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63、Yi Ting
Lin Bobo gave Yi Ting food again, and Yi Ting hadn't eaten for a few days. This time she did not scream or resist fiercely. She waited for Limpopo to remove the rag that was stuck in her mouth and began to gobble up.
Limpopo looked at Yi Ting's food, and was flattered.
Yi Ting bit the steamed buns into his mouth and choked again. Limpopo gave her water, after she poured it down violently, she thanked Limpopo.
"No," Limpopo stammered, "No thanks."
Yi Ting has hair on her face, which makes her look smaller. She said to Limpopo: "I want to go to the bathroom."
Limpopo got up and dragged a basin from under the bed, motioning Yi Ting to use this. He reached out to pull the skirt for Yi Ting, Yi Ting almost screamed, but she resisted it. She gritted her teeth and swallowed even more of her throat.
"Thank you."
Yi Ting could even say thank you to Limpopo at the moment of tears, she lowered her head and let her hair cover her face. The skirt was pulled up and Yi Ting squatted down. She has never been as strong as this time, this shame will kill people.
She tried her best to make herself think of something else, think of her mother.
Yi Ting still hung her head when it was convenient, her eyes flushed red, and her face pale, like a puppet with a strong color matching. Her voice became hoarse because of the crying these few days, she said to Limpopo: "Can you untie me? I'll stay in this room...you are tied up too tightly, I really hurt."
Limpopo wanted to say no, but Yi Ting cried, showing her arm strangled by the rope.
"Please...I really hurt too much!"
The crying in the room was intermittent, and the girl's chest was rising and falling when she sobbed. Yi Ting's weak appearance satisfied Limpopo, especially when he saw that Yi Ting was still wearing the hairpin he gave.
"You stay, stay in the room," Limpopo touched Yi Ting's face with his unwashed hands, "Don't make any noise."
Yi Ting was trembling under Limpopo's touch. She nodded indiscriminately and looked at Limpopo with gratitude in her eyes.
Yi Ting has a high score in Limpopo's heart. She has excellent grades, dances ballet, and is very popular in school. She is the perfect prey in Limpopo's heart. Limpopo felt that she was holy and beautiful, and could purify her own filth. He wants to combine with Yi Ting.
"You're a good girl," Limpopo said solemnly, fiddle with Yi Ting's hair. "You do it, clean."
His mother would be proud of him, he didn't run with a bitch.
***
Limpopo's residence is on the edge of the village in the city, an old residential area with few people. This house is said to belong to his grandfather. His father also moved in after he married his wife, and Limpopo was born here.
He has a strange family.
Ever since Limpopo had memory, there has been no father in this family. His mother actually had a pretty face and a plump body. When Limpopo was in kindergarten, she often wore fashionable skirts, carried a decent handbag, and stood under the kindergarten doorplate waiting for him to leave school.
Limpopo vaguely remembered the scenery at that time, and even the teacher praised his mother for looking good. He lined up from school every day with his schoolbag on his back, and he could see his mother approaching with her waist like a spring willow from afar, and the sunset behind him was not worthy of the fucking demeanor.
Limpopo loves his mother, because his mother will take him home. When the mother and son passed by the small shop at the intersection, his mother would buy him some snacks. Whether it was melon seeds or popsicles, Limbobo’s head was raised.
At that time his dad still called home. His mother told him that his father was doing the project in the light-track area and that he would buy a house in the light-track area in the future and would take them all to live together. Limpopo felt that he was half of the light track area, and told others in the kindergarten that he would go to school in the light track area soon.
His mother yearned for life in the light track area, and Limpopo also yearned for life in the light track area.
But don’t know when, Limpopo found out that his mother stopped going out to work, and quarreled with the phone in the living room in the middle of the night. When Limpopo went to elementary school, his father did not come back and the phone did not ring.
His mother was sitting in the living room day after day, wearing that sequin camisole, cursing on the phone. She began to drink heavily and often sat barefoot in the living room crying. Her fluffy hair became disheveled, and her plump body gradually became thinner, until one day Limpopo was after school and found that the woman in the living room had completely changed.
Limpopo, arrange your shoes. You put it wrong, I let you put it in place! You idiot! Can't you see where the original position is?
His mother jumped in the living room and rushed to the hallway to twist Limpopo's ears. She yelled to him: "I'll let you set it up, set it up, set it up!"
Everything in this family must be in accordance with her rules, as long as there is a little error with her imagination, she will be crazy and hysterical. She started to furiously because of some trivial things, Limpopo was not only a punching bag, but also a trash can. She must control what clothes Limpopo wears today, what color his underwear, and what time he will go home.
She twisted Limpopo's ears and patted Limpopo's head. Her uncut nails scratched Limpopo's cheeks, but she did not allow Limpopo to cry. She covered his mouth like a nervous, and asked him to swallow the cry.
"You can't cry, your dad hates you crying!" His mother glared at Limpopo, approaching Limpopo's nose and mouth, "Because you are a stupid boy and have a bad brain, so your dad won't answer. Home. You mean kid!"
Limpopo couldn't breathe, the throat couldn't swallow even more, he burped against his chest, and made a "wheezing" sound as he suffocated.
"I told you not to cry!" His mother began to growl out of control, and began to cry, "It's all you, it's all on you, it's dead! You put your shoes in... hurry up!"
Limpopo was belching in a short breath, his face was full of snot and tears. He knelt on the ground and straightened his shoes, putting them in the position his mother asked for, exactly. He had a moment of anticipation for this, expecting his mother to return to normal, stopped the abuse and praised him.
But his mother just sat on the ground crying and never gave him a look.
Limpopo did not become a resident of the light track area, but he had this dream. Before going to bed every day, he prayed that his dad would show up, take them away, and take them to the light track area to be a master. He hoped day by day, night by night, when he was twenty years old, he finally changed his mind.
He is his dad's son. His dad lives in the light track area, and he lives in the light track area. He has not been picked up yet, all because he has to take care of his mother. He couldn't help but start looking forward to the day his mother died.
The atmosphere of the alliance in 2159 was tense, and the news was all about the situation. Limpopo watched on time every day. This is his responsibility as a master. He felt that he should care about the major affairs of the alliance. He always keeps the "light track area" in his mind, and gradually looks down on the people around him, thinking that they are all contemptible.
This is a question of descent.
Limpopo was first expelled for molesting a girl. He blocked them to the school laboratory, took off his pants, and hurriedly drew them, but his head was sweaty. He thinks this is a pedigree issue, and he can't be tough on others. But he enjoys the other's horrified expression, which makes him full of pleasure.
Limpopo was splashed with juice by the female classmates at the class reunion because of her straight gaze. He also thought that it was a pedigree issue. These rouge fans didn't understand at all, and they didn't deserve him. He was only conscientious in front of others and shrank at home, but he felt that his heart was very strong.
He will do something big sooner or later.
Limpopo's mother fell completely ill in 2160, and they were left in the family. His mother was lying in the bedroom. The weather was so hot that she couldn't turn over, and the bedding under her was covered with smell. She called Limpopo to turn her over, Limpopo just turned on the electric fan and sat on the bed to accompany her to blow the air.
There was an unclean sour smell in the room.
Limpopo always thought on the chair that his mother might have been killed by a car in his kindergarten, and the woman who lived in his house later was just a fucking twin sister. He looked at the fucking appearance in his sordid, dirty scolding, and he became more certain that this woman was a fake.
Her shriveled breasts were like a leaky balloon, falling on the side of the sequined sling that was intolerable. The whole person curled up like a monkey just born. Limpopo looked at her, and found herself powerful in her futile cry.
The woman could no longer poke his head with her fingers, and could no longer twist his ears, her skinny fingers would break. What is she? She is like the dirty mattress on this bed.
Limpopo waited for her to wither naturally. He put her on the bed and went out every day. He found that the small shop at the intersection had closed down and turned into a Liangpi shop. He saw the lady boss and felt that she was wearing tight skirts all day long, her buttocks could not be covered, she was very coquettish.
This is a bitch.
Limpopo thought.
I have the obligation to educate her, let her be polite and know what she should do.
So Limpopo walked into the Liangpi shop, stood behind the owner of the Liangpi shop, and pulled her skirt with her hand. The proprietress slapped him several times and beat him back again and again. He wanted to fight back, but saw that the proprietress was even picking up the kitchen knife.
"I'm the old ancestor!" The lady boss pointed at Limpopo with a knife, and cursed bitterly, "If you don't want me, I will chop it off today!"
She cursed so powerfully that Limpopo flees in a hurry. He didn't even dare to look back, but in his heart he felt that he had won.
This is a bitch!
Her mouth is so poisonous, it's nothing more than being pricked by herself, and she also knows that it is not good to wear such a short skirt.
Limpopo wandered aimlessly on the streets. The air in the parking area made him feel suffocated. No one knew him here, and no one knew his identity. He didn't quarrel with the boss's wife for the sake of dignity, and he didn't know the bitch. He felt like his dad. His dad didn't even call his mother in the end. Isn't it the same way?
Limpopo was sitting on the street with pride. The old lady picking up rubbish passed by him, and he shouted at the old lady, "Fuck you!"
The old lady staggered in fright.
Limpopo laughed. He picked up the drink bottle, threw it into the old lady's sack, and praised: "You understand and are sensible. I will go to the light track area in the future, and I will not forget it. Remember you."
He knows the world distortedly and is skeptical of everything in the news. He only believes in conspiracies, and the more unpredictable conspiracies posted on the Internet, the more convinced he is. He has a kind of worship for big people, and that kind of powerful role-Fu Chenghui is his idol.
It is said on the Internet that Fu Chenghui became a Panther sniper in his early twenties, who became the Panther and turned the tide in the Civil War. Limpopo's heart was ups and downs, and he also thought that the inspectors were all black panthers' lackeys, what shit Jiang Lian, these people are all unknown people, and they are all subject to Fu Chenghui's dispatch. Fu Chenghui turned his hands in the alliance to cover the clouds and the hands to rain. Even if the Light Track District Inspectorate detected a small case, Limpopo would also owe Fu Chenghui. He was obsessed with contradictory gossip and never checked himself. He thinks he has mastered the truth of the alliance, which makes him never see others again, he has been "smart" to the realm.
He is the only sober person here.
Limpopo decided to do something, let Fu Chenghui notice him, let the panther notice him. He is extremely talented and noble, and he wants to return to his real "home". Then he saw Wu Qionghua in front of the shop selling popsicles.
***
Yan Junxun split the circle and looked along the plots on the map.
The murderer was a young man living alone, not good at talking, and stuttering. Currently, the most likely job he does is a taxi driver. Yan Junxun suspects that his job in Lixing is also a driver. This occupation allows him to avoid talking with people and get close to Bai Jingqing.
"He may also have a bad record of obscenity," Yan Junxun looked at the sun and twisted the water, "stuttering made him unable to confidently chat with girls."
"None of these communities has a regular parking lot," Shi Shanyan opened the popsicle. "But he took the victim home for the first time, and he would park the car near his home to facilitate the removal of the body afterwards."
Yan Junxun blacked out where they were, which gave him new discoveries.
The residences of the five victims are connected like a five-pointed star.
Yan Junxun threw the empty water bottle into the trash can and drew a circle along the five-pointed star. He stared at the circle, thinking of Artemis and the Joker.
Yan Junxun poked the center and said, "Let's go here."
The weather was unusually hot, and overcast clouds had already accumulated over the mountain, and there was a kind of tranquility before the rain exploded.
***
The bedroom door opened, and Limpopo watched TV in the living room, looking back at Yi Ting from time to time.
Yi Ting got his shirt wet in this hot weather. She sat in the bedroom, motionless, looking out along the window, she could see the iron railing behind the fan, but she couldn't see anything outside.
She tried to listen to outside sounds, but there was no sound at the moment.
Yi Ting stopped screaming. She already understood that there was probably no one living next door. In order to maintain her strength, she became extra quiet.
Yi Ting pleased Limpopo with his obedient appearance. He happily watched TV and then looked at Yi Ting. This reminded him of his life with Bai Jingqing. Bai Jingqing always sat in the room and watched TV with him.
Bai Jingqing is pretty good, but it's a pity. Bai Jingqing took his hand and called to his brother to elope with him, but then went to bed with the steel boss. She said love to Limpopo, Limpopo believed it, it was the woman he met who knew him best, but he found the video of Bai Jingqing and the steel boss.
His mother was right.
□□ are cheap, he shouldn't be so good to Bai Jingqing.
Limpopo even felt a little regretful. He was so kind to Bai Jingqing, so good that it exposed his sadness at the time. Can the profiler understand? He also wiped Bai Jingqing's body.
It would be great if Bai Jingqing wasn't a good guy.
Limpopo stood up when he thought of this, and became anxious again. He felt that he had to hurry up to find a physique teacher. After he succeeded this time, his reputation would be even stronger. When everyone came to interview him, his father might be able to see him.
Limpopo wandered in spirit.
His dad is an engineer, but he has become a great master of crime. This is because blue is better than blue. His dad will be happy. Not only that, he also defeated the profiler, Fu Chenghui will also be attracted to him, he can enter the Panthers and begin to truly play for the league.
Limpopo firmly believes that Fu Chenghui will notice him because this is an "internal message" he received. In March of this year, someone found him on the Internet, knew his record well, and was full of praise for him, and told him that he was the evaluation officer of the Black Panther, and he was specially looking for him.
"If you can make things bigger," the other party urged, "you can enter the Panthers. Do you want to enter the Panthers? The commander needs talents like you."
Limpopo's mood improved again. He looked at Yi Ting and thought she was very cute. In that long gaze, he noticed Yi Ting's straight posture. He finally remembered that Yi Ting was a ballet dancer and she was a ready-made body teacher.
"You, hello," Limpopo stood up, excited to find a mentor, he was moved by his intelligence, "You are so good!" He squeezed into the bedroom, took Yi Ting's hand, and stumbled. "You teach me to stand up straight."
He thinks he can learn ballet, it's very simple.
Limpopo tugged Yi Ting and asked her to turn around, learning the way her former male classmates were: "You jump and tell me what to do."
Yi Ting's curled legs were slightly swollen, and her numbness made her stand unsteady.
Limpopo frowned, pulled Yi Ting straight, and emphasized, "How did you do it."
He felt the power of his mother in these words.
"Stand upright!" Limpopo felt that his body was full of power. He used to be like this when educating prey. He became majestic, "I will let you stand upright!"
Yi Ting's appearance of standing upright is funny, but the curvature of her shoulders and neck are very beautiful, which is the subtle beauty after a long time of ballet practice. Limpopo gradually felt that Yi Ting's perfection came from ballet. He tried to suck up his stomach and straighten his chest.
His clumsy imitation is like a frog inflating.
"I've been sitting for too long," Yi Ting said softly, "I can't jump..." She wiped her tears as she said, as if she was shocked by Limpopo's majesty, "I can teach you how to stand up straight," she was full of tears. His eyes looked at Limpopo carefully, "The shape is very simple...you...you can definitely learn."
The sun outside the window disappeared unknowingly, and the wind moved the trash on the ground. Limpopo pulled up the fluttering curtains, and decided to let Yi Ting live another night in order to learn the shape. He thinks he can learn quickly and become as graceful as the first class. He has that pedigree and doesn't need to be too laborious.
Limpopo even turned on the music specifically, he repeated the two actions of tucking his abdomen and raising his chest, looking forward to his own self in the room. He learns quickly because Yi Ting admires him so much. When he walked back to the mirror again, he obviously felt that he had changed.
Limpopo felt that the t-shirt was inappropriate, so he wanted to put on his grandpa's suit again. But he didn't forget to tell Yi Ting: "I am from the Light Track Zone."
Yi Ting shrank in the bedroom and looked at him with admiration.
She is so weak and pitiful, she can only tremble in her own shadow!
Like a successful person, Limpopo waved to Yi Ting casually: "Come here."
Yi Ting had already discovered that this person's brain was abnormal, and she showed a pale, pleasing smile in the door, smiling like crying. She was afraid of going out, the house was engulfing her, but she had realized that this was her last chance.
When Yi Ting came out barefoot, she almost slipped. She supported the wall in embarrassment and stopped a few steps away from Limpopo.
Limpopo felt his mother attached to him, and the sense of authority excited him. He can control everything! So he pointed to his feet and said to Yi Ting: "You kneel here."
Yi Ting knelt along the wall.
Limpopo shoved her head and pushed her to the ground. He said happily: "I made you kneel here, why don't you understand! Come here, kneel, kneel!"
Yi Ting wiped the tears from his face and crawled back to his original position. In this living coffin, she leaned against the ground, and kept meditating on her mother. She can bear it, and she can bear the gust of wind that comes in for slipping outside.
The world is beautiful.
This is what her mother said.
Yi Ting firmly believes that she can live. She refused to let go of this, or she was afraid she would go crazy. She wiped away the tears, and Limpopo pointed to where she was kneeling. She was too obedient, so obedient that Limpopo would forget about it.
Limpopo said: "You kneel here, don't move. I want to change clothes."
Yi Ting nodded in a panic. She looked at Limpopo in shock, telling Limpopo with her eyes that she would never run.
Limpopo admired his posture again, he and Yi Ting moved up and down. Yi Ting has become immortal, and it is him who has temperament.
This is the power of education.
Limpopo walked back triumphantly, turned around fancyly in the music, and walked to his grandfather's bedroom. He was dazzled by the success he was about to have. It's not to blame him, he has been waiting for too many years.
Yi Ting thought of the school's track and field competition, and everyone bounced out the moment the gunfire burst. She saw the entrance, only a few steps away from herself. Yi Ting feels her legs are sore, but she will use force. She found herself crying again, but she didn't wipe it, she just wanted to run.
Limpopo took out his suit and looked at Yi Ting again before taking off his t-shirt. Yi Ting knelt very honestly, so he picked up his t-shirt.
At this moment, there was a thunder in the dark sky outside. When the heavy rain was coming, Yi Ting got up and ran. She stumbled and scratched the coffee table. She fell to the ground in pain, but she quickly got up again.
"Liar!" Limpopo ripped off his t-shirt and yelled, "Batch!"
Yi Ting hit the door and she heard Lin Bobo's footsteps. This made her scream, pulling the door lock in the scream. When the door opened, she rushed out. The corridor was dark. She jumped down a few steps and rushed out amid Limpopo's screams.
Limpopo hurried to catch up.
Yi Ting stepped on the air during the run, she did not turn down, but stabilized her body with her amazing balance. She heard the sound of raindrops beating on the eaves of the iron door, and the unit door was approaching.
"Help," Yi Ting turned around the corner, "Help—"
However, her heart was cold, and a desperate cry broke out in the next moment.
The unit door was locked by the iron fence, and Yi Ting madly pulled the iron lock. The torrential rain blocked her screaming, and she was caught by Limpopo's hair.
"Please!" Yi Ting grabbed and kicked Limpopo in horror, trying to grab the iron fence door, "Help, help!"
"I killed you," Limpopo said neurotically, "I want to kill you!"
He pulled Yi Ting's hair upstairs.
When Yi Ting struggled, the hairpin fell off, and she held it tightly. Hu Xin's hairpin was cold, causing Yi Ting to explode in panting. She felt that she was crazy, but she could not go back. In the high-pitched scream, she pierced the hairpin against Limpopo's eyes.
"Go away!" Yi Ting cried sternly, "Go away!"
Limpopo's eyes were sore, he also yelled, but did not let go of Yi Ting's hand. He yelled: "Batch!"
The window in the corridor was suddenly shattered, and Limpopo's neck tightened and was dragged. He couldn't see his eyes, he yelled in a panic, and grabbed back.
The corridor was too narrow, Shi Shanyan tightened Limpopo's neck and put him on the ground. The shards of glass on the ground were kicked by Limpopo, Shi Shanyan picked up his back collar and hit the wall against it.
Limpopo fainted after a few hits, his neck was drooping, and his upper body was naked. Shi Shanyan saw rough fake tattoos on his back.
7-345.
Suddenly, Yan Junxun hugged Shi Shanyan's head from behind, and pressed Shi Shanyan on the steps.
Before Yi Ting could react from the panic, the bullet hit the iron railing beside her. She couldn't scream out this time, so she could only hold her head silently.
"The target appears," 7-004 put the gum into his mouth, and said into the headset, "I'm so happy to see the 001s—you can shoot."
The sound of rain hit the iron eaves.
The host system lied, and 7-004 dispatched by the Panthers had already arrived.
This is a round game.
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