boyutpedia Chapter 158 Victoria One 2
Chapter 158 Victoria One 2
in the living room.
The pregnant woman's Filipino maid was using an exhaust fan to seal clothes while simultaneously talking on the phone with her husband.
The Filipino maids are not particularly good-looking, but they have great figures.
There are at least two volleyballs.
Ring ring— Ring ring— Ring ring—
Doorbell rang.
The Filipino maid got up, cursing as she walked away: "Damn it, what kind of doorbell is that in the middle of the night!"
Open the peephole.
The hallway lights were on, but it was empty; there was no one in sight.
"That's strange, could the doorbell be broken?"
The Filipino maid unzipped the door and turned the doorknob.
The door was ajar.
The Filipino maid leaned closer, trying to see if anyone was at the door.
Bah!
The door was suddenly kicked open, and it bounced back, hitting the Filipino maid's large face.
The Filipino maid groaned and fell to the ground.
His nose was smashed, and blood was streaming down his face.
The person who came in was the woman in the baseball cap who came up from the security room. She suddenly rushed over and quickly pulled out a screwdriver about two feet long from her tool bag.
The woman in the baseball cap grabbed the Filipino maid by the hair and shoved a screwdriver into the back of the maid's head with her right hand.
A sharp screwdriver pierced through the back of the Filipino maid's head.
puff-
The tip of the screwdriver suddenly pierced through the Filipino maid's left eye socket, and the large eyeball was punctured and popped out.
It dripped and clung to my eyelids.
The woman in the baseball cap looked up, slightly out of breath.
That's why they say killing is physically demanding.
It's difficult for an ordinary person to kill a chicken, let alone a human.
Murder is an extreme test of a person's physical and mental strength.
He casually tossed the Filipino maid aside.
The woman slowly walked into the hallway connecting the living room and the bedroom.
Ring ring— Ring ring— Ring ring—
The shrill ringing shattered the tranquility of the night.
The woman in the baseball cap stopped, frantically searching for her phone before answering, "Hello?"
The voice on the other end of the phone said, "Hey, where are you? Why is it so quiet?"
The woman lowered her voice and said, "I'm working."
The person on the other end of the phone was a man who said, "I forgot to tell you earlier, when you come up, buy me two bottles of whiskey. The corkage fee here is really expensive, so you have to sneak them in, understand?"
The woman in the baseball cap smiled slightly, revealing a warm smile: "OK!"
The man on the other end of the phone rattled off a whole bunch of things, basically asking the woman to buy some things and bring them over.
They were having a great time on the phone.
Click!
I heard the sound of a door opening behind me.
The woman in the baseball cap turned around to look.
A woman wearing a maternity sundress was standing at the bedroom door, her long hair flowing.
The pregnant woman saw her Filipino maid lying on the ground, her eyes wide open in death, and then she saw the woman in the baseball cap with a cold expression. She was so frightened that she quickly closed the bedroom door.
The beautiful pregnant woman was completely flustered, covering her mouth with one hand and pacing anxiously in the bedroom.
Click!Click!Click!
The woman in the baseball cap outside had started banging on the door, and the doorknob was teetering on the verge of falling off.
Home is a warm harbor.
Many people think about going home and relaxing in bed after a long day at work.
But now.
A strange woman barged in.
What's even more terrifying is that this strange woman is a serial killer.
The pretty pregnant woman hurriedly went into the bathroom and locked the door from the inside.
Bah!
The woman in the baseball cap stormed into the bedroom, hammer in hand, her cold eyes sweeping around.
The bedroom was small, with nowhere to hide.
The woman in the baseball cap quickly located the bathroom, darted to the bathroom door, and started smashing it with a hammer.
40!
40!
40!
Why 40? Because the woman is holding a small hammer.
The door in the house was just for show anyway.
The woman in the baseball cap smashed the doorknob in four or five blows and pushed the door open.
The bathroom was even more cramped, with only a shower curtain to block the view.
The woman in the baseball cap pulled back the shower curtain, only to find it completely empty.
Whoosh!
The woman in the baseball cap's gaze sharpened as a dark shadow flashed past behind her.
The woman in the baseball cap then remembered.
There is a wardrobe in the bedroom.
When I came out, I saw that the wardrobe door in the bedroom was wide open and the door was still swaying slightly.
"That woman cannot be allowed to live!"
The woman in the baseball cap, carrying a tool hammer, jogged after him.
Whoosh!
Just as the woman in the baseball cap thought the pregnant woman had left, a clothesline suddenly shot out from behind the wall and pierced her cheek.
The woman in the baseball cap lost her balance and fell to the ground.
The pretty pregnant woman saw the woman in the baseball cap fall down and hurriedly tried to run away.
But unexpectedly, my ankle tightened.
It turned out that the woman in the baseball cap had grabbed her ankle.
The pregnant woman lunged forward and fell heavily to the ground.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The pregnant woman felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, as if she was about to give birth.
Beneath the woman's nightgown, a pool of pink liquid slowly accumulated.
My water broke!
The pregnant woman clutched her belly and wailed in pain.
The intense pain prevented her from screaming.
"Help, help!"
The pregnant woman suddenly felt her ankle being grabbed and was being dragged towards the window by a force.
The pretty pregnant woman kept shouting for help.
However, the room was soundproofed so well that no one could hear her.
Just when the beautiful pregnant woman was in despair.
The woman in the baseball cap took out cable ties from her tool bag and tied the pregnant woman's hands behind her back, then tied her feet as well.
The cable ties work very well.
The pregnant woman was immediately bound tightly, with no chance to struggle.
The woman in the baseball cap looked at her masterpiece, pondering how to kill the pregnant woman.
Her original plan was to throw the pretty pregnant woman out of the window.
However, although the pregnant woman was slim, she and the fetus in her womb weighed at least 160 or 170 pounds, which was far beyond her ability to move.
The woman in the baseball cap glanced at him.
His mouth twitched.
. . . . . .
"Wow, she lives in such a nice place, that woman deserves to die!"
The car drove into the underground parking garage of Victoria One residential complex. Inside, there were rows of luxury cars, including Mercedes-Benz and BMW, and several Rolls-Royces. It was a dazzling sight.
Li Jian's Mazda appeared quite out of place here.
Yang Zhen was extremely resentful of the rich. He was initially terrified, but after seeing so many luxury cars, his anxious heart was gradually overwhelmed by hatred.
"Old Yang, go to the security room and take down the surveillance cameras!"
As soon as they got off the bus, Liang Junyi assigned them tasks.
They are all tech-savvy, and they are most sensitive to the issue of surveillance.
Li Jian glanced at the floor where the secretary lived, and it turned out to be the same floor as Li Jiawen.
Both are on the 17th floor.
Li Jian said, "Remember, this operation must be swift. There must be no dragging things out, and we cannot allow a repeat of the last situation!"
Liang Junyi blushed slightly.
If it weren't for his mistake, things wouldn't be like this today.
Liang Junyi took out several masks from his pocket, one for each of them.
"Brother Jian, we'll listen to you!"
Li Jian put on a mask and then a baseball cap. Dressed like this, it would be difficult for people around him to recognize him at a glance. He glanced at his watch and said, "It's 11:35 now. I'll try to finish this in ten minutes."
Several people quickly entered the elevator.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
click!
Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand reached in.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"
A guy wearing a white wool sweater squeezed in, with a golf club bag slung over his shoulder, looking every bit the business elite.
Upon seeing this man, Lin Yixiang quickly lowered the brim of his hat.
Li Jian said, "Brother, the elevator is a bit crowded. Why don't you wait for the next one?"
The golfer, however, was completely oblivious to the situation and remained extremely polite: "The next train won't be for a while, and we're all grown men, so squeezing in won't be a problem!"
Li Jian stopped speaking.
The elevator doors closed slowly, and the elevator ascended rapidly.
An eerie silence fell over the elevator; not even a breath could be heard.
Li Jian glanced at the golfer.
He looked to be in his thirties, with greasy, shiny hair so thick that even a fly could twist its ankle if it stood on it.
He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked like a Pinduoduo version of Li Jian (the one from Shui Mu Nian Hua).
The golfer was also sizing up Li Jian and his two companions.
He thought to himself: Wearing a hat and a mask at night, he doesn't look like a good guy. Damn it, is he here to rob us?
Just thinking about this.
The golfer regretted it; he regretted taking that elevator.
What if these people come out on the same floor as me later?
The scene was so beautiful that the golfer shuddered.
My hand unconsciously reached for the golf club bag.
Ring ring! Ring ring! Ring ring!
A sudden ringing of a bell startled the golfer, making him shudder.
But at this moment, in this scene...
He didn't want to answer the call at all.
The phone kept ringing.
Li Jian said calmly, "Your phone rang."
The golfer suddenly realized what was happening and quickly pulled out his phone, pressing the answer button: "Hey, honey, didn't I tell you not to call me at this time?"
We just met, there's nothing to think about yet.
Okay, you need to be good these next two weeks. I've told you before, things were okay a while ago, but now she's about to give birth, and I need to be with her. Stop making a fuss. I'll come to be with you as soon as she gives birth, mua! mua! mua!
The man kissed his phone several times.
Li Jian and the others were so engrossed in listening to it that they got goosebumps.
Li Jian suddenly remembered that the last time he came here, he met a beautiful pregnant woman in the elevator, who was probably this scumbag's wife.
Li Jian thought to himself, "His wife is about to give birth and he's still out having fun. What a scumbag!"
Each of them had their own ulterior motives, and the elevator quickly arrived at the 15th floor.
The elevator lights came on, and the doors opened.
The golfer remained motionless, still rambling on the phone inside the elevator.
Liang Junyi couldn't help but pat the golfer on the shoulder: "Hey, we're here."
The golfer was on the verge of tears, but remained calm: "Oh? Is that so? I don't live on this floor."
"Damn it, you don't live on this floor, why did you press the elevator button for the 15th floor?"
Lin Yixiang, who was behind him, couldn't hold back and rushed up to hit him.
I was already in a bad mood, and then I ran into an idiot.
Even with his good temper, Lin Yixiang finally snapped.
"Do not impulse!"
Li Jian pressed Lin Yixiang down with one hand and said to the golf ball man, "Don't want to leave?"
The golf ball man sensed danger and his feigned composure crumbled instantly: "Brother, don't kill me! I have an eighty-year-old mother and an unborn son. I'll give you the money!"
Li Jian and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
Li Jian, in particular, looked completely bewildered.
WTF?
I just wanted to ask him which floor he should go up to if he wasn't going down, so I could press the elevator button for him.
"Brother, you've misunderstood. We're good people!"
Liang Junyi tried to speak to men in a kind tone.
The golf man didn't believe it at all.
nice guy?
Who are these good people wearing baseball caps and masks in the middle of the night, and in groups of them?
Especially Li Jian.
He was enveloped in a dense aura of killing intent.
This murderous aura was imperceptible during the day, but at night, in such a confined space, even the slow-witted golfer sensed something was amiss.
Leung Chun-yee even wanted to pull down his mask so the other person could see his face as a good citizen of Hong Kong.
"Sir, we are really not bad people, and we didn't mean to do anything to you. Please leave quickly."
The golf ball man covered his face and asked timidly, "You're really not here to rob me?"
Li Jian pushed Liang Junyi aside and beckoned to the golf ball man with his finger: "Come on, let me show you a treasure."
The golfer instinctively opened his eyes.
A fist the size of a clay pot came flying at him. The golfer screamed and felt his body lighten.
He was thrown out of the elevator.
The golfer only saw three middle fingers pointing at him from inside the elevator.
"Damn it, they're bullying honest people!"
The golfer, who had just been punched, covered his eyes and cursed in a wronged tone.
In the elevator.
Li Jian suddenly frowned and looked at Liang Junyi and Lin Yixiang: "Did you smell anything?"
Liang Junyi and Lin Yixiang both shook their heads.
"Am I too sensitive?"
Li Jian made a self-deprecating remark.
Just now, the moment the elevator doors opened on the 15th floor, Li Jian smelled a faint, almost imperceptible odor of blood.
Perhaps because he had killed so many people, Li Jian was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood.
Even when Fan Shuwa, Zhao Zhao, Gang Sheng, and Feng Jie Zu were fully armed, Li Jian could already tell whose card to choose that night.
The elevator goes up.
Came to the 17th floor.
This building has a two-unit-per-floor layout, and each unit is a large, single-level apartment.
In mainland China, wealthy people would not even consider such a two-unit-per-floor apartment.
But this is Hong Kong Island.
Every inch of land is worth every inch of gold.
Developers are willing to sacrifice an elevator in order to ensure the living space.
The elevator door opens.
Li Jian and his two companions filed out.
As Li Jian passed by Li Jiawen's door, he couldn't help but take another look.
Lin Yixiang reminded him, "Brother Jian, it's not this one, it's the one next door."
Li Jian withdrew his gaze and followed them to the door of room 1702.
Lin Yixiang quickly found a bank card and some professional lock-picking tools.
As an elite member of the intelligence department, Lin Yixiang's lock-picking skills are master-level.
In just a few seconds, there was a soft click.
The door is open!
The three people entered room 1702.
The whole room was pitch black, with only a faint ray of light coming in from the window.
The three of them dared not turn on the light and stood on tiptoe.
Li Jian patted Liang Junyi on the shoulder and pushed him towards the corridor.
Liang Junyi turned his head and saw light seeping out from the end of the corridor.
"This woman is in the bedroom!"