Criminal Psychology Book 1

Chapter 84: Three Graves 47

It was an inconspicuous building.

At least among the many ancient buildings of Yongchuan University, the small three-story building is not eye-catching.

Its exterior wall is red, and the architectural style has a clear Republican flavor. Therefore, even the windows are made of stained glass collage. This style is rare in modern times.

In Yongchuan University, most of these small buildings are shared, some are professor's offices, some are experimental buildings, and some are used as exhibition halls. However, because these small buildings are very precious, most of them belong to the school. For private use, if you have not read the information intentionally, about few people know that there is such a small red building that is not part of the school deep in the footpath along the lake shore.

The cherry blossoms outside the small building are blooming very well, and the big pink clouds are reminiscent of many wonderful and touching stories.

I don't know when it started, and some young faces gradually gathered outside the small building.

The first person who came outside didn't push the door casually. He just stood quietly at the door and held the cold weapon in his arms more tightly. After him, some people came. Girls in school uniforms, teenagers in peaked caps, girls in long skirts and caps ...

Like what kind of rally, there were more and more people outside the building, but unlike the rally, they didn't communicate with each other.

The sun gradually moved, everything around it looked extremely bright and extremely brilliant.

Finally, the person standing in front moved, and he slowly walked up the stairs and pushed hard, and the red door suddenly opened.

At that moment, all the people outside the small building were not in a hurry to go in. They all took the same thing and took something out of their arms or pockets.

Iron bars, chains, knives ...

They held the instruments in their hands tightly, their blood stretched, one by one, and walked into the building.

Unlike the bright scene outside the building, the inside of the small building is very dark, and all the stained glass is covered with black cloth, and the temperature is suddenly reduced.

The door suddenly closed, and the last person who walked in held the large chain to wear inside the handle of the door. The metal rubbed against the metal, making a squeaking noise, and the whole door was locked firmly.

From light to darkness, the human eye needs some adaptation time, so they can hardly see any scene in the building.

It stands to reason that people will feel fear when they lose sight, but they do not have any sense of fear, because they are with each other, and when they are together, there is no fearful voice in the world.

They gradually heard that in the large space, there were some whispering sounds echoing. It was the sound of nocturnal creatures crawling on the floor in the night, maybe a mouse or a cockroach, or something else.

Their vision was gradually restored, and everyone was fighting.

There really are people here!

A chandelier hung from the old ceiling, and the dim light suddenly fell on them, and they trembled suddenly.

Before entering the building, of course, they had imagined what a group called "Three Graves" was.

They had imagined how they looked when they were in a meeting, how they talked, how they thought they were impossible, and even fantasized that they were beaten with iron pipes * to see them mourn in a pool of blood ...