Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps out of the shadow of this incident, Qian Fugui moved with his children.

They came to a new place, rented a house that was neither too big nor too small, lived in the urban village, and started a new life.

However, the good times did not last long.

After living here for only a year, one ordinary night, the serial killer came to this urban village and happened to come to Qian Fugui's residence and killed him.

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The memory ended here, and Mo Ci didn't know whether Qian Fugui's child was killed by the murderer like him, or was lucky enough to survive and live a different hard life.

But Mo Ci knew that the time point he arrived this time must be before the murderer attacked Qian Fugui.

This foreseeable situation would help Mo Ci escape.

But apart from this, Mo Ci also wanted to know another thing, he said to Qian Fugui.

"I already know about your situation. I will do my best to help you. But why do you call me Lord God?"

Qian Fugui was obviously a little surprised that Mo Ci asked such a question, but he also knew that he still needed Mo Ci's help, so he simply answered.

"I don't know either. After I died, I was very unwilling to accept it. Before I knew it, I came to a strange place. There were many people like me there."

"There's an incense stand there, and it says the God can help us, but we just need to draw lots. I was lucky this time, I drew the lot, and then I came here."

"God, is there anything wrong with this title? If you don't like it, I can change it."

As Qian Fugui spoke, he shrank back awkwardly, and looked at Mo Ci with avoidant eyes, fearing that Mo Ci would not help him if he was unhappy.

After hearing this, Mo Ci roughly understood what was going on. Seeing Qian Fugui's expression, he was too lazy to ask any more questions and just kept talking.

"I see."

The question now was, how was he going to enter the mission world? Mo Ci turned his gaze to the table in front of him. Just as he had this thought, his figure disappeared the next second.

Qian Fugui looked at this scene and trembled with fear. Then he saw something similar to a big movie screen appear in the space, showing Mo Ci's appearance at the moment.

Mo Ci could feel that he had entered Qian Fugui's body. It was a very strange feeling, but he didn't have time to think about it. He just opened his eyes subconsciously.

In the darkness, he happened to meet a man's fierce eyes and the kitchen knife he raised high, ready to drop.

Mo Ci's body reacted first and shrank inward, just in time to avoid the other party's chopping movement with the kitchen knife.

He stretched out his leg and kicked the opponent's arm, knocking the kitchen knife out of his hand. Then he turned over swiftly and pressed down on the opponent to beat him.

After an unknown number of hits, Mo Ci clearly felt that the other party's struggle gradually subsided, so he picked up the kitchen knife that fell to the ground and turned on the light in the room.

In an instant, the whole room lit up, and Mo Ci saw the true face of the murderer.

This is indeed not someone Qian Fugui knows. Is it really just an accident?

Mo Ci was thinking about something in his mind, but his hands did not stop moving. Instead, he used the old clothes placed on the bedside in the room to tie the other person's hands behind his back.

He then tied the man's legs together at the foot of the bed, picked up the phone on the other end, and called the police.

At this time, it is still five minutes past two in the morning. In the dead of night, no one would have thought that a murderer would be around.

The police call was quickly connected, and a voice came from the other end. Mo Ci also skillfully stated where he was at the moment and the fact that the murderer broke into the house and killed people.

When the other party heard this, he immediately asked Mo Ci how he was doing now. Mo Ci just said that he had controlled the other party.

The police said they would send someone immediately and asked him to be careful, then hung up the phone.

Soon, only Mo Ci and the murderer were left in the entire space.

The murderer is still struggling, but unfortunately Mo Ci's method of tying people up is very professional. Unless someone helps, he will not be able to untie them by his own ability.

Mo Ci came in front of the murderer, he squatted down and looked at the murderer who was half lying on the ground. The murderer looked like he was not a good person, especially at this moment.

The viciousness in his eyes makes it hard not to be afraid.

However, Mo Ci is not Qian Fugui, so he would not be afraid of such a murderer. After all, Mo Ci has killed many people.

At this moment, Mo Ci looked at the other party and asked calmly.

"What's your name? Why are you trying to kill me?"

Qian Fugui's memory came to an abrupt end the moment he was killed in his sleep. He might think it was just an accident, but Mo Ci didn't think so.

Especially after experiencing the previous worlds, Mo Ci no longer thinks that this is just an accident.

After all, this is a modern plane, a modern plane with a sound legal system, not a chaotic apocalypse.

Qian Fugui's body is suitable for physical work. No matter what, he is a strong middle-aged man.

And what about the murderer?

Mo Ci compared the two men's body shapes. To be honest, if this wasn't Qian Fugui's home, anyone would misunderstand the current situation of the two of them.

After all, the other person's figure was obviously much thinner.

Since he is a murderer, he naturally understands what kind of people are easy to kill and what kind of people are not easy to kill.

Take the building that Qian Fugui rented, for example. Qian Fugui lived on the third floor with his child. There were three other households on this floor, two of which were women with children, and it was obviously easier for them to be robbed than Qian Fugui.

Not to mention the third floor, just look at the first and second floors. There are also elderly people with mobility problems and single women. Which one wouldn't be easier to get than money and wealth?

But he happened to touch Qian Fugui.

Mo Ci didn't think that other people should be targeted by the murderer, but he felt that this was not in line with the mentality of a skinny murderer.

So, he would feel that there was something fishy going on.

When the murderer was asked this question by Mo Ci, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and his eyes were vague. Although he quickly recovered, Mo Ci was certain that the other party was coming for Qian Fugui.

But how did Qian Fugui, a man who earns just enough to make a living, end up offending such a person?

Mo Ci took another good look at the other person, and after confirming that such a person had never appeared in Qian Fugui's memory, he shifted his gaze.

There was nothing I could get out of him, so I might as well take a good look at where I was living and... Qian Fugui's four-year-old son.

This room is actually not that big, but Qian Fugui managed to carve out a small space for his four-year-old son to sleep.

Although it was only covered with a simple curtain, it still isolated a separate space.

Mo Ci walked over, lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw the child with a red face sleeping on the bed.