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 <p>Some people think the Westland pianist is a more dangerous criminal than the Sunday gardener, I don't think so. The starting point of the Sunday gardener is more bizarre, dreamy, and elusive than that of the Westland pianist.</p>
 <p>What I'm more curious about is what do these two serial killers think of each other after living in the same city for so long? If there is such a chance, will they become the opponent's chosen prey?</p>
 <p>I sincerely hope to see such a scene one day, it must be very interesting.</p>
 <p>Chapter 2 The Seal of Cain 01</p>
 <p>As we all know, Westland city is very poor security.</p>
 <p>Just over three-quarters of the way through 2016, the crime rate in Westland this year has not decreased but increased, maintaining an impressive record of ten shootings per day on average; ninety people were killed in August alone, and in the summer Before it was over, there had been more than five hundred murders across the city.</p>
 <p>Anyone in Westland who often talks about homicides has long been accustomed to being on call day and night in three shifts a day, and being called to the crime scene by a phone call in the middle of the night is simply impossible in their boring daily life. part of the division. This could explain why when Albarino Bacchus got off his Chevrolet smelling of perfume, it was just an ordinary field trip.</p>
 <p>At this time, it was after three o'clock in the morning, and a cordon was pulled outside a desolate and dark grove. The sparse branches were reflected in various strange colors by the lights on the top of the police car. Officer Bart Hardy of the Westland City Police Department was staring at the cordon, like a láng dog with blown-up fur: his appearance was enough to show that things were unusual.</p>
 <p>As soon as Officer Hardy looked up, he saw the most experienced and skilled forensic doctor of the Forensic Medicine Bureau walking towards the scene of the crime with a big smile on his face, carrying a forensic exploration box in his hand, and behind him was the car with "the crime scene". "The word out of place in the red sports car. Albarino's hair was messy and looked like it had been messed up by someone's fingers repeatedly, and even his belt buckle looked like it had been hastily fastened.</p>
 <p>He had been standing outside the cordon at Hardy Station for a while, and now the crime scene was busy with a group of scientists from the crime scene investigation team like worker bees. Before they finished taking pictures and fixing the evidence, they were not busy letting the forensic doctor in immediately. As soon as Albarino came over, Hardy could smell the aftershave, perfume, and wine on him, which made the officer frown. "You didn't drink a bar, Al?"</p>
 <p>"What? Absolutely not." The young forensic doctor opened his eyes exaggeratedly, as if trying to show that he was really a man of professional ethics, "but you did interrupt my wonderful night with two beautiful girls: A very, very wonderful night."</p>
 <p>This is half true: Albarino did have a great night, but he didn't flirt with the girls, he watched them from a distance: only when you're out of the way can you tell the whole story There was a general understanding; he spent hours watching girls with heavy makeup, he didn't like the smell of powder and perfume, but he believed they could be more beautiful if that layer of skin was removed.</p>
 <p>Hardy, of course, didn't know what was on his mind, but raised his eyebrows: apparently the conscientious officer didn't want to know at all who Albarino had spent the night with, and that was all he had in mind. Unreliable people can go out and flirt with girls the next day while still having an early shift. But Albarino certainly couldn't hear his slander, they all had the experience of this forensic doctor who didn't want to repent.</p>
 <p>Albarino looked behind Hardy curiously, his tone still heartless and happy: "Can I go in?"</p>
 <p>. . . Hardy spent two seconds wondering if it was an obscure joke, and he hoped it wasn't.</p>
 <p>"Wait for the CSI people to come out. The crime scene is a bit complicated. Don't go in and step on them until they're finished taking pictures." Hardy automatically ignored the confusion in his heart. "And we have to wait for Olga to come."</p>
 <p>"Olga?" Albarino couldn't help but ask: Olga Molozze is a professor of criminal psychology at Westland State University and a consultant to WLPD. She is not involved in ordinary cases. , "You called her too?"</p>
 <p>Obviously, things may be bigger than Albarino thought. When Hardy called him before to get him to the scene of the crime, he didn't elaborate on what was going on. He thought it was just an ordinary man. What about murders -- of course, "ordinary" murders are super bloody super brutal murders, and that's the life of a chief forensic officer.</p>
 <p>Now, the officer with the big dark circles under his eyes sighed wearily and said simply, in a tone that everyone knew, "Westland pianist."</p>
 <p>——Albarino really understands.</p>
 <p>"Westland Pianist" is a serial killer, more precisely, there are only two serial killers who have been committing crimes in Westland City but have never been caught, one is the pianist in Hardy's mouth, Another is a "Sunday Gardener" who likes to arrange flowers on dead bodies.</p>
 <p>Because the pianist's crime was cruel and the dead were still criminals, the media liked the pianist. In their favorite incendiary way of saying, he was "the leading serial killer in the entire city of Westland."</p>
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 <p>Albarino was a forensic pathologist at Westland Forensic Bureau, single, witty, and would go out for a drink with his colleagues – just like any other forensic pathologist.<br>
   Except for one thing: he was secretly a psycho serial killer.<br>
   For the longest time, Albarino had a normal 3-point-1-line life [1] from home – Forensic Bureau – crime scene (his own or someone else’s), until one day, another psycho serial killer unintentionally killed his target he had planned to kill for 3 months.<br>
   With all his meticulous planning ruined, he was pissed off, so he decided to provoke the other serial killer himself.<br>
   [1] a boring, monotone, unchanging life.<br></p>
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 <p>When he woke up, surrounded by zombies, Xiao Zhan was panicked, but fortunately he activated the fishing system.<br><br>
   “Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the zombies and rewarding Titanium Flame Taishou*1.”<br><br>
   “Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully fishing and obtaining S-level strength fruit.”<br><br>
   “Ding, congratulations to the host for his successful fishing and obtain the AK47 Fire Kirin*1.”</p>
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 <p>Accidentally traversed the deserted ancient continent and turned into the weakest black demon snake…</p>
 <p>What’s more unfortunate is that he is still trapped in the thunder formation and cannot get in or out!</p>
 <p>Fortunately, the super evolution system is activated in time!</p>
 <p>“Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a three-tailed mysterious snake!”</p>
 <p>“Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a six-tailed black winged snake!”</p>
 <p>“Ding! Congratulations to advance, evolve into a nine-tailed swallowing python!”</p>
 <p>“Ding! Congratulations for having acquired a new skill: Face Slap Invincible…”</p>
 <p>In this life, I want to be the foremost existence of the food chain! I also want to transform the dragon to make the people fear…</p>
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 <p>Travel through the nine princes of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, awaken and rise to the west and travel to the prehistoric world!</p>
 <p>The innate spirit treasure is invincible, the innate spirit roots exist in the world, all attributes can be extracted and strengthened.</p>
 <p>Thousands of attributes belong to one body, achieving the strongest supernatural power!</p>
 <p>Above the nine heavens, the dragon roared.</p>
 <p>The Six Daos of the Three Realms, the Vast Expanse of Primal Chaos, and the Holy Dragon were revered!</p>
 <p>By the way, I’m especially lucky…</p>
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 <p>In the age of the Great Liang Dynasty, the lives of the people were made convenient with steam-powered machines that run on a fuel named Violetstream Gold. Chang Geng, who lived in a small countryside village, shared a distant relationship with his mother while his stepfather was away most of the year round, and the only people he was close to were two little kids, the village teacher, and his yi fu – adoptive father. But his life was flipped upside down one day following the barbaric Man tribes’ invasion, and it turned out that his entire identity had been an illusion – not only was Chang Geng himself not the country boy he thought he was, but also his mother, his teacher, and even his beloved yi fu…</p>
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 <p>As a game designer, Xia Ruize loves to play games, but he doesn’t like to play games with lottery, because he is too lucky and has less fun.</p>
 <p>Until one day,</p>
 <p>Xia Ruize fell into a real infinite survival game, relying on excellent luck to survive in a desperate situation. He finally realized that being lucky was cool for a while, and being lucky has always been cool!</p>
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 <p>Ye Yang, the son of the Ye Family in Eight Desolate City, was once regarded as a genius. He could awaken his Dantian at the age of three and reach the third level of Qi Condensation at the age of five. But after a few years, He was seen as a person without talent because his cultivation was still stagnant at the age of 16. One day, He was framed and kept in a coma after he was rescued.</p>
 <p>Ye Yang was originally an instructor in a special troop. He was 21 years old and sacrificed his life to protect an unknown broken sword which was found on Everest. When he woke up, he became Ye Yang from the Eight Desolate City, unexpectedly obtained the recognition of the broken sword and learned the mysterious cultivation method “God Slaughtering Technique”. He then embarked on a path of cultivating through slaughter.</p>
 <p>When he was reborn, he swore, “I won’t let those who offended me off.” He wanted to reach the peak step by step, and also carried the mission to uncover the secret behind the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword.</p>
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 <p>The demon king, who was betrayed by his relatives, was taken to the lair of human beings. His heart was full of humiliation and resentment towards humans.</p>
 <p>“Despicable human beings, how can I be their servant? I am the great demon.”</p>
 <p>“Shameless human being, how dare you touch my tail? When I regain my power, I will tear you to pieces.”</p>
 <p>Surprisingly, the woman took him in for several days, fed him fragrant food, brushed his hair, bandaged his wounds, and brought him back to the mountains. The human released his restraint, touched his ear, and told him, “Go. I’m setting you free.”</p>
 <p>Yuan Xiang had just completed her Taoism studies and entered the Demon Forest.</p>
 <p>She wanted to capture a little demon as an apostle.</p>
 <p>A wolf demon was injured by the attack of other demons. He was lying on the ground with blood stains all over his body. Yuan Xiang couldn’t bear it. So she took him home, tended his wounds, and took good care of him. The wolf demon was untamable and often growled at her everyday, extremely vicious. Then she let him go.</p>
 <p>Thereafter, at times when Yuan Xiang returned from outside, she would find some strange gifts by her door.</p>
 <p>The demon king, who was hiding secretly, was tickled with hate: That woman made a binding contract with a demon cat! Besides that beautiful face, the cat is useless! She actually touched that fox’s tail. It can’t be better compared to mine. My tail is the best!</p>
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 <p>Wake up in another world, trapped in a secret realm where no one is credible and crises are everywhere. Fortunately, there is a lottery system.</p>
 <p>“Open the lottery system and give one unlimited lottery for free.”</p>
 <p>“You got a god-level prize: unlimited skill points.”</p>
 <p>Leng Seventeen: “This lottery system can be hidden.”</p>
 <p>…</p>
 <p>The little killer walks in the Nine Netherworlds, obliterates the system, turns it into a rule, and spy on the gods.</p>
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 <p>In the third year of the Kaihuang era, as the Great Sui began to unfold between the fall of the Northern Dynasties and the rise of the glorious Tang Dynasty, Emperor Yang Jian created the House of Blades – an intelligence agency for strategies and conspiracies – in preparation to unify the world.</p>
 <p>On a snowy night, a convoy of tribute from the Kingdom of Khotan was raided. Not one soul survived the attack. Feng Xiao, Second Commandant of the House of Blades, was ordered by the Emperor to investigate the matter in person.</p>
 <p>On the distant border, a storm brewed as major forces gathered from all sides in Liugong Town. The strong rubbed shoulders with the strong; the skilled crossed paths with the skilled.</p>
 <p>Here, the ever-successful Second Commandant Feng ran into a wall for the first time – all because of a feeble Taoist priest with ailing health.</p>
 <p>Some things would never be known if no fights were ever picked. Only through their skirmishes did Feng Xiao realise that this sick bastard seemed to have way more aliases and personas than he himself ever did.</p>
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 <p>Xu Beijin is an extra in the game ‘Escape.’ His usual role is to lie on the floor to be the corpse, while observing how the Missiontakers scratch their heads to figure out a way to survive.<br>
   All the other extras work extremely hard as if trying to win the next Oscar’s in order to leave this cruel, despairing world; while Xu Beijin has a simple, monotonous, tedious life.<br>
   Until one day, he picked up a streaming system…<br>
   Xu Beijin’s life has been entirely upended.<br>
   While lying on the floor as a corpse, the audience goes “AAAAAAAH Host what’s that behind you uwuwu…”<br>
   While he’s reading the script out loud, the audience goes “Hehehe Beibei’s so cute acting all serious! I want to lick!”<br>
   While he’s working hard to figure out the truth about this world, the audience goes “Today our Bei is also the hardworking Bei!”<br>
   While he’s… he’s working hard dating Lin Qin, the audience goes “?!?! This isn’t the horror game stream I signed up for!”<br></p>
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 <p>*Slow burn book*</p>
 <p>"Who touched you?" he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn't answer, his voice thundered in the room, "WHO?"</p>
 <p>The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, "Sir, it was Mr. Reverale," Damien's face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind.</p>
 <p>"Bring the man here."</p>
 <p>"N-now?" stuttered the butler. It was the time of night.</p>
 <p>Damien who hadn't broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl's head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master's eyes, "Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?" Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes.</p>
 <p>"Damien, are we having a late tea party?" Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out.</p>
 <p>Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain.</p>
 <p>"No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her," sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings.</p>
 <p>Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market.</p>
 <p>On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a 'guest' for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy.</p>
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 <p>The female protagonist of this book is a zombie (probably!) The male protagonist of this book is an air (maybe, but you can’t see it?) The system of this book is a bastard (like to open a mouth too much?) Anyway, this is a story about zombie with a memory, going back to the past, but accidentally turning this book into a story of a savior! (Huh? What? There is a killer? No, believe the author, she really did not kill, really! (No wonder!)</p>
 <p>The heroine said: The title of the book and so on are all fake!</p>
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