"Little girl! Little girl, come and save me, she wants to kill someone! She is the murderer! She just killed someone, and now she wants to kill me!"
The middle-aged man couldn't hold on anymore. Seeing that the knife was about to stab his heart, he quickly called Mo Zhenzhen to help.
Mo Zhenzhen seemed to be frightened. She was holding the newspaper and didn't know what to do. In the end, she could only speak anxiously.
"Stop fighting, you two, stop fighting. There may be some misunderstanding."
The middle-aged man's face was sweating more. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength to suck milk. His sallow face was a little red from the exertion of holding in his breath.
But the sharp knife still penetrated his body bit by bit, which made him more and more panicked, and he explained in a tearful voice.
"I didn't kill anyone. My wife committed suicide. I just arranged her to be accidental. We also have a child. I have cirrhosis and I won't live long. Our child is still so young and he is still so...
Small!"
When the child was mentioned, the murderous eyes of the middle-aged woman fluctuated. The sharp knife piercing the middle-aged man's body froze and did not penetrate further. However, the middle-aged woman did not relax at this time.
Looking straight at the middle-aged man.
"You also have a child?" The middle-aged man nodded quickly and talked about his son with red eyes.
"My child is only seven years old this year, he is only seven years old! He is still a child, only in elementary school. I was fired from the company after I was diagnosed with cirrhosis of the liver. I drank my liver to death because of running business.
The company fired me even though I didn't care. I still have a car loan and a house loan, and I still have children and the elderly..."
The middle-aged man shed tears as he spoke. He cried and begged the middle-aged woman to let him go. At this time, Mo Zhenzhen came over and stretched out her weak white hands to support her tentatively.
The shoulders of a middle-aged woman.
"Stop. Maybe there is some misunderstanding. He also said that he only faked the scene of his wife's murder to defraud her insurance. Maybe he really didn't hurt his wife. He said he did it for his children. He has cirrhosis of the liver.
In fact, if this disease is properly treated, he can live for a long time. He still has children to take care of. If he can have money, he might be able to survive..." Therefore, the insurance fraud may not be just for the sake of the children, but also because he needs money for treatment.
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Mo Zhenzhen's words once again stimulated this middle-aged woman.
A fierce flash flashed in her eyes, and the stagnant strength of her hand increased again, and the tip of the knife continued to pierce the middle-aged man's chest steadily!
Just when the middle-aged woman was fierce and focused on killing the person under her! Suddenly there was a pain on the side of her neck, and something cold and hard pierced into her body, and then the thing was suddenly pulled out
, blood spurted out from the wound, blocking her ability to breathe.
Mo Zhenzhen stepped back steadily with her black hair disheveled. Her fair and slender hands held the silver hairpin she used to tie her hair. The silver hairpin and her hands were stained with the middle-aged woman's blood.
Containing all the attention of the middle-aged woman, and then killing her with one blow, Mo Zhenzhen's expression was a little gloomy with her back to the candlelight, and there was no fluctuation in her silent eyes, as if she had done this kind of thing thousands of times.
General proficiency and calmness.
The middle-aged woman let go of the sharp knife in disbelief and used her hand to cover her pierced neck.
At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been suppressed by the middle-aged woman also changed his previous panic. He quickly and accurately pulled out the sharp knife from his chest and inserted it into the middle-aged woman's chest without any delay.
To ensure that she has no chance of survival!
The middle-aged woman staggered back, retreating step by step into the darkness.
As she was dying of consciousness, the middle-aged woman saw two figures standing against the light.
They are obviously different genders, and their appearance is completely different in terms of height, height, fatness and thinness.
But at this moment, in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, the two people felt a strange sense of unity!
The middle-aged woman fell down, and the blood slowly spread out. She twitched twice and then stopped moving.
【Ding!】
[Congratulations to player Mo Zhenzhen for winning this game and achieving the murderer’s winning ending. 】
[Player Mo Zhenzhen is asked to put on the ring and leave the room automatically after five minutes. 】
[A very interesting double performance, I look forward to seeing you next time~]
【Ding!】
Mo Zhenzhen looked back at the table. A thin ring made of gold, silver and black filaments, woven and beaten, was lying quietly on the table.
Mo Zhenzhen stared at the ring and hesitated for a moment before putting it on.
Mo Zhenzhen put the ring on the index finger of her left hand, and it was just the right size.
"Sure enough, you killed her. Mo Zhenzhen, Mo Zhenzhen, I didn't expect that a loyal dog like you would one day 'devour the master.'" The middle-aged man's slightly mocking voice came from a distance.
Come on, it turned out that the moment Mo Zhenzhen put on the ring, the middle-aged man had already walked through the darkness to the hanging corpse, and reached out to remove the hair on the corpse.
Her hair was pulled apart, revealing a face very similar to Mo Zhenzhen's and a blood-stained hospital gown.
At this moment, Mo Zhenzhen also had her hair loose, wearing the same hospital gown, with the same long hair hanging to the ground.
Mo Zhenzhen did not raise her head. She kept turning the ring on her index finger. She was not in the habit of wearing rings, so the ring made her very uncomfortable.
"She committed suicide by cutting her wrists and wanted to drag us to die together." Mo Zhenzhen stated something that had happened in a cold voice.
The middle-aged man let go of his hand holding the corpse's hair. Although there was still a smile on his face, there was some regret in his tone.
"She wanted to die for more than a day or two..." This was not the first time she committed suicide, but it was the first time Mo Zhenzhen took action against her.
Mo Zhenzhen didn't explain anything, her eyes kept on the ring on her left hand. No one knew what she was thinking about.
She didn't know where she touched the ring when she turned it, and traces of dark red flowed out of the ring, and then formed paragraphs of text in mid-air.
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Real name: Mo Zhenzhen
Health level:medium
Core skills: [Play partner]: As a high-quality actor, how can he not have an equally good partner when acting? Triggering this skill will randomly select a sub-personality to play with the player. The sub-personality
The physical data of the main character will completely copy the physical data of the main personality, with no additional skills and no pain perception. It can only be used for play-acting, and there is a chance of backlash. If the sub-personality dies in the game, the sub-personality will disappear.
Have skill cards:——
Props:——
Clear Ami's Room: "Where is the Real Murderer" Rating: Good
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The middle-aged man walked up to Mo Zhenzhen when she was looking at the red letters. As a sub-personality, he also saw the red letters floating in the air.
Only then did he reach out his hand to touch his bleeding chest with some fear, and said with some lingering fear.
"It turned out that I was really going to die... almost."