Chapter 1021: "Daytime Rain" Screening (VIII)

After a moment, the handwriting disappeared, and the camera followed Mawson's figure as he walked with his head down and put his pocket in his pocket. He crossed the intersection and turned into an alley, silently witnessing him taking out his keys and walking into the apartment.

"——Hello, Cao Hao?"

Mawson's signature hoarse sweet voice sounded, and the scene cut to the inside of the house. Cheap dark light shone from the corner of the screen, illuminating a small piece of reflection on the dark window glass. The slightly upward shooting angle showed the messy piles of food on the low coffee table. The take-out box was out of focus. The exaggeratedly thin Mohsen was leaning sideways, holding a mobile phone in one hand and fidgeting with the other hand on the stove where the details could not be seen clearly. The almost voyeuristic perspective intensified the tension of watching the movie. Colton unconsciously held his breath.

Cao Hao's voice on the other end of the call was slightly distorted: "It's me. What, the money has already been sent to you."

"That's not it." Moson's left hand farther away from the camera is still fiddling with it, as if he is picking and choosing, "I want you to come here now."

Even under the sound of electric current, Cao Hao's panic was obvious: "Now? It's already this time... What's wrong?"

"That's right,"

Mawson raised a narrow-edged kitchen knife with his left hand and turned it over repeatedly to check. The blade of the knife occasionally reflected a thin cold light as he moved.

"I want to kill someone, so I asked you to come over and help me."

"W-what?"

Moson tilted his head and clamped the phone between his ear and shoulder. He freed up his right hand to grab a rag and began to wipe the knife. Occasionally, he paused slightly, as if he was picking out stains with his nails: "When I was in high school, the class was not Is there a guy named Tian Gang, that short guy with a round face? I want to kill him now and bury him in the suburbs."

"Huh? No, wait, I can't do this-"

With his head tilted, Mawson turned around (Colton took a sudden breath), holding a shiny kitchen knife in his left hand, and touching his cell phone with his right hand:

"I don't mind being jailed for what happened to He Ye back then, but it must be quite troublesome for you, right?"

He looked at the knife in his hand, his tone was as calm as if he was making a routine, but his whole body, including his expression, was extremely gloomy. Only his brown hair was illuminated by the dim light bulb, and his pale face looked even more cold. .

"If you hadn't come to help, I don't know what I would have done."

The threat in the words was completely unconcealed, just like the light of the knife reflected on Mo Sen's face at this moment.

"Don't be like this, please spare me..."

Cao Hao begged sadly, and Mo Sen raised his face. Just when Damon thought he was going to get angry on the phone, the screen cut to the bed in the bedroom.

Tian Gang and Qiu Xue were lying side by side on the quilt with warm patterns. The room they were in was equally dark, but this was only because there was only an ordinary bedside lamp turned on.

Similar brightness, completely different atmosphere, the strong contrast made it difficult for Colton to breathe, for fear that Mawson's gloomy face would be revealed behind the curtains in the next second.

"Excuse me."

Tian Gang's murmuring slightly eased the panic, "I didn't behave well."

"No." Qiu Xue turned sideways, and even if it wasn't a close-up, you could still see the sweet smile on her face.

"Well, that." Tian Gang also turned to face her, "I kind of want to ask - of course asking these questions may make you unhappy - but..."

Qiu Xue said softly, "Huh?"

Tian Gang put his hands on his bare shoulders and rubbed them again and again:

"That's right, Xiaoxue, how many people have you done this with before me...?"