I walked around behind her. I aimed at her tailbone, and used the technique I had practiced countless times in my mind to smash down with all my strength!
After a scream, Chloe fainted from the pain, blood flowing from her lower body.
To ensure she was paralyzed from the waist down, I hit her a few more times.
After doing all this, I sat on the ground with a sense of relief and gave a heartfelt smile at the camera.
In the live broadcast room, insults like "maniacal killer" were floating around.
I laughed even harder, clutching my stomach until tears came out.
Soon, I was arrested by the police.
In the interrogation room, the officer yelled at me, "Two dead and one injured at the Lewis Villa. Chloe is permanently disabled!
"What is your goal? Speak!"
I smiled and said, "Not two dead and one injured, but three dead and one injured.
"Chloe had a three-year-old son who I was supposed to take to kindergarten. Guess where he is?"
The officer stood up in a rage. "You didn't even spare a child! How dare you!"
I said, "Sorry, I got it wrong. The little guy is still alive.
"It's just that... I forgot where I put him.
"If you agree to my conditions, maybe I can remember some clues."