Chapter 4: The Psychopathic Killer

On the day he met my parents, he dressed up specially. He wore a formal black suit and a pair of leather shoes, looking every bit like a young master from a wealthy family.

He prepared a lot of gifts, filling up the trunk of the car. Today, he drove a car worth over 200,000 yuan. I guessed it was part of his personal property.

I whispered, "Why did you buy so many things? They can't be cheap. Making money isn't easy, and my parents are very easy - going."

But he replied with conviction, "How can I not buy more? It's the first time a son - in - law visits his in - laws. There has to be some sense of ceremony. Although I'm not extremely wealthy, I don't lack the money for gifts."

When my parents met Xie Yan, they were quite satisfied with him. Mainly, this guy was very obedient. He would smile and nod at whatever the elders said. He was quite talkative, and in just one meal, he had my parents beaming with joy.

Getting married in a flash is like a gamble. You either win or lose. Facing this outcome, it's like winning a million - yuan lottery.

Looking at my newly - wed husband, I felt like a huge pie had fallen from the sky onto me.

I've been doing good deeds and working hard for over 20 years. I deserve to have such a great guy.

I originally got married just to inherit my grandfather's estate. Unexpectedly, Xie Yan is really nice to me.

I secretly sent a message to my best friend.

The man she introduced to me really solved my urgent problem.

In the evening, I went to Xie Yan's house as a guest. According to him, we would live here together in the future, and he asked me to see if there was anything we needed to add.

His place lacked nothing. Moreover, it was a school - district house in the city center, and the conditions were much better than I had imagined.

So, this was what he meant by "not bad". This house was worth several million yuan.

The decoration was in a minimalist style, and all the cold - toned materials used were of the highest quality.

Just looking at the decoration, one could tell that a lot of money had been spent.

Xie Yan was busy cooking in the kitchen, and I was sitting on the sofa, bored and watching TV.

I randomly switched to the news channel, and there was still news about the psychopathic killer.

I heard that this psychopath had been very rampant recently. Not only did he target women, but it seemed he was attacking without discrimination.

The news reminded the public to be especially vigilant when going out. If they found any suspicious people, they should call the police immediately. This matter had caused a huge stir.

Single girls were very worried when getting off work at night, and the situation was getting more and more chaotic.

I couldn't help but sigh, "It's really scary. That psychopathic killer has already taken dozens of lives. And he's still at large. It's so unsafe for me to commute alone every day."

Xie Yan came over with a plate of grapes, sat down in front of me, and said, "I can pick you up and drop you off from work in the future."

I quickly waved my hand. That wasn't what I meant.

It seemed he had misunderstood, so I quickly explained, "No need. You're quite busy, and I leave the store early every day. But the previous attacks of that psychopath seemed to only target girls, and now no one is spared. I heard that a family of three was killed by him a few days ago. He's really insane."

He put a grape to my lips, and his tone remained cold, "Is it possible that there are two killers?"

I was a bit shocked and turned to look at him. I didn't expect him to say such a thing.

Listening to him, it seemed he knew something.

Seeing my complex expression, he patted my head and laughed, "What kind of look is that? I just said it casually. Usually, a killer like this doesn't change his target easily. So, if the modus operandi suddenly changes, it's quite reasonable to assume there are two people. You don't suspect that I'm the psychopath, do you?"

After hearing his words, I shivered and shook my head vigorously, forcing a laugh, "No, of course not. I just think what you said makes a lot of sense. Hehe."

I don't know why, but at this moment, the scene I saw in the tattoo shop suddenly popped into my mind.

That strange smell was very unusual. Could it be the smell of a rotting corpse?

Maybe I've watched too many horror movies.

My expression became uglier and uglier, but Xie Yan didn't say much. He just smiled and said, "Do you really think I'm that psychopathic killer? Well, it's getting late. I'll send you back. Pack your things and move here tomorrow."

Hearing this, I secretly let out a sigh of relief. If this continued, I didn't know what kind of plots I would come up with in my mind.

I still felt uneasy.

How could such a handsome and wealthy man end up with me?

Everything was going so smoothly that it was unbelievable, as if someone had arranged it.

If the psychopathic killer used such means to find his prey, wouldn't I be like a little white rabbit walking right into the trap?