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Twelve constellations serial murder case
Section 0 1 campus murder
Updated on July 20, 2009: 06: 25 Words: 7599
Up to now, I still clearly remember that day was September 30, 2008. For the vast majority of people in this world, this is an extremely ordinary day. Maybe they all got up, washed, had breakfast, went to work, or went to class as usual, or were busy preparing for the next day's "Eleventh" holiday. It seems that everything is going on in an orderly way and busy.
But for me, and for my classmates who traveled with me, September 30, 2008 was a gray and foggy day. It is no exaggeration to say that it was the beginning of the journey to hell. In the week after that day, the haze of death has been hanging over each of us, and we have been nervous all day, drifting on the edge of mental breakdown, watching our companions being killed one after another strangely, and in the end, most of us failed to return to school alive.
I'm just an ordinary college student. I haven't learned any strange mediums that are far away, and I'm not a self-taught psychic. But I can strongly feel the tears, curses and regrets of my dead classmates in another world.
Similarly, as one of the last two survivors, I also feel a little inexplicable confusion and sympathy for this bloody killing. I am not a cold-blooded animal, but sometimes there is always an unbearable feeling and strength behind killing. Just like a news report, a 20-year-old young man kidnapped a child just to raise several thousand yuan to operate on his dying mother.