If you keep doing that, I'm gonna scream.

Ding Sicong, nineteen years old, lost both his parents in a car accident six months ago. The insurance company paid him 1.36 million yuan in compensation, half of which he spent on purchasing game items and skins.

In the interrogation room, Ding Sicong cooperated fully, revealing everything that had happened.

The victim was a female university student named Li Ying, twenty-one years old, studying in the capital. She met Ding Sicong online.

Since the death of his parents, Ding Sicong had not left his room, and the large compensation sum was enough to cover his daily expenses.

After chatting for over a month, Ding Sicong developed further intentions. He invited Li Ying to his home, and she agreed to come over and become intimate with him.

Afterward, Li Ying told Ding Sicong, "I want to commit suicide, but I can't bring myself to do it. Can you help me?"

Ding Sicong could sense the pain in Li Ying's eyes, reminiscent of his own desire for death after losing his parents.

In a moment of madness, he strangled Li Ying. She offered no resistance, and three minutes later, Ding Sicong released his grip and collapsed onto the bed.

After killing Li Ying, Ding Sicong felt no remorse. He dragged her body into the bathroom and went back to playing video games.

The next day, realizing the decaying corpse would start to smell and alert others, Ding Sicong planned to dismember the body, flushing the flesh down the drain and boiling the bones for later disposal.

However, when he attempted to carry out this plan, he found it far too difficult. The kitchen knife could not cut through the bones, and the hair nearly clogged the drain.

Upon cutting open Li Ying's abdomen, a fetus the size of a palm appeared before his eyes, filling Ding Sicong with immense guilt. He considered turning himself in but lacked the courage.

Come lunchtime, the famished Ding Sicong ordered takeout as usual, and the events that followed unfolded as witnessed by Su He.

The police confirmed that the scene matched Ding Sicong's account, but whether Li Ying had truly asked Ding Sicong to kill her remained unverified due to her death.

Regardless, Ding Sicong had committed murder and would face legal consequences.

Meanwhile, Officer Zhou personally escorted Su He out of the police station, inquiring solicitously, "You mentioned going to Taiwan in a couple of days?"

"Yes, just two or three days, back as soon as the filming is done..."

"No rush, no rush. Since you finally get a chance to travel, you might as well enjoy it for at least ten days or two weeks..."

Perplexed by Officer Zhou's odd behavior, Su He asked, "Do you perhaps wish I wouldn't return?"

Zhou chuckled awkwardly, patting Su He's shoulder. "If that's what you think, then all the better."

In Zhou's eyes, Su He was an eccentric character, and the farther away he went, the better.

It was already late at night when Su He returned to the motel on his electric scooter. Ma Mingzhe and the others were asleep, but Su He lay awake, too uneasy even to use the bathroom.

Every time he closed his eyes, his mind replayed the grisly scene from Ding Sicong's bathroom—severed limbs, the barely formed fetus...

That Ding Sicong was a true psychopath, able to eat steak and play games in such an environment. Su He hadn't eaten dinner, repulsed by the thought of rice or noodles.

In the wee hours, Dong Yong woke up to use the restroom. When he turned around, he found Su He standing silently behind him, eyes drooping.

"What the hell are you doing?" Dong Yong was nearly scared out of his wits.

Su He, exhausted, said, "Brother Yong, I'll go to the bathroom with you..."

Dong Yong glared at Su He. "Are you sick or something? Su He, tell me honestly, are you just horny?"

Su He grabbed Dong Yong's arm, heading for the bathroom. "Hurry up... I can't hold it anymore!"

Can't hold it anymore!

Dong Yong refused, gripping the bedframe with one hand. "Su He, calm down..."

"Calm down, my ass! I've been holding it all night... Brother Yong, I beg you, I'll buy you breakfast tomorrow..."

In desperation, Su He offered to buy Dong Yong breakfast.

Dong Yong clung tightly to the bed, looking into Su He's urgent eyes. "Su He, listen to me. Don't be rash. Let me use the bathroom first, then I'll take you outside..."

Before Dong Yong could finish, Su He cut him off. "I'll go to the bathroom with you..."

"Tsk— Su He, if you keep this up, I'll call for help!"

Dong Yong glared at Su He, his boundaries firmly set. He never expected Su He to be this kind of person.

It's just using the bathroom together, why make such a fuss?

Unable to hold it any longer, Su He went to the bathroom alone. As soon as he squatted down, he nervously glanced around, whispering, "Brother Yong, are you there?"

Dong Yong sighed. "Su He, this really can't happen..."

A minute later, Su He's voice called out from the bathroom again, "Brother Yong, are you still there?"

Dong Yong climbed back into bed, no longer wanting to use the restroom.

The next morning, Ma Mingzhe woke up early to find Dong Yong rushing into the bathroom.

Puzzled, Ma Mingzhe asked, "Dong Yong, do you have diarrhea?"

Two minutes later, Dong Yong emerged from the bathroom, eyeing the sleeping Su He warily. He warned Ma Mingzhe in a hushed voice, "Brother Ma, sleep with your blanket secured tonight. And when you use the bathroom, remember to lock the door..."

"Are you sick or something? Starting to talk nonsense..." Ma Mingzhe reached out to feel Dong Yong's forehead, but his hand was swatted away.

"Nevermind, it's too much to explain. Brother Ma, let's go to work... Call Zang Zi too..."

Dong Yong felt it was too dangerous to stay in the room. He couldn't bear to leave Pan Zhigang alone, fearing Su He might do something unthinkable to him.

Last night's incident showed Su He had no shame. If Pan Zhigang was left alone, who knows what Su He might do to him.

Su He slept until 10:30 am. Upon waking up to find the room empty, he got dressed and left the motel, freshening up in the public restroom downstairs before starting to accept orders.

Surrounded by the warmth and bustle of people and sunshine, Su He felt much better. He didn't believe in ghosts or spirits, only the horrors of the human psyche—a nineteen-year-old boy who murdered, dismembered, and calmly ate steak and played games in front of him.

"Ding, you have a new food delivery order. Please process it promptly."

Delivering food allowed Su He to stop overthinking. As soon as he received an order, he got busy.

Ever since gaining the delivery system, Su He approached each job with trepidation, never knowing when the next murder case might occur. Thankfully, today went smoothly, and by nightfall, Su He returned to the motel.

Inside, Ma Mingzhe, Dong Yong, and the others lay on their beds, browsing their phones. Dong Yong was wrapped in a blanket like a cocoon.

"Brother Yong, aren't you hot?" Su He said, perplexed.

Dong Yong gave Su He an odd look, glaring as he said, "Su He, if you can't hold it, go take care of it outside... I won't let you have your way!"

"What nonsense are you talking? Do you have a fever?" Su He reached out to feel Dong Yong's forehead.

"Don't come near me..."