Sheep Entering a Tiger's Mouth

Luo Di watched the videotape with great interest.

This first-person perspective provides a stronger sense of immersion, and the events in the videotapes take place in this room, even interacting with reality multiple times.

"If I don't find the key and enter the house by another method, I will encounter a similar intrusion during my visit."

It now appears that the other party abandoned their plan to enter the house because they didn't have the key, giving me, the person who replied to the post, a better chance of survival.

Luo Di vaguely grasped a rule here: as long as one finds a way out, there is a chance to survive, even if the person who posted the message is just an ordinary person, they can avoid being hunted down.

He naturally became interested and planned to have some fun.

After all, this was Luo Di's first time encountering such a pure "murderous monster" Pseudo-Human. Trying to disguise himself as prey might offer a different experience, and he could also learn from the other party's hunting patterns.

Moreover, deep down, Luo Di also wanted to get to know this "colleague" better.

After the process of the previous commenter being slaughtered and hung up ended, the recording ended, and the television screen returned to its original static display.

Just as Luo Di held the remote control and pressed the power button, he froze.

The black screen of a television is like a mirror.

The image showed Luo Di sitting on a single sofa, and the "photographer" who had somehow appeared behind the sofa, filming a brand new video.

1. Both of its enormous hands are covered with black gloves, and a thin steel wire is pulled between them, which can be used for binding and restraining, as well as for cutting the body.

The cutting technique shown in the videotape room was also done using steel wire, not a blade.

2. The so-called camera was not held in his hand, but was directly embedded in his right cheek. The camera replaced his eyeball, and the nerves and internal wiring of the camera could even be seen.

What you see is what you photograph.

He was recording the killing process every moment.

3. Standing at nearly two meters tall, his broad shoulders give his old-fashioned leather trench coat a sophisticated look, with the hem just reaching his calves.

The size 50 leather shoes were quite conspicuous, and they corresponded perfectly to the heavy footsteps heard during the videotape playback.

When Luo Di saw this person through the black screen of the television, he subconsciously feigned a fearful expression, but a hint of excitement also flashed quickly in his eyes.

Although it was unclear how the other party had entered, the oppressive feeling they exuded far surpassed that at Moon Lake Park. The Pseudo-Human behind them was remarkably powerful, stronger and more unique than a typical Mature Imposter.

Suddenly.

The taut steel wire between his hands suddenly shot towards Luo Di was sitting in his seat.

Whoosh!

The upper part of the chair back was cut off directly.

The head, which should have been severed along with the body, did not fall off.

Luo Di ducked ahead of time and ran toward the only exit.

Click-clack~ (Door lock jammed)

Luo Di had turned the lock but couldn't open it; something seemed to be stuck on the outside.

Thump, thump, thump! Heavy footsteps came from behind.

Luo Di could clearly feel the killer behind him gradually approaching, and an oppressive aura was spreading, threatening to break his neck with the steel wire at any moment.

The other party was also deliberately slowing down.

They seemed to be enjoying the thrill of the hunt, as they gradually devoured their prey.

This action pleased Luo Di greatly; this was exactly what a serial killer should look like!

Luo Di mustered some of his strength and began to ram the door!

Before the wire was put around his neck,

Bang!

The wooden door was forced open, and several steel cables connecting it to the outside were snapped.

Luo Di staggered out of the room and ran toward the apartment's only stairwell.

When he reached the top of the stairs, he froze. Instead of stepping down, he glanced sideways at the murderer who was walking towards him from the end of the passage.

"This ability... is interesting; it's somewhat similar to my torture chamber."

The stairwell in front of us is covered with a large number of thin and sharp steel wires, making it impossible to descend normally, and you could easily get cut if you're not careful.

certainly.

Although there were many steel wires, some escape space was still preserved.

It seems to have been left there intentionally, to give the prey a chance to survive, thus making the hunt more interesting.

Moreover, if the prey is too panicked and in a hurry to go downstairs, it may slip and fall, resulting in multiple cuts on its body, or even its throat being cut open and causing it to die.

Luo Di kept his body as low as possible as he descended the stairwell filled with steel wires.

Sometimes you have to crawl, sometimes you have to cross over, and sometimes you have to reach out and bend the wire.

Even though he was very careful, he still had many scratches on his body, his clothes were cut open multiple times, his hands were covered in blood, and his skin was torn open, but the backpack behind him remained intact.

really,

This makes the descent very slow, and you can clearly hear heavy footsteps approaching as you go.

This sense of oppression from being hunted down,

Especially after the videotape was viewed, it was further amplified.

Most people would be unable to withstand the fear and pressure of death, and would become increasingly eager to get downstairs, which would lead to more cuts on their bodies.

Luo Di was the same; he appeared terrified, blood flowing continuously from various parts of his body, and he seemed on the verge of going into shock.

During his escape, he repeatedly looked behind him, trying to see how the murderer came downstairs.

As soon as the other person touched the steel wire in the corridor, the wire would automatically retract and return to the special steel wire in his hand, which was obviously a demonstration of his ability.

He continued to descend the stairs slowly, still enjoying the chase.

It seems like it's been a long time since we've seen such an interesting prey Luo Di, and we haven't encountered a prey that can persist for so long without having its head cut off by the wire.

finally.

Luo Di stumbled down to the first floor, covered in blood, but the scene before him was even more despairing.

The original gate was completely sealed off by a dense network of steel wires, and also secured with a large number of wooden planks. There was simply no time to remove it temporarily, as the killer would inevitably catch up with it.

His eyes darted around quickly, trying to find another way to survive.

Luo Di was surprised to discover a staircase leading to the basement on the side. Strangely, he hadn't noticed this entrance when he first arrived at the apartment building; he remembered it being cluttered with junk.

There was no time to think about it anymore; this was the only possible escape route.

As Luo Di turned and ran toward the basement entrance, the murderer walking up the stairs revealed a long-lost smile... He hadn't encountered such interesting prey in a long time, one that actually made its way to the final execution ground on its own.

He approached the basement in size 50 leather shoes.

That's his workshop down there, the execution ground for all his prey.

Most of the people who come here to watch the videotapes after replying to the comments are taken to the bottom and their most perfect parts are hung up by thin steel wires and used as exhibits.

Based on the footage he had just recorded, he had already determined how to deal with Luo Di.

This was the most agile and composed prey he had ever seen; he could probably make a complete specimen of it and hang it up.

I climbed the stairs to the basement.

Strangely, the basement was completely dark. The prey had been carrying a flashlight the whole time; there should have been some light.

However, this is relatively easy to explain: the prey cleverly turned off the light source, trying to hide in the darkness to escape the pursuit.

For him, darkness was like coming home.

The camera embedded in the right brain was adjusted to infrared night vision, revealing the scene in the dark.

The prey, wrapped in a long coat, was huddled in the corner, motionless.

He had expected his prey to put up a little resistance, but the prey just stayed curled up there, making the whole hunt suddenly rather boring.

The photographer gradually lost patience and quickly moved closer.

Cut hard at the prey huddled in the corner...

Whoosh!

Separated by only a trench coat and a corpse specimen of a commenter piled underneath, the body seemed to have a strange wire hook inserted inside, causing the overall temperature to rise to about the same level as a normal person.

The young man from before wasn't here at all.

At the same time... Boom!

The loud slamming of the basement door came from behind me.

The photographer's eyes widened, and he zoomed in and out! He realized he had been tricked, and his prey was likely to escape. He turned around abruptly and took large strides in pursuit.

However,

What is in sight

The prey did not run away, but instead closed the basement door and even locked it, before walking down the stairs step by step.

The feeling of stepping on the stairs was unusually heavy, very similar to him. He no longer felt like prey, but rather... the same killer.

The fear that should have been constantly present on the prey's face was completely gone, replaced by a killer mask that could induce phantom pain, with the hooks between the lip lines all stuck between the lips.

The body, with its coat removed, revealed an exceptionally lean and muscular physique.

A special pig-slaughtering knife was held in his hand.

One hand rested on his neck, twisting his neck joint.

She walked towards the photographer on her own initiative.

This change left the photographer completely stunned.

He never expected that the young man he had been chasing all along would be able to display such a demeanor, and the aura of killing he exuded seemed to be purer and stronger than his own.