the police station.
"When the woman died, it was probably eight or nine years ago. At that time, there was a case related to the orphanage..."
Chu Ping's eyes suddenly opened wide. He remembered a case file he accidentally saw in the police archives when he was looking through the entire archives for a copycat.
"In the case of the fire at the Pingshan Welfare Home, I remember that the record at the time stated that the female nurse at the welfare home made an operating error and caused the equipment to catch fire, which led to the tragedy."
When he saw this case, Chu Ping felt something strange. The outcome of that tragedy was that the entire orphanage was burned down by the fire. Fortunately, except for one child who was missing, the other children were not injured or injured.
At that time, the land of the orphanage was being put up for sale. The director was worried that the impact of the matter would be too great and would not fetch a good price, so he hastily closed the case.
A month later, I heard that a wealthy businessman had purchased the orphanage.
"It seems that the original dean concealed a lot of things."
Chu Ping smiled and glanced at the fat man, and began to think about how to send him to Han Sanpin after dawn.
How did the fat man know what Chu Ping was thinking? He was staring at the interviewer with a crying face with his small eyes unblinking, waiting for him to give him an answer.
The interviewer with a crying face did not speak, but turned his attention to the newcomer on the other side of the fat man.
"Did you bring a story?"
The newcomer behaves very quietly, like a pool of stagnant water. No matter how noisy it is outside, he is just a pool of stagnant water.
But Chu Ping could see clearly that the newcomer's eyes were staring behind the crying interviewer, as if there was something there that could attract his attention.
The interviewer with a crying face seemed to notice the newcomer's eyes and just smiled without saying anything.
The fat man was waiting for the answer from the crying interviewer, while the newcomer kept staring at what was behind the crying interviewer. Chu Ping suddenly found that the atmosphere in the room seemed to become a little weird at this moment. No one took the initiative to speak, but everyone
Everyone is waiting for someone to take the initiative to speak.
For a moment, the place became extremely quiet.
"Bang--"
The first person to break the situation was the fat man who had been waiting for the answer from the crying interviewer. He seemed to be a little impatient.
"I don't believe what a damn ink mark there is. There is no place I can go except here."
The fat man slapped his hands on the table hard. It seemed that he slapped the table with too much force, causing the table to creak.
"I'm leaving! What a strange group of people!" I don't know what the fat man's psychology would be like when he said this sentence.
The interviewer with a crying face did not stop him, but allowed the fat man to drag his fat body slowly towards the door.
"It's such a pity that No. 7 can't see him anymore."
No. 8's voice was full of joking, and he didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for No. 7 or saying that the fat man had a good life.
"Who else is leaving?"
The interviewer with a crying face did not look at Chu Ping, but instead focused on the newcomer.
"If I leave now, will there be any punishment?"
This newcomer is a woman. Her business attire shows off her figure, and her short hair adds a dash of heroism to her.
The newcomer wore the same mask as No. 8. According to Chu Ping's previous guess, the woman should have been brought here by No. 8.
"There will be no punishment. The purpose of the association is to treat everyone's illnesses. Whether to join or not is entirely up to one's will. We will not impose any obstacles."
The woman seemed to be shaken by the words of the crying-faced interviewer. Her emotions that could not be concealed by her professional attire undulated slightly, but her eyes were still staring behind the crying-faced interviewer.
Chu Ping also followed the woman's gaze and looked over. Ever since Jiang Qing became a red-coat, Chu Ping felt that his eyesight seemed to be much better. He could see some small things clearly, even in the dark.
You can also vaguely see the outline of the other party.
"Could it be that I have night vision? Alas, it's a pity that I don't have X-ray vision."
Chu Ping felt a little sorry for his vision problems, but his thoughts soon earned him a big slap from Jiang Qing.
Looking intently, he vaguely saw a red shadow in the darkness. When Chu Ping saw the shadow, he clearly felt the diary in his backpack and trembled slightly, like a mouse seeing a cat.
It seems like it was an instinctive reaction.
"The existence that even Sister Jiang is afraid of... is it the existence above the red clothes?"
Chu Ping couldn't imagine it. He knew that the Weird Tales Association must have a very high foundation, but he didn't expect that he could casually see a person suspected of being in red.
"That······"
The woman's body is about to leave the chair.
"You'd better wait a little longer."
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