MTL - Dreadful Radio Game-Chapter 1

Blushing lips, blurred nights;

Tonight,

Be indulgent;

In the center of the ballroom, men and women shake their bodies and dance with the beats of music. The white thighs, the sweaty chest muscles, the feminine femininity, and the male hormones interweave a crazy whirlpool.

At the corner of the dance floor, a man wearing Nike sportswear sat there, with smoke and wine in front of him. The heat waves and dust around him seemed to have no effect on him. He just subconsciously put his face. , hidden in the dark corners of the light.

It’s not that there’s no hot dancers who come over and ask him to dance, but they are automatically rejected by his cold attitude. His whole person, and here, is really out of place;

A woman in white-collar overalls slammed out of the dance floor and went to the toilet;

At this time, the man took the cigarette on the table, put it in his pocket, got up, and went to the toilet. Like a hunter waiting for prey, he began to trace the prey.

After the woman rushed into the toilet, she began to spit directly in the washbasin. The toilet immediately filled with a sour taste. The woman opened the faucet and slammed the water in the washbasin while holding a handful of water. Face.

The cold water hit the face, and she was awake in the mood of being lit on the dance floor. However, when she opened her eyes again, she was shocked by the shadow behind her in the mirror.

"you…………"

The woman wants to talk, but she can't say it. The other **** have locked their necks. They can't make a sound at all. The other person's movements are so familiar that they can't be familiar with each other, just like doing something that is often done. Things don't need to be deliberate, just a natural one.

At the same time, the other hand raised his hand and held a knife in his hand.

"Although I really don't like to talk nonsense, but this is the rules of the club, I have to say: Your sin, escaped the secular sanctions, but can not escape our ruling."

"puff……"

Without too many preludes, the knife edge quickly penetrated the woman's chest and turned clockwise;

The man's palm sticks to the wound to prevent the blood from splashing out.

After the woman’s body trembled twice, she fell to the ground as the man let go.

The man began to rinse his knife with the water in the washbasin, washed his hand, and then, in the mirror, sorted out his clothes.

All of this, he has done it very carefully and done very well;

A young but pale face appeared in the mirror, handsome, with a strange excitement, this should be the reason for just killing people, killing, always able to bring this pleasure to yourself.

He is also very obsessed with the feeling of killing, even if it is infected with drugs, he can't extricate himself.

The female corpse on the ground is still squinting and dead.

The man took out a small bag from his pocket, and all of them were sea, Luo, and cause;

He doesn't take this because the pleasure of drugs is far less than the kind of stimuli that murder brings.

"Snapped……"

The small bag was torn open, and the sea, Luo, and was scattered around the female body.

Subsequently, the small bag was also thrown by the man next to the female body.

This nightclub is not clean. The man believes that the owner of this store will not think about protecting the scene and then dialing 110 after discovering a female body full of drugs.

Finally, I looked at the female body deeply, took a deep breath, and realized the final aftermath of the murder. The man’s face finally returned to normal. He smiled at the mirror and confirmed that his smile began to become After nature, not so artificial, he pushed the door of the women's toilet, removed the brand being cleaned, and went out.

From beginning to end, he was convinced that he had avoided all the corners of the camera, and he was sure that he had not been noticed by the people around him. Of course, when killing, he certainly left a lot of traces, but he believed that he would worry about the nightclub boss who would bear the responsibility. Help yourself to be good, the most unsatisfactory, will also deal with the body, so that you can rest assured.

Out of the nightclub, the cold wind came outside, the man hit a sly, as if he had just returned to heaven from heaven, yes, the nightclub, the toilet, the female corpse, for him, it was heaven because he I realized the warmth and comfort that I can only experience in heaven.

"Life, good."

The man said to himself, his voice, a little hoarse.

Taking out the mobile phone, the man opened the taxi software and called the car.

Soon, a driver took the order and the other party called quickly.

"Hey, is Mr. Su Bai? Is your position correct? Is it on the side of the road behind the side door of the burning nightclub?"

Su Bai slightly frowns, this taxi software will automatically display his registered name to the driver, which makes him somewhat resentful. Now, after releasing his depressed emotion, he becomes very awake. Be clear, your name, tonight, the farther away from this place, the better.

"Yes, I am here."

Su Bai replied, while paying attention to the time, pulling the collar of the sportswear up, and wearing a hat on the back, letting his entire face, except for a pair of eyes, the rest are hidden.

"Well, I will come right away."

The driver hung up the phone, but Su Bai’s eyes narrowed slightly.

When the driver just talked, the tone seemed very urgent. This was not the kind of shortness of breath just after exercise, but the reaction of a mood that naturally went out of control just after a terrible thing.

After killing, the brain has cooled down;

Su Bai is now very sensitive.

Three minutes later, a black Audi car stopped.

The driver is also 30 years old, his hair is a bit messy, and the clothes also have the residue of bread crumbs. The image of a private car owner who drives a car late at night, but Su Bai sees the driver’s driving position through the window, there are several The cigarette butts that were wiped out were flashing.

A private car owner came out to work late at night, but he did not care for his car. The average person who smoked in his car was reluctant to let the smoke smell into the car, but he directly put the cigarette **** that was not extinguished. Feel free to drop under the seat.

"Get on the bus, boy." The driver smiled and waved at Su Bai.

Su Bai nodded. Instead of going directly to the back, he chose to bypass the front of the car and sit in the co-pilot position.

"You have arrived at the designated location, the passenger has got on the bus, now navigation begins."

The driver skillfully started the car and handed a pack of cigarettes.

"Isn't smoking buddy?"

Su Bai shook his head and took out his own cigarette.

"I have got."

"I smoke the same." The driver is very enthusiastic.

"no need."

"Pull it, don't be polite, pump, pump, pump, pump, pump!"

The driver's tone began to get rushed, but he did not seem to realize his own gaffe.

Su Bai nodded and took a cigarette from the other cigarette case.

The driver was happy to put his eyes on the front again and continue driving.

The car radio is holding a midnight gold show, singing Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey", but the song is halfway, and suddenly there is a murmur.

["Welcome to the terrorist broadcast, I am the show host, I don't have a name, because here, the name doesn't make sense."]

The driver slammed the display violently. "What brains are ruining things, fooling children."

The driver is ready to change channels. However, although the finger keeps going, the touch screen does not respond at all, and it is still fixed on the channel segment.

"Bad? Dead?"

The driver muttered and patted the touch screen, and even began to use his fists.

Su Bai slowly squeezed the smoke next to him, and the other hand silently clenched the knife in the pocket that had just killed the person. The driver was obviously in an inexplicable emotional state. This reminds him of the first time he killed himself, and it looks like this.

"This is a ghost story today. I hope that the audience will calm down and listen to it;

In a private car, two people were sitting together. They were brought together by a taxi software. The owner was a 31-year-old man engaged in insurance work. The passenger in the first officer position was a 22-year-old college student.

This is nothing, it is normal, isn't it?

There are a lot of people who are insured now, and they are very light. Even if they don’t run the business, they can get a monthly fee and get a sum of money every month. Of course, if there is no performance, the money will not be much, so the driver can only Driving subsidy income in the evening;

College students can explain his excellence, but it is not too special.

However, the turning point of the story takes place here.

The driver, who had just escaped, had just killed a girl who had crossed the road, and then drove away directly. When the shock was undecided, he took the order. ”

The driver slammed, and looked at the touch screen with disbelief, then twisted his head hard and looked at Su Bai sitting in the co-pilot position;

Su Bai saw from his pupils the shock, the fear and the hysterical hidden in the deepest.

The sound of the radio continues:

"And the college student sitting in the co-pilot position is a murderous patient. He must now kill a person at intervals to resolve his inner depression. Just now, he was in a family called "Flaming Night Club." In the toilet, she killed a dancing female white-collar worker."

The driver immediately retracted to the side of the door and looked at Su Bai’s gaze as if he was watching a murderous demon.

Yes, he escaped, but he didn't want to kill, but the passenger he pulled was a murderer!

The radio's voice paused for a while, then deliberately lowered the voice:

"Below, let this story go into the high, the, the tide..."

"boom!"

The driver and Su Bai both watched the front window together. On the windshield, a girl with a distorted face was lying there, half of her face had collapsed, but she still had the only remaining eyeball pair. The person inside the car window, she is smirking.

Then Su Bai felt a cool feeling behind him. He turned his head silently and saw a woman sitting on the back of the car. There was a **** knife on the woman's chest, and it was still going out. There is black blood flowing out.

It seems that I saw Su Bai’s gaze. The woman cracked her mouth and began to laugh:

"Hehehehe............"