Chapter 739: Love Is a Second Coming (1)

"In that theme park, a very strange man appeared out of nowhere... We wanted to escape from the park, but no matter which direction we tried to run from, he would appear silently and kill anyone who stepped out of the park."

"He really killed people!"

"The knife in his hand was very sharp. It could cut our throats with just a slight stroke!"

"My friends all died in the theme park!"

"What I said is true. I'm not lying!"

"Doctor Bai, there really is a murderer there!"

"I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!"

The haggard man became more and more excited as he spoke, as if there were no one in this world who would believe him. He was alone and helpless. Now he could only place his only hope on the doctor in front of him.

Bai Yao stopped writing, raised his eyes, and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, don't worry, calm down, and explain the whole story clearly." The

haggard man finally met someone who didn't deny him blindly, and his body slowly relaxed. Now looking at this young doctor, he felt that he had finally grasped a life-saving straw, "The story started a month ago."

He is a real estate developer. Recently, he has taken a fancy to a piece of land, so he took a few business partners to investigate there. There is a large amusement park nearby.

This is an ancient theme amusement park. From the outside, it looks like a city. There are antique buildings inside. I don't know which dynasty it imitates, but the amusement park built in this place must not be doing very well.

It was already evening when they finished the dinner. Passing by the brightly lit amusement park, they thought they should go take a look at this place. If this amusement park can attract enough tourists, it will be more helpful for them to develop this place.

So a few people walked into the amusement park. The moment they stepped through the gate, they only felt a gust of cold wind blowing.

The amusement park, which was busy and noisy during the day, was particularly deserted at night. There was

no one in such a large amusement park.

A few people felt that something was wrong. Even at night, there shouldn’t be no one in the amusement park, right? Or was it that the business here was too bad and there were not many tourists?

When they were thinking about whether to leave, the parade floats arrived.

Standing on the gorgeous floats were not the princesses and princes that appear in many amusement parks, but strong men in armor. They were huge, wearing black armor masks, and the weapons in their hands weighed thousands of pounds.

They came slowly, like the giant spirits in the story.

Their majesty was also full of weirdness, making humans feel as small as dust.

Did they use any props?

That's why they look so tall?

Before a few people could react, a long spear pierced the brain of one of the spectators, and brain matter and blood splashed everywhere. The others took a long time to react before screaming and running away.

But those terrifying figures kept chasing them. The bloody knives and guns in their hands were like pendulums that rang the funeral bell. Those huge figures looked like ghosts instead of gods.

The survivors had to flee in different directions. They were all office bosses who were used to sitting in the office. They were fat and had great difficulty running.

Some people wanted to run out from the front door, but were stabbed in the throat by the people in the dark.

Some people wanted to escape by climbing over the wall, but after the flash of the knife, their bodies were split in two from the waist.

Some people tried to kneel down and beg for mercy, crying and shouting: "As long as you let me go, I will give you all my money! All to you!"

As his head fell to the ground, the noisy voice stopped.

The only person who came out alive was frightened by the bloody scene in front of him. When he woke up, he was already in the wilderness, holding a bloody knife in his hand, surrounded by a pile of torn bodies.

The police came quickly and arrested him as a murderer. Even though he insisted that he did not kill the person, there were only his fingerprints on the murder weapon, and the theme park he mentioned did not exist at all. Later

, the police found out that several of them had done a lot of shameful things in the real estate business over the years, so they guessed that they had a conflict because of the uneven distribution of the spoils.

Even though he strongly denied it and insisted that there were ghosts killing people in the park, no one believed him. Many people thought that he was just pretending to be crazy and trying to escape the punishment for murder.

The man looked terrified, "Doctor Bai, do you understand? I didn't kill anyone, those monsters killed them all!"

Bai Yao calmly wrote down everything the man said in the notebook. She raised her face and said with a smile: "Well, I understand. Those people you mentioned were killed by other people, not by you."

"Yes, I didn't kill them! I didn't kill anyone!"

Bai Yao flipped through the information in her hand and asked: "Isn't it true that you and those business partners threatened the local residents in order to get a piece of land?"

The man was stunned, "This, this..."

He didn't dare to admit this, which means that he still has normal thinking and can make judgments that are beneficial to himself.

Bai Yao wrote another line in the notebook.

The man said in panic: "No, no, no, Doctor Bai, I didn't kill anyone!"

Bai Yao replied: "It's not my job to judge whether you have killed anyone or not. I am only responsible for diagnosing whether you have any mental problems."

The man looked even more anxious. He didn't want to be considered a madman, and he didn't want to be considered a murderer. If one of the two was more beneficial to him, he would definitely choose the former.

If he was considered a murderer, he would definitely be sentenced to death, but if he was a madman, at worst he would not be sentenced to death.

"No, Doctor Bai! I'm sick!" The man stood up excitedly, the chair slid across the floor, the friction sound was particularly harsh, he lay on the table, wishing he could reach over the table and grab Bai Yao's hand, "I'm really sick! I'm crazy! Write quickly, I'm crazy! I'm a lunatic!"

His movements were too big, the things on the table fell down, the photo frames fell down, and a group photo was carelessly exposed in his field of vision.

This is a photo of Bai Yao and a boy.

She was wearing a red wedding dress, standing on a small bridge with flowing water, and the beautiful round fan in her hand covered half of her face.