My name is Cheng Le, and I helped a female netizen kill someone. This is how it started.
I am a teacher in the dance department, and I met her through a social media app. Coincidentally, we are in the same university, and she opened a store selling accessories in the school. I went to visit her when I had time. She shares her daily routine on social platforms every day, and many people comment on her. However, I always feel that she is a bit depressed.
I asked her, why do you seem unhappy every day.
She said, my husband is dead. After saying that, she looked at the skull decoration placed on the table beside her. This is my husband.
To be honest, I didn't feel scared at all, and I was even moved by her unwavering love.
Until she suggested that I help her take revenge on the woman who killed her husband.
I don't know how her husband died. I only know that he was beheaded by his mistress. I don't even understand why the mistress could kill him if she didn't love him.
But I still agreed to her.
I think she needs help.
So I found that woman. It was very easy to find her. Maybe she was too ostentatious.
I have never seen anyone who can live so freely after killing someone.
I tricked her into going to the 28th floor, mainly because not many people went there.
But today there happened to be a duel competition held there.
I was afraid that she would make a sound, so I stuffed her mouth with something. Two people came towards me from the opposite side. I hid her behind me, blocked her with my body, and brought her into the duel.
I smiled at the two people outside the venue and clamped her hands firmly behind my back to prevent her from running away.
I looked at my assistant and motioned him with my eyes to take those two people away.
The two people left, and I immediately took her out of the duel arena and towards a room deep inside.
I closed the door. Unexpectedly, she still had the strength to escape, so I caught her back again.
I think it's impossible to let you escape and hand you over to her for revenge.
After finding a suitable time, I handed the person over to her. She begged and begged, but I just looked on coldly.
She left with people.
I went home to eat as usual.
Until I came across her daily sharing again.
[I borrowed the oven from the school cafeteria today, which was pretty good.
I saw the comments below saying that it is a good thing to learn to cook and you should be happy.
I know it's not that simple.
She cut off her head and put it in the oven.
I thought to myself that I must not eat the rice cooked in the school oven tomorrow.
I didn't even feel a trace of fear, and felt that this was a reasonable ending.
People discovered her disappearance and slowly began to investigate.
People around me started talking too, they knew her head was gone.
But I can only say when others ask, well, I know what you said.
I do know them all.
The first person to doubt me was my mother.
I don't know how she suspected me, maybe it was my behavior, maybe it was my expression.
But I still pretended that nothing happened and told her, it's not me, don't think too much about it.
She said, even if you participate, the police will arrest you and put you in jail after investigation.
I started to panic.
But I didn't leave any evidence, and she couldn't possibly testify against me.
Until I got a call from the police.
Are you xx? We found a bloody dance costume under the Shengsheng Bridge with your DNA on it. Please come to the police station to cooperate in the investigation.
I put down the phone and looked back at the realistic painting of a derivative bridge hanging on the wall.
Yes, I threw the bloody dance clothes under the bridge.
Author's note: I'll write when my mouse clicks. I won't admit that I have procrastination.
Purpose: Complying with laws and regulations starts with me