What is the difference between a madman and a genius, you say There was nothing to say later.
Liu Yang shifted his gaze downward.
What was left behind was a thick bloody palm print.
Although he only has half a block, although he can't see it very clearly.
But his heart was cold and piercing.
Even if there was a fire roasting in front of him, it couldn't warm his heart.
Coolly fell into the lake and swallowed the cold ice slag.
Liu Yang found that what it opened was not a diary, but the evil deeds of a sinful person.
And this is not like a last word, but a show off to someone's heart.
And now Liu Yang has a bigger doubt in his heart.
Liu Yang observed that the font on this diary was the same.
It's quiet around, and it's quiet to hear the heart.
It's also cold around, and it would be nice to have a torch when it's cold.
But no matter how cold the air was, it couldn't resist the coldness in his heart at this time.
Because he had a bigger problem in his mind, which appeared in his mind, and could not be dissipated for a long time.
Could it be that all of these people are actually one person?
The sins and punishments they committed were all inflicted by one person.
But why do different characters appear.
Liu Yang had some guesses that this person was probably a psychopath.
He played countless roles alone, standing in his head and imagining that someone would hurt him.
So during the day he stayed in the house as if he were nobody, but at night, his demonic incarnation appeared.
Constantly shuttling in the black night, countless tragedies back and forth.
Maybe he's in this room now, and that psycho used to be in his place.
Motionless in the black, if you don't pay attention, you don't know that there will be a person here.
Will you also look up and look at the sky outside through the window?
The night was dark, the sky was blue, the woods were silent, and his heart was mad.
But instead of feeling repentant about his latest, he was a little smug.
No one saw it, and no one noticed.
But a more distorted thought in his heart was born on this night.
Although he plays countless people like an actor.
But no one has seen him perform so perfectly and exquisitely.
He's the only one on it.
He is the only one in the audience who appreciates his own art.
Regardless of whether the performance is good or bad, bad or beautiful.
No one appreciates it at all.
So in honor of this event.
He recorded everything that happened as if it were history.
Alone, in a black hut.
Smile and admire your beautiful artwork.
Looking up, chaotic eyes couldn't see what was going on in his mind.
But he curled the corners of his lips slightly.
Because he has a new script.
He will leave another mark in history.
Liu Yang turned the diary to the last page, and sure enough, the rest was the same as it had guessed.
On the last page of the diary, there is a handprint.
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And Poplar noticed that the handprint was exactly the same as the red bloody palm that had been left on the white wall when he entered the house.
It is like a person who has left an imprint on his visit to this place, and it is also like a special mark of a person.
It's like a seal or a signature.
This is his characteristic mark.
Because fingerprints can represent that he is unique.
There is a small font underneath the red bloody palm handprint.
But it was also too dark, and Liu Yang couldn't see it clearly at all.
Poplar was a little closer to the fire.
Even the closest ones are a little hot.
In the flickering firelight, shadows drifted around.
Liu Yang didn't notice at all.
Now he's fully engaged in the diary.
Because he felt that if he read this diary, he would be able to find out what was going on in this hut.
Because there are two very big doubts in his heart.
If this is a hidden place where the craftsman fled here.
So how did they get here?
And what is the reason for coming here?
Listening to the meaning of this diary, it seems that the owner of this house has been here for many years.
Although the forest was very large, why didn't he find Xiao Ke?
And listen to their names, it should be a foreigner.
But this diary is written entirely in Chinese.
This is also the biggest doubt that plagues Liu Yang.
Liu Yang held his breath and stared, secretly looking for some secret from this.
"Hey, guess who I am I guess who you are.
Where did you get this diary?
Do you think I'm one of those people in this matter?
By the time you read this, you must have been caught in the middle of it.
Then you must have seen that mad bunny. yes, it's kind of crazy.
It's crazy, you can't catch it at all, you run like a rabbit.
No, he was meant to be a rabbit.
Hey, are you still listening to me I wonder what happened here You must be surprised, I guessed all the thoughts in your heart, and I quietly tell you a secret.
Because I used to be the same person as you.
Ah, the number of slots below is not enough.
I don't think I can write too much.
Then I'll just make a long story short with you.
If you want to find me, someone will come.
That guy will tell you the answer.
Don't ask me who I am, because he'll be angry when he mentions me.
Angry ones will tear me apart.
So, goodbye.
They are also in the dark.
I'm sure we'll meet again one day.
Perhaps, we've already seen it. ” The writing is very small and dense, and if it weren't for his good eyesight, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see clearly.
Although it was only a short self-description, Liu Yang found a lot of information in it.
There are a few things that Liu Yang pays special attention to.
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I'm the same person as you.
Who could it be?
Liu Yang's eyes turned slightly, if it was someone like me, would he have already practiced it before this.
To imitate the feeling of an outsider who has just entered this room and sees this letter.
Everything is done just to restore the beauty of the script.
And Liu Yang got a conclusion from these words.
He had thought that the person who wrote this diary was a psychopath.
But now he thinks he's not just a psychopath, he's more of a genius.
He planned everything, and waited for the prey to come to the door.
He calculated any time, place, person.
Even the order of appearance was arranged properly by him.
I thought it might be the owner of this room.
But now he reminded Liu Yang that maybe it had something to do with Uncle Mary.
Who is he?
What role did it play in this incident?
Liu Yang didn't notice that a figure had climbed up his back.
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