Thriller Game: The Mad Beauty Who Has No Martial Morality

Xia Lingge tilted her head, her untied long hair sliding down her face to her shoulders. The lights on the roof were so bright that it cast a shadow on her brows:

"Tell me, what's different?"

He Zhinian raised his eyes and looked at the girl. Even though she was in such a depressed place, her expression was still calm and calm. He attributed her calmness and calmness to 'illness' more than once, but he also I have to admit from the bottom of my heart that Xia Lingge like this will always have the most unique charm.

He put away his eyes and continued: "Ling Ge, you have been different from others since you were a child. You have never cried, laughed, been moved, or been sad since you were a child. All your behaviors are as if the computer has been programmed for a long time." A well-programmed machine, you are so plain that you are boring, but I understand you, you want to restore yourself, you want to seek emotions that ordinary people can experience, and pursue excitement. I shouldn't stop you or anything, but... I can't watch it either. If you keep making mistakes again and again, those will be human lives, I..."

"Congratulations to Zhinian."

Xia Lingge interrupted him calmly: "Look into my eyes and say it again."

He Zhinian rubbed his hands for a moment, but instead showed greater pain and annoyance. He lowered his head again and again: "Xiao Lingzi, you know I don't dare to look at you now. This kind of The torture of giving you away is also killing me."

He paused and continued: "But Ling Ge, you can't indulge in those things anymore. Although blood can bring you a trivial pleasure, it is only a fleeting thing, and... those are human lives."

Can't tell the rest anymore.

He Zhinian was just trying to persuade her over and over again to "turn around and find another way", but every word of advice he said was the hand that pushed her into the abyss.

Xia's father put down the monitor, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows in pain. From years of experience, he could see that He Zhinian was not lying, which meant that everything he said was true, and Xia Lingge...

There was a dead silence in the listening room.

Officer Xiao Zhang also took off the monitor and looked at Father Xia with some confusion: "Master..."

He didn't know how to comfort him. Father Xia waved his hand: "Don't worry about me, just do whatever you want to do. But some rose watches alone can't explain the problem. We have to check again. Before that, don't make any announcement. If it's true..."

The rest of his voice faded into silence.

But everyone present knew what it meant.

Xia Lingge was taken away and put under custody.

And He Zhinian was also questioned again.

Things seemed to be going on as usual according to the procedure, but no one knew that when dawn broke, the crime would begin.

"Hello, Officer Xia, is it true that the recent sudden death case was actually a deliberate murder?"

"Officer Xia, each victim is wearing a rose-like watch. What do you think of this?"

"Officer Xia, we heard that your daughter is a patient with apathy. Will she commit this serial murder because of her pursuit of excitement?"

"Officer Xia..."

Countless cameras were flashing, and the microphones were rising and falling like jagged mountains. Father Xia had a cigarette in his mouth and walked toward the police station without saying a word. Officer Zhang waved his arm to the person he wanted to interview. The reporters all stopped outside, then followed Xia's father and said in a hurry: "We have obviously blocked the news, but for some reason a large group of reporters suddenly came to the door. Not only did they know about Ling Ge's situation, but they also reported all the sudden death cases. The connection is made, Master..."