Chapter 1117 The Real Murderer Emerges 2

There was no one around, and the weeds were overgrown.

Few people knew that there was a steel plant in this place.

"We're here, Miss." Jiang Ci got out of the car and quickly opened the door for Tang Yaoyao.

"Haha, haha, where is this, are you all playing with me?"

Tang Yaoyao just got out of the car and heard a sinister laugh, which was particularly creepy in this empty place.

"Come and play, come and play, I like to drive bumper cars, hit people, hit people, it's fun to hit people."

In the messy steel plant, a man in black clothes was tied to a chair.

His arms were bruised from struggling, and there were dried blood on his forehead.

He didn't seem to feel any pain, and he kept laughing, laughing hideously and casually.

Tang Yaoyao walked over, and Jiang Ci stopped her worriedly: "Miss, this person is not normal."

Tang Yaoyao's eyes were fixed on the man.

He was dirty all over.

He was wearing a shabby black coat, the edges of his jeans were rubbed to pieces, he was not wearing shoes, and his hands were waving randomly, like a fool.

He smiled honestly, with an exaggerated and somewhat scary expression. When he saw Tang Yaoyao, he became even more excited and said with a smile: "Are you here to play with me?"

The legs tied to the chair jumped around: "Fun, fun, it's fun to bump into people!"

Tang Yaoyao said: "Is he... mentally ill?"

This person is a lunatic!

"Miss, this is the person we saw on the surveillance. When we found him, he fainted in the corner of the street with a lot of blood on his body. He looked like this after he woke up. We are not sure whether he is really crazy or pretending to be crazy."

Tang Yaoyao frowned: "No license, another lunatic."

"We still need to know the identity of this person."

"Find out as soon as possible."

Tang Yaoyao approached, very close to the lunatic, staring at him with his eyes.

The lunatic also looked at Tang Yaoyao. He was originally smiling happily, but his face froze again, and his eyes stared at her for a while.

Then he suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Kill!"

He made a move to kill Tang Yaoyao.

Seeing this, Jiang Ci subconsciously protected Tang Yaoyao.

"I'm fine. I want to see if he has any more moves."

Tang Yaoyao squinted her eyes and looked at the madman's movements. She was not afraid.

On the contrary, she felt that this madman was not simple.

The madman was controlled on the chair and could not move, but he looked at Tang Yaoyao fiercely, as if he was the murderer of his mother: "I want to kill you, I want to hit you, you are vicious, vicious, vicious!"

He was so excited that he wanted to get off the chair and then rolled to the ground along the chair.

The madman kept shouting and killing, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and he was completely in a state of madness.

Tang Yaoyao squatted down and asked: "How am I vicious? Who asked you to kill me?"

The madman could not hear Tang Yaoyao's words at all, and kept muttering: "I want to kill you, hit you to death, we are playing a game, just a game, we have to get into the play, get into the play!"

He looked at Tang Yaoyao and laughed: "Haha, I want to kill you, kill you, I will be free!"

He kept repeating these words in his mouth.

No one present knew what he meant.

The madman laughed hard, and then his body twitched, white foam came out of his mouth, and his face was very pale, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Miss, this man not only has mental problems, but also epilepsy." Jiang Ci said.

"Treat him, don't let him die."

A madman went on the highway and killed Xiao Jinhan.

What a hatred.

If it was just a simple madman, it would be too coincidental.