Great, It's the Pervy Neighbor. We're Doomed

Chapter 658: A Backstab Ambush—You Forced My Hand

A scoundrel, a typical scoundrel.The Long-haired Man was nearly half-dead with rage from the shamelessness of Li Shumu before him.

He didn't know Li Shumu and had no idea whether the person opposite was a resident or a lab rat.

He wouldn't find out until tonight's welcome party.

After all, he hadn't been at Alice Apartment for very long and had only killed one lab rat, back during the rounds before Jiang Ran arrived.

Therefore, without the authority, he couldn't check the identities of residents or lab rats.

For this same reason, he had absolutely no idea what this person deliberately picking a fight was trying to achieve.

Yes, he couldn't possibly imagine that the person before him was a "talented individual" who had come to Alice Apartment not for money, but to find deranged criminals, deranged serial killers.

Seeing the Long-haired Man backed into a corner by him,

Li Shumu grew even more certain that this person definitely had something fishy going on.

Even if he wasn't the one he was looking for, his hands and feet weren't clean.

However, what he hadn't expected was that the Long-haired Man suddenly burst into loud laughter.

Li Shumu asked him what he was laughing at. The Long-haired Man said, "No need to take it for testing. The blood used on this painting really isn't mine. I bought it, bought someone else's blood. 2000 yuan for 100 milliliters. Are you satisfied now? Do I have to tell you the truth?"

Li Shumu was very calm. "In that case, then show me the evidence of you buying the blood."

The Long-haired Man had long been prepared. After all, a long, long time ago, when he was painting, he had become obsessed to the point of madness.

He had really used his own blood and had also used other people's blood, so naturally, he had purchase records.

And not just one.

Of course, the painting before him now was not painted with blood he had bought.

This was his later work, painted entirely with the blood of people he had personally killed.

Therefore, this move was essentially passing off a fake as genuine.

However, even though it was a fake, as long as everything matched up, he didn't believe the other side could find fault this time.

"You have this many blood purchase records? Which one is it?"

Li Shumu stared at the screen of the phone in the Long-haired Man's hand and asked.

The Long-haired Man tapped on one of them. "This one."

Li Shumu looked carefully. "So, this painting was done by you using 100 milliliters of blood you bought from a person five years ago?"

The Long-haired Man nodded. "Yes. Do you have any other questions?"

Li Shumu asked, "Blood bought five years ago. So, this painting was created by you five years ago?"

The Long-haired Man said, "No. The blood was bought five years ago, but this painting was done a year ago. I kept that blood refrigerated the whole time."

The Long-haired Man's mind was racing. He had almost blurted out that it was painted five years ago.

But he suddenly remembered: this bastard in front of him might suddenly say, 'I'll take your painting for testing to see how many years this painting has existed.'

If he really said it was painted five years ago, and the other guy took it for testing and found it was only a year old, then his lie would be exposed.

After all, those details really wouldn't match up.

However, even though he had anticipated this point in advance,

he had underestimated Li Shumu's shamelessness. He had come to this apartment to find deranged criminals, deranged serial killers.

How could he let go of someone so suspicious?

"Alright then. Call over the person who sold you the blood five years ago. I'll take him for testing to see if the blood on the painting is his."

Li Shumu was clinging on stubbornly.

The Long-haired Man suppressed his temper and put on a smiling face. "Big brother! It's been five years. I only had one transaction with him. Who the hell knows where he is now?"

Li Shumu said, "Make a call."

The Long-haired Man dialed a random number. A voice came from the phone: "Hello, the number you have dialed is not in service. Please try again later! Sorry..."

The Long-haired Man spread his hands. "See? There's no way!"

The Long-haired Man thought to himself, 'What other tricks do you have now? Bring them on!'

Li Shumu said, "Then I'll just take the painting directly. I have a friend at a university lab who can test how long the bloodstains on your painting have been separated from the human body."

"If it's been five years since separation, then you're fine. But if it's not five years, you'd better watch out."

The Long-haired Man seemed to have had enough. He waved his hand impatiently. "Fine, fine, fine. Take it, go test it! Anyway, if your test proves I'm innocent, you must apologize to me face to face!!!!"

Satisfied, Li Shumu nodded, turned around, and walked towards the painting.

He reached out his hand towards the painting.

At this moment, behind him, the Long-haired Man, who had just worn an impatient expression, now had a face that had returned to calm. His right hand was quite good-looking, with five long, slender, and very pale fingers.

It was clear he usually didn't do much heavy labor, fitting his identity as a painter.

His hand quietly reached behind his waist.

From behind his waist, he suddenly drew a sharp, coldly gleaming dagger.

Then, seeing that Li Shumu had both hands on the frame to take down the painting, he suddenly launched his attack, stabbing towards Li Shumu's lower back.

This was what the other side had forced him to do!!!!

Live stream room.

This kind of life-hanging-by-a-thread scenario was exactly what people loved to watch the most.

It was also the most captivating.

Fairy Sister: [Watching the stream for so long, this is the first time I've seen someone who didn't even make it to the welcome party. Truly a talent. He came looking for deranged criminals, deranged serial killers, and ended up getting himself killed.]

Little Dragon Girl: [He is a bit lacking. This criminal psychologist's verbal skills are really impressive, pushing the other side into a corner. But he also pushed himself onto the path of death.]

Quite a few people had placed bets on Li Shumu. Among the new lab rats, aside from Huang Kaiyu, he had the most bets placed on him.

And he was the first to die?

Middle-aged Uncle: [If you don't court death, you won't die. This talented individual, ah...]

Everyone in the live stream room believed Li Shumu was about to die.

After all, from their perspective, they couldn't imagine how you could react to this kind of sneak attack from behind when both your hands were still on the painting.

Unless you were Jiang Ran.

Unless you were Jiang Ran?

No, perhaps you didn't need to be Jiang Ran. Having even one-tenth of Jiang Ran's level would be enough.

Just as almost everyone in the live stream room believed this criminal psychologist was about to die on his path to finding criminals,

unexpectedly, Li Shumu suddenly kicked backward, sending the Long-haired Man, whose dagger hadn't even gotten close to his waist, staggering back several steps.

After being kicked, the Long-haired Man immediately clutched his stomach, rubbing the painful spot where he had been kicked.

However, he didn't give up. After just rubbing it a couple of times, he charged forward again, preparing to kill Li Shumu.

After all, his objective was already exposed. If he didn't kill the other, he would die.

He didn't care whether the other person was a resident like him or not.

But this Long-haired Man, as a painter, his painting skills were unquestionable.

His combat skills, however, were terrifyingly low.

After charging forward, he was disarmed of his dagger by Li Shumu with a few punches.

Immediately after, he received a solid shoulder throw.

This Long-haired Man was completely unable to get up, only able to whimper pitifully on the ground.

He felt like his back was broken...

At this moment, facing the Long-haired Man who had lost his fighting ability, Li Shumu walked to his side, looked down at him, and gave him a smile:

"As a painter, I think that painting of yours, the one of the vampire feeding on a young girl's blood, titled 'Reality,' is really quite good. The vampire looks incredibly real, vivid and lifelike. That young girl is also painted exceptionally well."

"That fair, clearly defined figure."

"The most amazing part is her face. It's not beautiful; instead, it's quite ugly."

"It didn't fall into the cliché of painting her as very beautiful. In this aspect, I think your painting skill and conceptualization are of a high level."

"But, someone like you who studied painting, it's obvious you didn't study your cultural and other courses properly!"