Chapter 9 Madman "Have you ever killed someone before?"
The door opened, and several burly men stood outside, staring at Qiao Zhizheng ferociously. They were stunned when they saw the sharp kitchen knife flashing with a cold light in her hand.
The leader was called Brother Hu, who specialized in debt collection. Seeing Qiao Zhizheng pretending to be calm, Brother Hu sneered, realizing that she was a tough girl on the outside, and directly clamped the two sides of the blade with two rough fingers.
"If you have the guts, use force. Chop my fingers hard, huh? Chop, come on! Chop!"
"Do you know that you still owe someone money? Pay it back now!"
"Otherwise, you'll be in trouble!"
Brother Hu waved his hand, and the younger brothers behind him stepped forward, some holding sticks, some holding paint, with the same vicious expressions on their faces as Brother Hu, ready to smash things at any time.
No matter how calm Qiao Zhizheng was, she was, after all, just a girl who had just reached adulthood. The sudden family changes and huge debts made her breathless. A young lady who had no worries about food and clothing suddenly fell from the clouds. From spending money lavishly to saving and calculating every penny she earned, Qiao Zhizheng had been forcing herself to grow up.
In the past, those who came to collect debts were all respectable people. This was the first time that Qiao Zhizheng encountered such an unreasonable and scoundrel person. He had no idea what to do. He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and gradually retracted the force on the hand holding the knife handle.
At this time, there was a noise behind him. He recognized Qiao Zheng from the footsteps. Qiao Zhizheng stared at Brother Hu, his eyes confronting him. He didn't dare to look back, so he could only say anxiously, "It's none of your business. Go back! Go back quickly!"
Contrary to expectations, the footsteps behind him were getting closer instead of farther away. Brother Tiger in front of Qiao Zhizheng saw something and loosened his fingers holding the blade. He and his younger brothers behind him took a few steps back.
Before Qiao Zhizheng understood what was happening, a continuous and heavy "buzzing" sound came from behind him. Humans are always very sensitive to dangerous things. Before Qiao Zhizheng saw what made the sound, the hairs on his back stood up.
Brother Hu and his little brothers had retreated to the entrance door of the house opposite. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, leaning against each other and shivering.
Qiao Zheng lowered her head slightly, but looked up. Her eyes were cold, cloudy and dull. She looked at the people outside with a forced smile. In her hand, she held a small handheld electric saw. The blade was sharp and cold, and it was buzzing. What was more frightening than the electric saw was the woman holding the electric saw and looking at them.
The woman's voice was as soft as a lover's whisper, but the expression on her face and the movements of her hands made people shudder. "It's been a long time since we had so many guests at home. Zhizhi, stop blocking the door. Let someone come in and sit down and have something...to eat." As she spoke, she licked her blood-red lips.
Brother Hu noticed the inexplicable pause when the woman said her last sentence.
like……
They weren't asked to come in and eat.
Instead, they called them in, cut them into pieces with the chainsaws they had at hand, and then... ate them.
Brother Hu's teeth chattered as he pointed at Qiao Zheng and asked, "Is your sister sick?"
Looking at the two people's similar faces, Brother Hu subconsciously thought that they were sisters.
In fact, let alone Brother Hu, Qiao Zhizheng's first reaction when he saw Qiao Zheng like this was also shock, especially since Qiao Zheng had turned off a light. There was sunlight coming in from outside, but it couldn't illuminate Qiao Zheng's entire face. Qiao Zheng was at the junction of light and shadow, and the expression on her face was half bright and half dark, which looked scary.
It has the flavor of a perverted murderer.
Seeing Qiao Zheng's expression, Qiao Zhizheng inexplicably understood what she meant. She cooperated by moving half of her body aside and forced a helpless smile on her face. "Since you insist on coming in, then come in."
Qiao Zhizheng did not deny what Brother Hu said.
In Brother Hu's opinion, not denying is the same as admitting!
Brother Hu unexpectedly met Qiao Zheng's gaze again. Qiao Zheng's eyes were filled with greed, and she even kept swallowing her saliva.
Looks...very hungry.
The gears in Brother Hu's brain were turning slowly as if they were rusty.
When you're hungry...you need to eat.
What to eat?
——She is looking at me!
What she wants to eat is...
Brother Hu thought he was already vicious enough, but when faced with this pervert, Brother Hu found that he was still weak.
The weak are afraid of the strong, the strong are afraid of the tyrannical, the tyrannical are afraid of the reckless, the reckless are afraid of the perverts!!!
Brother Hu looked at Qiao Zheng and gestured to his subordinates to leave. The group stared at Qiao Zheng and walked down sideways like big crabs.
Brother Hu said to Qiao Zhizheng, "Sister, listen to me, your sister is sick, take her to get treated."
Qiao Zhizheng sighed softly, "I have no money. I just had some money and was planning to take her to the hospital, but you guys showed up."
Brother Hu forced a smile and said, "When you have money, take her to get treatment. There's no rush regarding the money. Give it to your family first."
The buzzing sound of electricity stopped.
The few people who retreated to the middle of the stairs breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second, a louder and more intense sound of a chainsaw rang out. Amidst this intimidating sound, Tiger heard a faint voice:
"I can't control myself, I'm so hungry..."
Brother Hu saw that Qiao Zhizheng seemed to reach out to stop the woman holding the chainsaw.
Brother Hu took this opportunity to quickly call on his younger brothers to leave quickly.
The terrified group met two uniformed policemen as they walked out of the apartment building.
Tiger said to the police in horror, "There's a mentally ill person upstairs, you guys, go catch her!!!"
Brother Hu originally wanted to follow the police to watch the woman with the chainsaw being taken away, but then he remembered that his debt collection fell into a gray area, and if the police asked him about it, he would be in trouble. So he called his younger brothers, and they all got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
At this moment, the police also came upstairs. When they reached the second floor, they saw Qiao Zhizheng standing at the door and asked her, "Did you call the police?"
Qiao Zhizheng nodded and said, "I called the police."
Qiao Zhizheng briefly explained the situation to them. The police told them that next time they came to their house and committed illegal acts, they should call the police immediately and they would arrive in time.
After confirming that no one was injured and no property was damaged, the police officer said, "I just ran into a few people downstairs. They said there's a mentally ill person here."
Qiao Zhizheng shook her head innocently, "No, I haven't seen it."
The police said they wanted to go in and take a look at the situation, so Qiao Zhizheng stepped aside and let them in.
When the police entered the room, they saw only an elderly man in his seventies and a girl with clear eyes who looked similar to Qiao Zhizheng. However, the two girls had completely different temperaments, which diluted the similarity in their faces.
There seemed to be nothing unusual in the house, so the police nodded and went upstairs to ask several other residents. After confirming that there was no so-called mentally ill person, he left with peace of mind.
Qiao Zhizheng closed the door, slid down to sit on the ground with his back against the door panel, hugged his knees weakly, lowered his head deeply, like a swan with a broken neck, crying hopelessly.
Grandma went forward to care for Qiao Zhizheng, but was stopped by Qiao Zheng, who said softly, "I'll do it."
Grandma had full faith in Qiao Zheng's ability, nodded, and walked into the kitchen, looking back every few steps.
The glass door between the kitchen and the living room was closed, so grandma couldn't hear any noise outside, but people outside could hear the "thump thump thump" sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board.
It makes people feel at ease and secure.
Qiao Zhizheng slowly raised her head, revealing a tear-stained face. There was a shadow in front of her, which was Qiao Zheng's shadow.
Qiao Zheng's shadow completely wrapped around Qiao Zhizheng like a warm embrace.
Qiao Zhizheng looked up at Qiao Zheng, and the two of them stared at each other quietly.
Qiao Zhizheng suddenly realized that she couldn't understand Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zheng's eyes were so cold, as cold as a frozen lake in winter, which looked like it was covered with a thick layer of frost. Once you stepped on it, the thin ice layer would shatter, and anyone who approached her would fall into the icy lake water, which was freezing cold and would keep sinking.
But she was also warm. Although she fed Qiao Zhizheng disgusting food and was happy to see the angry expression on her face, every time she was about to get into trouble, it was Qiao Zheng who would willingly and unwillingly remind her and pull her back.
Willing and unwilling, it's strange to use these two words to describe a person at the same time, right?
But that’s how Qiao Zheng is, and that’s the feeling Qiao Zheng gives Qiao Zhizheng.
Qiao Zhizheng wanted to ask Qiao Zheng, what kind of person are you?
I was thinking this in my heart, but the words out of my mouth somehow became - "Qiao Zheng, who are you?"
Is he an angel who came to save me, or a devil who came to push me into hell?
"Me?" Qiao Zheng crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "I am your retribution."
Qiao Zhizheng didn't get a satisfactory answer, so she frowned and complained, "You don't even know how to help me."
Qiao Zheng: "Get up on your own!"
Qiao Zhizheng acted coquettishly, "Pull me!"
Qiao Zhizheng pouted, her eyes and nose were red, like an innocent little deer with its legs entangled by vines, looking at humans with a pleading look. She looked so adorable that people couldn't help but feel kind.
But Qiao Zheng didn't buy it, "Hmph!"
He folded his arms and turned away.
Ahhhhhh damn it!
Qiao Zhizheng used his palms to support the door and stood up.
You see, that's it. Qiao Zheng won't help her unless it's a critical moment!
but……
Qiao Zhizheng looked at Qiao Zheng's back, and the curiosity he had always had about Qiao Zheng became stronger and stronger.
Qiao Zheng, why are you always so hot and cold towards me?
Ahhhhhh damn it! I really want to know!
Qiao Zhizheng prepared to find the answer herself.
Why not ask Qiao Zheng?
Qiao Zhizheng could guess with her toes that Qiao Zheng would definitely say "Hmph!" again.
After dinner, Qiao Zheng wore sunglasses and lay on the lounge chair on the balcony to admire the night sky. Qiao Zhizheng washed a plate of fruit, left half for his grandmother who was listening to TV, and brought the remaining half to the balcony to share with Qiao Zheng.
Qiao Zhizheng picked up a piece of sweet yellow peach with a fork and brought it to her mouth in a flattering manner.
Qiao Zheng opened her lips only slightly and refused her offer, "I don't eat the skin."
Qiao Zhizheng held up a fork and looked around in the small light from the balcony. She found a yellow peach peel the size of a mung bean and put it to her mouth. "If you don't eat it, I will."
After saying that, he picked up a fork again and looked carefully to confirm that there was not a trace of skin. He then held the yellow peach piece close to Qiao Zheng's mouth and coaxed her like a child, "No skin, eat it."
Only then did Qiao Zheng reluctantly open her mouth and accept the food she fed her.
Qiao Zhizheng continued to feed, and Qiao Zheng continued to eat.
Qiao Zheng stopped feeding and refused to eat anymore.
Qiao Zhizheng then explained her purpose, "Have you ever killed anyone before?"
When she asked, Qiao Zheng was drinking flower and fruit tea. Upon hearing this, she spat out a mouthful of tea and washed Qiao Zhizheng's face.
Qiao Zhizheng rushed into the bathroom to wash her face screaming "Ahhh", then rushed out screaming "Ahhh", squatted beside Qiao Zheng, and looked up at Qiao Zheng.
"Quick! Answer me!"
Qiao Zheng used her fingers to prop up her sunglasses to the top of her head, revealing her smooth, full forehead. Her eyes were filled with bright moonlight, and she cast a side glance at Qiao Zheng and said something sarcastically, "Did they knock on your head when they came to knock on the door?"
Qiao Zhizheng was stunned, and immediately realized that Qiao Zheng was saying that she was crazy for asking such a question.
After spending some time with Qiao Zheng, Qiao Zhizheng became bolder and rushed forward to cover Qiao Zhizheng's mouth which was always speaking sarcastic words to her.
But Qiao Zheng grabbed her and she sat on her legs, trying to struggle but unable to break free.
Seeing that he couldn't break free, Qiao Zhizheng simply stopped struggling and tentatively asked Qiao Zheng, "You used to be an actor."
Just after he finished speaking, he immediately denied his own words, "No, that's not right. If you were an actor, with such a beautiful face, you should have been famous a long time ago."
Qiao Zheng couldn't help laughing, "Narcissistic!"
Qiao Zhizheng giggled and moved closer, and two pairs of identical eyes looked at each other, one knowing everything, the other completely unaware.
The pair of eyes that were completely clueless looked at the eyes that knew everything and continued to speculate, "Isn't that an actor? Is that a play actor?"
Compared with actors on TV, movies and the big screen, it is relatively less easy for drama actors to become famous.
Drama actors have relatively less exposure, drama performances are limited to specific theaters, the audience is not as large as that of actors on the screen, and the scope of dissemination is narrower.
Qiao Zheng gently pushed Qiao Zhizheng away from her legs, stood up, and let Qiao Zhizheng spin in a circle under her hands, just like the perfect curtain call of an actor in a drama. While Qiao Zhizheng was immersed in this graceful spin, she left the stage smoothly.
Qiao Zhizheng was left with only anxious speculation. Without Qiao Zheng's own admission, Qiao Zhizheng could only continue with his wild speculation.
"hateful!"
Lying in bed, Qiao Zheng had a dream she hadn't had in a long time.
The same people from the daytime appeared in the dream, their ferocious faces twisted and horrifying in the dream.
Qiao Zheng gripped the knife handle tightly, but before she was about to do something irreversible, she withdrew her hand, and the blade brushed past her wrist.
She was so cowardly and ridiculous that she thought she had a bright future, but she stopped herself.
The police arrived and stopped their illegal debt collection behavior.
In the dream, the blood on the wrist seemed to never drain away, dyeing the entire dream red, and the fishy and sweet smell in the nose was so strong that it was nauseating.
It hurts so much. It really hurts.
I really want someone to help me.
But... no one came.
Qiao Zheng thought with self-loathing and self-abandonment, "Why? Qiao Zhizheng, why do you deserve my help?"
Half asleep and half awake, Qiao Zheng touched her wrist which was aching with phantom pain and let out a whimper from her throat.
A gentle hand slowly wiped the corners of Qiao Zheng's moist eyes.
Qiao Zheng opened her eyes alertly, and when she saw the scene in front of her, her heart almost jumped into her throat.
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Sister Qiao: Every action has its effect, and I am your retribution.
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