At dusk, the afterglow of the sun should have been covered with the sky, but the mist from outrage has swallowed up the scenery that originally belonged to every Los Angeles resident before the night is about to come. Just as it was written in "The City of Mist - History of Los Angeles" published in 2008, the city started with the first fog in the early morning of July 26, 1943. Los Angeles, which has many nicknames, has another nickname related to the weather. ∽↗∽↗,

"Click the cordon!"

"Closing all entrances and exits around!"

"Evacuate residents and prohibit any reporters from interviewing and watching."

There were constant clamors around the house where Catherine was located. Los Angeles police covered the entire area like an ant moving house. The police car with flashing lights was like a terrorist attack, which brought a breathtaking effect. When residents were persuaded by uniformed patrolmen from their homes, the largest police officer in Los Angeles history appeared here.

Swat of the Special Operations Bureau began to look for high points nearby to arrange sniper positions. The crime control unit prevented riots around. The blasting team in the installation team was commanding the car to discuss the attack plan with Matthew with drawings. During this period, Justin, the only one who had entered the warehouse, was recounting what he saw...

“No distance.”

Justin reached out and pulled away the tie, and said nervously: "Ted squatted behind Catherine and used her as a shield. The scalpel in his hand was placed on Catherine's neck. I saw with my own eyes that the blade was close to the skin, and there was no distance at all. Deputy Director Matthew, I suggest canceling the attack plan and sending negotiators in first."

In the command car, Justin and Chekov quarreled together. Chekov meant that he was given a sniper rifle, and the blasting team exploded a hole of one meter in diameter in the corner of the wall. The explosion would definitely attract Ted's attention. In the second when the gap appeared, as long as the dust dissipated quickly enough. He was 99% sure to shoot Ted dead in one shot.

Matthew originally agreed to Chekov's plan, but when they arrived, the mist floated up at this time. The visibility around him quickly dropped to ten meters. So, if an accident occurs in this matter, if Catherine dies... the pressure the police station and his father have to bear may not be able to pick up the steel-cast shoulders.

"Private, there is a new situation."

The latest news came from the investigation and analysis department and computer array members in the command vehicle: "Starting an hour ago, people kept calling the police that they were broadcasting live in the live broadcast room. After verification, we have found the IP. Unfortunately, the location where Catherine is located is where he is."

Matthew instantly turned from his attitude of being in charge of the overall situation to the computer screen. On the screen, it was exactly what the hut looked like. The hut was a little dim, and there, standing at the door on the weekend, Ted stood behind Catherine. At that time, Chekov's eyes were staring out, click!

He took out his pistol, pulled his thumb to protect it, turned around and walked out of the command car.

At this moment, no one felt more at ease than Chekov's own visit. At the distance inside the room, as long as he could lift the gun up the moment he entered the room, he would have enough confidence to kill Ted, and as for the others, he would not care.

"Don't let anyone in, you're not allowed to go out, I just need to get to anything that makes me doubt you know what's going to happen next."

Ted's voice had just appeared. Matthew's heart trembled for a moment, and he hurriedly shouted: "Chekov, as long as you go in, Ted will kill Catherine!"

Matthew was in chaos, and he forgot to cut off the network signal that Ted uploaded the video and let the screen play on everyone's computer screen.

That was his precious daughter, raised from a little bit to being so old now. She was completely treated as a daughter whom she loved like a princess. How could Matthew's heart not be confused at this time? If possible, he would want to rush in and exchange positions with his daughter; if possible, he would even be willing to come out of his office where he could almost hang the police chief's sign and use everything he had to exchange for his daughter and his unborn grandson's peace.

It was not just the people outside who were at a loss, and even the weekend when they stood opposite Ted, they felt their heads swelling.

After Ted threatenedly said that, the guy squatted back behind Catherine. The flashing police lights outside the door made him tense up. At this time, a little stimulation would probably splash blood on the spot, because all the conditions required by this bastard were all gathered.

But Ted doesn't seem to stop.

He continued to say, "The days after killing that woman are the days that I feel relaxed when I think about it. Do you believe it? At that time, I could turn a blind eye to the rumors in the school. No matter how they talked about me behind their backs, their smiles would always be on my face."

"I have to thank that era when there was no road surveillance. In that era, a missing person did not attract much attention. The British police station and Scotland Yard did not seem to like this kind of case. As usual, after recording a circle of confessions on campus, the case was put on hold."

This kind of thing happened often during Ted's college time. There was no DNA technology at that time, and even fingerprint comparisons often made mistakes. In addition, the girl was just missing and no one could prove her death. Such cases were put on hold... To be honest, weekends are common.

"Those days will always end, right?"

I noticed something on the weekend. He found that Ted did not follow what he said before, as long as the conditions were complete, he would immediately start, but instead told the story word by word. In this state, he was completely in a sense of urgent tension... He was torture himself!

This bastard, knowing that the current situation is beneficial to him and has no choice but to use the last little time in his life to greedily enjoy the process of torture himself.

f—u—c—k!

This is his purpose!

The person Ted hated the most was always himself. He was obviously sending CDs to the police station to ask him to follow the clues, because Ted knew that after Adam died, the only one who could keep up with his thinking was himself, so the first person to come no longer needed to make any predictions.

As for the location at the door, Ted had prepared a long time ago. Standing here, he could clearly see Catherine's fatigue and fear. Under the guidance of this emotion, the central state of dire straits would gradually appear on his face with the loss of time, like a prisoner sentenced to death, which must be the most painful night before leaving.

What he wants is this kind of pain, which is like a top-notch delicacy with black truffles and white truffles. Ted stood up just now, but wanted to completely enjoy the unique taste alone in greed.

The most painful torture is that you know that there are so many cards on the other party, but you can't turn the table up. Once the table is turned up, no one can control the next situation.

"Of course, those days passed quickly."

“My world changed for the second time when the numbness of this memory appeared.”

remember?

These two words made the weekend concentrate again. He saw this step in the materials written by Lambert. When the serial killer had his first murder experience, the experience would be integrated into the fantasy. They would fantasize about a perfect killing in the time when they could calm down. So, they would constantly fall into deep thoughts, first imagine a careful plan, and make preparations step by step. In the end, when the thoughts are no longer tense and cannot control their behavior, the second killing will appear.

"Did you kill someone who gave you nicknames or those who spread the rumor?"

In the weekend's mind, these two kinds of people are the ones that Ted must kill, and there is no change.

"I..." Ted lowered his head, and then saw his body trembling over the weekend. It was only after about a second that was not as loud as a human voice: "Hehe, I killed my parents."

I touched my hands directly behind the scenes on the weekend!!

Fortunately, he forgot that his gun had been taken out by Justin, otherwise he would have shot Ted directly because he couldn't control himself!

What kind of beast can attack his biological parents? How can he do it!

"You dog-mother-raising a bitch!" On the weekend, I almost gritted my teeth and squeezed out this sentence through the gaps of my teeth, and the veins on my forehead popped out.

"Don't you want to hear it?"

"impossible!"

"Remember what I told you before saying these words? As long as you can stand it, I can say everything. It's like Adam provoking the war between us. When it starts, it's your decision, and then when it ends, it must be up to me!"

Ted was crazy, really crazy. When he shouted these words, he could see much bigger body movements on the other party on the weekend: "I killed my parents, not them, maybe I will be in love with my first love until the end. If they didn't send me to England, I wouldn't be what I am today."

"I set a fire, and I deliberately made a fuss with my neighbors before setting it. Then I went to steal their gasoline barrels, drove outside in the middle of the night to refuel, and burned the entire room directly."

"In this way, the police's investigation direction will be removed from me..."

Katherine yelled with her eyes closed, "Shut up!!!"

"Um!"

Her mouth was covered by Ted, and Ted's voice still did not stop: "Why do you want me to shut up? Why should I shut up if you ask me to shut up? Why is my freedom controlled by someone named my parents? Why is my physiological defect a tool for you to make fun of? Why is there no one in this world who can get along with me like a normal person?"

Ted suddenly was stunned and responded dullly in a position that he could not see on the weekend: "There is..."
Chapter completed!