Psycopath (Close)
(3)
"Nhyoyaa!"
That shout was not as long as the poor old lady's life. He fell to the floor before even approaching his master's body.
...*****...
He pulled out a knife from his coat pocket. In a slow motion, Aska scratched the knife into Hanny's face, without injuring it. Until the knife stops in the eye bag.
In one reliable move, the knife sank in Hanny's eye bag, then moved to pry Hanny's left eye. And certainly, the action was not separated from Hanny's spontaneous scream when feeling pain.
Aska's smile expands as Hanny's eyeballs fall to the floor. With an expression of pleasure, Aska stuffed Hanny's eyeballs into a special place she had deliberately brought with her.
"I don't have to interrogate you, because I'm going to find information on my own without wasting time and energy with you!"
One flash of movement ended everything. The knife stuck right above Hanny's head, piercing through the skull of the head even the knife stuck firmly on the floor made of boards.
Aska got up from her squatting position, then turned her head towards the stairs. Since then, Aska can realize, that Hanny's view can not be separated from the second floor.
'There might be something fun there!' Aska muttered happily.
Excitedly, Aska stepped up. He climbed the stairs one by one, until a shadow seemed to disturb Aska's vision.
Is that a ghost ? Aska doesn't believe in ghosts.
At the same time, the sound of his cell phone came off the second floor.
Aska was not in a hurry, he walked up to the 2nd floor quietly, approaching a room that seemed to have something there.
he kept walking quietly, then in a slow motion he opened the door, he found a little girl sitting on the bed.
At the same time, the sound of his cell phone was heard.he also turned his attention to the cellphone. A second later, Aska's laughter broke out.
"Hahaha.it looks like this will be interesting!"
"why? Is there a killer? Uncle congratulations to me! "say the girl approached holding Aska's bloodied left hand.
An idea crossed
"ok I'll save you! " aska said with her signature smirk smile.
The girl smiled, then was carried away by Aska. They left zoya's house.
Aska drove the car at a speed of 80 km per hour. not fast for Aska just now there is a little girl next to him.
The girl was still silent, ever since from Zoya's house.
"Your name?" ask Aska without taking her eyes off the street.
"what did the uncle say?" the girl blinked looking at Aska.
"Your name, how should I call you?" Aska repeated her question. In Aska's heart growled, never in her lifetime did she repeat such a trivial question.
"Zara my name is Zara emerelda !" zara replied smiling.Then her eyes went down to Aska's left hand which pressed pornesling.
Zara's pupils widened when she saw Aska's hand bleed.
"uncle. Your hands are bleeding!" her screeches.
Aska turned to a place called Zara. Then say lazy.
"it's not a wound. Just blood, I forgot to clean it"
"i cleaned up" Zara rubbed Aska's bloody hand with a tissue.
For a moment he was silent, staring at the tiny hand with a shrewd cleaning of his big, burly hand.
"sleep, my house is far away!" said Aska cold. With a sarcasm he pulled his left hand and then grasped the steering wheel.
Zara smiled, then leaned on the soft seat back because of the pillow. Zara turned her head with eyes beginning to shrink due to drowsiness towards Aska who focused on driving.
Aska just kept quiet and didn't answer. Nimbly he stepped on the accelerator pedal with a speed above flat. Towards a corner of the city, away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
Jati jalan no26^^^^
A message to the old man in the hat.
"he hasn't used my services in a long time. Her usual she would finish clean by herself!" his words after reading a message from one of his customers and friends.
"maybe a traitor, and he's lazy to deal longer!" a woman answered from next to her.
"lusty!" the answer is to turn off the cigarette smoke, if you walk towards the warehouse to prepare all the equipment needed.
It has been 4 minutes since the message was delivered to his cellphone, now you, wife and 2 men Men who are none other than his colleagues run the task. They're getting ready for "jati no26"
They arrived 25 minutes after her.
They're inbound. There was no damage to the house, as usual Aska always played with heart and sweet but painful.
They found a corpse consisting of 2 women. Looks like they're employers and helpers.
Andre approached, examining the face of the deceased master of the house.
His face slashed and his left eye gouged. Andre was sure that the eye was in conkel when the woman was still awake. la tau from the right eye of the woman was wide as if enduring pain and fear.
Andre got up and sat down. Letting his two men work, he did not need to help.not like blood splattered and there were only two victims.
he recalled the incident 4 years ago when Aska was 16 years old.
When that girl was harassed to severe stress. Then he met the examiner in a park
"you must die!" andre screamed at that time he was surrounded by anger and sadness.
"you must die!" andre screamed at that time he was surrounded by anger and sadness.
Aska was sitting in a long chair while playing his pencil on a white paper that had been filled with images of someone hanging himself.
"you raped my daughter, she's depressed right now and almost crazy. You better die!"
"your stupid daughter innocently handed her virginity to me that means she's ready for everything out of control!" replied the man arrogantly.
Just as the man was laughing Aska got up from his seat walking past andre then stopped in front of the perpetrator.
Aska casually dropped the pencil on purpose.
"you dropped my pencil! Take it, and come here" said Aska flat.
"hey don't be reckless basic child lack of affection!" maki the guy.
"you don't want to take her?" ask Aska with the same expression did not change even though it had been caci maki.
"no!" answer her.
Aska squatting. As soon as his fingers grasped the pencil he asked again.
"still won't take it?" ask Aska again.
"there will be no per-" the sentence of the perpetrator of the rape of andre's daughter stopped, when the pencil eyes that had been on the ground now stuck in his veins.
Cress...
Pencil on the pull, blood spurting from the direction of the pencil eye hole widened due to the pencil in the left and kakan motion.
TB
🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
