This Killer Is Cold to the Core
这个杀手冷到心坎
by My Book (吾书)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 29k Words
- Chapters
- 20
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Stats
Tags
- ThemeLight Novel
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Infinite Flow
- Lighthearted
Synopsis
I'm a psycho That's right, that's the sick psychopath But I don't think I'm sick In addition to having wild ideas, the actual actions are more courageous than others. To put it simply, I dare to do it whenever I think of it, unlike others who only dare to think about it. I have been locked up in a mental hospital by Mr. Song for a long time. I can't remember exactly how long. On this day, I ate and drank as usual, but because I was too hungry in the middle of the night, I witnessed a murder... That killer... Is very handsome Yellow-coloured, neurotic and aloof but gossipy I am a mentally ill person. Usually few people pay attention to me until one day. I Saw a Killer - Preface Night falls quietly in the seemingly holy hospital, and a murder case secretly occurs here. The moonlight is pure white, but the ground is blood red, not to mention other things. Is this man-made? Or what? I wanted to fill my empty stomach, but unfortunately I bumped into a murder case. It was both my misfortune and my luck. Unfortunately, I saw the murder case. Fortunately, I bumped into a real murder. To be precise, a killer who was paid to eliminate disasters. Oh God~ He saw me Who would believe or listen to the words of a mentally ill person? I guess no one… The killer's words and deeds reveal a coldness, but I'm not afraid... Anyway, I won't tell the letter? He believed me... My mental illness life has never been the same since. I hope this life will not disappoint me~May the Lord bless... Actually, I'm not crazy. He's not me. He's my biological brother. He seems to be called Mr. Song or something. He actually said he likes me. Hahaha. Can you believe that he likes me? Never mind Anyway, the memory of the mentally ill person is bad. I call the nurse who takes care of me Xiao Liu. She likes Mr. Song and therefore hates me. But why would she kill someone for this? Are you willing to pay for the love she said? Don't understand Don't understand Mental illness just wants to eat, drink, have fun, it's that simple I still have to thank the nurse Xiao Liu. No, there is also the killer Li Baibai The elder brother will take care of the younger brother every day That's right, it's me. I'm his younger brother. "We are in the same boat." Nurse Xiao Liu wants to send me to hell I don't think so. We have a big brother and we are not afraid. Okay, I'm afraid that big brother won't save me. After all, this killer brother is so cold I finally managed to escape from an unknown hospital I don't know exactly how long I was detained or that sentence Memories of mental illness are not very good The world outside is very colorful Thank you to the guy who brought me Coke Without him, I wouldn't be able to escape from here. The delicate black rose blooms with exuberance, touching and freezing killer, charming bad, dark and boring life has finally become a little different. I hope you can have a lot of fun this time, big brother, cover me! Don't be imprisoned in a disguised hospital again Don't want The world outside the mental hospital is wonderful and wonderful But it's still the same dangerous mental illness With big brother protecting me, I have nothing to fear. Good job If eldest brother doesn't want me anymore, he's not afraid of me crawling into bed. After all, there are still many kind-hearted people in this world. Really? The eldest brother not only looks very cold but also gossips Although the most gossip I have ever seen in my life I haven't met many people in my life Or what if a killer loves gossip? He must have been suppressing something wrong. If that's my eldest brother, there's no need to talk about it Is that called gossip? That's called communication By the way, is the elder brother showing his abdominal muscles to the younger brother? Raindrops dripping on the bluestone floor The water splashed on the edge of the trousers The dewdrops on the petals reflect light I watch this miserable world with cold eyes Twist the flower umbrella at hand and open it to walk The rain will wash away the sins of the world I'm just a lunatic after all So can you believe my words? To "This killer is cold to the core" —— Purpose: Isn't life just for a few decades of happiness?