Chapter 223: The Shackles on Wang Qingzhao Are Completely Broken
I'm Actually a Girl: 【He's not completely useless! After all, who could have guessed that this Liu Xiaoyu was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing?】
【She's even more ruthless than that Wang Jian!】
【Wang Jian is just a skilled actor.】
【She's different, she's a madwoman who loves making films and pursues art!】
【Did you all see the video clip she played?】
【How is this a lab rat?!】
Fairy Sister: 【Indeed, this doesn't seem like a lab rat at all, it's more like the other residents in this apartment... Also, when this round of the game was introduced, there was no mention of Liu Xiaoyu filming murder videos, right? I feel that Liu Xiaoyu shouldn't have been able to enter the apartment as a lab rat?!】
Middle-aged Uncle jumped out to refute: 【You're wrong, Fairy Sister.】
【What exactly is a lab rat?】
【In our impression, a lab rat is pretty much what Liu Zhou described - a lab rat should be an ordinary person.】 【But from the Apartment Organizers' perspective, that's not the case at all.】
【Take Jiang Ran for example, do you think Jiang Ran still qualifies as a proper lab rat now?】
【Since he entered the apartment, how many deranged criminals has he taken out? How many deranged serial killers? Even Robert was eliminated by him!】
【Besides, who says a deranged criminal can't be a lab rat?】
Fairy Sister: 【Actually, what I really want to complain about is that the apartment's introductory information is incomplete.】
Domineering Female CEO: 【If it were complete, it wouldn't be interesting. It's fine as it is. Don't you think this is quite surprising?】
Liu Zhou's home.
After Liu Zhou was completely dead.
Liu Xiaoyu put away her handheld camera.
Then using brooms and mops from Liu Zhou's home, she began cleaning the bloodstains in the living room.
After cleaning up most of the blood in the living room.
She started dealing with Liu Zhou's corpse, such as stopping the bleeding from the wounds.
If you want to talk about the best tool for moving a corpse, it's definitely a suitcase or those large duffel bags.
Of course, suitcases are preferable because they're easier to transport.
Liu Xiaoyu returned to her own apartment room and brought her large pink suitcase to Liu Zhou's home.
She stuffed Liu Zhou into the suitcase with considerable effort.
Looking at Liu Zhou's twisted arms and legs.
His entire body squeezed into a ball inside the suitcase.
Liu Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose.
"I can still smell the blood!"
Because of this, Liu Xiaoyu returned to her apartment room again and brought back the perfume she usually uses.
She used almost an entire bottle on Liu Zhou's corpse, finally managing to cover up the blood smell.
Only then did Liu Xiaoyu satisfactorily close the suitcase lid and zip it up.
Then, pulling the suitcase, she checked Liu Zhou's home one last time before leaving. Finding nothing unusual, she closed the door, ready to dispose of the body.
When Liu Xiaoyu was taking the elevator with her suitcase, she happened to encounter Jiang Ran.
Jiang Ran, seeing Liu Xiaoyu pulling a large suitcase, curiously asked: "Moving out?"
Liu Xiaoyu shook her head and smiled slightly: "These are just some old clothes. I'm going to donate them to charity, give them to people in mountainous areas."
Jiang Ran nodded: "That's good, recycling and reusing."
At this moment, Liu Xiaoyu suddenly asked: "By the way, Jiang Ran, how's your relationship with Kim Yoon-ah sister going?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ran's face immediately darkened, and he replied evasively: "Not bad, not bad."
Meanwhile, he was cursing in his heart: "What relationship? What kind of relationship could I possibly have with her?!"
The two of them arrived together on the first floor.
They exited together through the glass automatic sensor door.
Jiang Ran watched as Liu Xiaoyu pulled the pink suitcase away.
He himself went to visit several construction sites not far away, keeping a safe distance.
During his inspection, Jiang Ran discovered that there were quite a lot of expansion constructions for Alice Apartment this time.
After walking around, he found that the nearby land plots had probably all been purchased by Alice Apartment.
There were about twenty-plus construction sites simultaneously underway.
After completing his round of inspection, Jiang Ran planned to return to the apartment building.
But on the way back, he encountered someone.
It was Fang Xiao.
At this moment, Fang Xiao reeked of alcohol, the smell detectable from far away.
He was holding a beer bottle, continuously pouring drinks into his mouth.
Surprisingly, although Fang Xiao looked already quite drunk.
His walking steps were still very steady, not stumbling around like other drunk people.
As Jiang Ran and Fang Xiao got closer and closer.
Jiang Ran could increasingly clearly see that Fang Xiao's face was very red.
Of course, it wasn't because Fang Xiao was shy from looking at Jiang Ran.
It was from drinking.
Just as the two were about to pass each other.
Fang Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "By the way, Jiang Ran, have you seen any dogs in the apartment?"
Jiang Ran stopped walking and turned around: "Dogs? What dogs?"
Fang Xiao: "Large breed dogs, they all look very fierce."
Jiang Ran shook his head: "I did see a few large dogs a couple days ago, near the security guard booth. But I haven't seen them these past few days."
"Are you looking for those dogs for something?"
Hearing this, Fang Xiao smiled evilly: "If I find them, of course I'll kill them for meat."
"Dog meat hot pot is the most delicious."
Jiang Ran: ...
...
Wang Qingzhao's home. At this time, Wang Qingzhao hadn't gone to work.
Instead, she was lying on the white tile floor in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of her large flat, dressed very lightly.
Her black long hair was spread out.
Her eyes were lifeless, yet forcefully staring at the white ceiling.
That day.
After she killed her ex-boyfriend Zhao Jie, she spaced out for half an hour in Zhao Jie's home.
She just sat on the sofa, looking at Zhao Jie's corpse lying in a pool of blood.
The look in her eyes might have been appreciation, might have been dissatisfaction, or maybe something else entirely.
In any case, after half an hour, she started cleaning up.
Same as Liu Xiaoyu.
She used a suitcase to pack Zhao Jie's corpse.
But different from Liu Xiaoyu.
She used Zhao Jie's own suitcase.
After cleaning Zhao Jie's home spotless.
Pulling the suitcase containing Zhao Jie - Zhao Jie's own suitcase.
She put the suitcase in the trunk of her car.
Then directly dumped it in those deserted mountains and sinkholes near Nancheng City.
It was fortunate that Nancheng City had such natural geographical conditions nearby.
Of course, it was also because Wang Qingzhao had previously fantasized in her mind about killing someone and disposing of the body.
So disposing of the corpse felt like she had planned it all along.
After finishing the disposal.
Wang Qingzhao had been staying at home.
She hadn't gone out even once.
Most of her days were spent lying on the floor looking at the ceiling.
Or lying on her side, looking at the downtown scenery outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
"So light, I feel so light."
Wang Qingzhao lying on the tile floor.
The corners of her lips lifted slightly.
Since her childhood, when she started taking medication and undergoing various psychiatric treatments for her antisocial personality disorder.
Her life had always been oppressive.
There had always been a gray haze covering her.
Blocking her vision and actions.
But, ever since she killed Zhao Jie.
She felt like she had gained freedom and lightness.
Truly, starting from killing Zhao Jie, she felt so light.
The fatigue and oppression in her body and mind had strangely disappeared.
...
"Lucas, when are you planning to go to other hospitals?"
Red Leaf Psychiatric Hospital in Nancheng City.
After Jiang Ran's consultation ended.
It was now 5:20 PM, only 10 minutes left until getting off work.
Bai Xiaoliang and his junior brother Lucas were drinking milk tea on the rooftop, gazing into the distance.