Killing tie

Guizi and her husband have just been married for seven years. They all say that marriage has a "seven-year itch", but Guizi and his wife still love each other very much.

　　Last week, my husband not only invited Guizi to a high-end restaurant for a big meal, but also gave her an expensive gold necklace, saying it was a gift for her seventh wedding anniversary.

　　At noon that day, Guizi changed into a slim-fitting dress with a gold necklace from her husband. She looked dazzling and could not see that she was a housewife in her thirties. Just as Guizi was about to go out, the doorbell rang. She opened the door and saw a man who looked like a salesman standing outside the door.

　　Two days ago, Guizi heard his neighbor's wife mention that during this period of time there were always cosmetics salespeople going in and out of their neighborhood to promote products, which was very annoying.

　　Needless to say, the man in front of him was probably here to sell cosmetics.

Killing tie

　　Keiko was in a hurry to go out and was too lazy to talk nonsense with the salesperson, so she preemptively said, "Sorry, I don't need cosmetics. There are still a lot of them left at home."

　　The salesperson said confidently, "This missus, I'm not here to sell cosmetics, I brought something that must be useful to you......"

　　Keiko interrupted the salesperson impatiently, "No matter what, I don't need it. I'm busy. Please leave!" As he spoke, Keiko wanted to close the door to see off the guests.

　　But the salesperson blocked the door with his hand and said slowly, "This lady, I won't waste your precious time. Before you go out to date your lover, please allow me to briefly introduce our company's products to you. It will definitely not be a loss to you..."

　　The salesperson's words obviously angered Guizi. With a face full of anger, she lowered her voice and said unhappily, "Don't talk nonsense here. If the neighbors hear this, my innocence will be destroyed by you!"

　　Keiko was already angry, but the salesperson didn't care at all. Instead, he opened the chatterbox and Kan Kan said, "This lady, you really don't have to deliberately hide anything. We do business and have a pretty clear grasp of customer information. You are going to date your lover soon. This is a normal thing for couples who have been married for seven years and dislike each other. Let's put it this way, madam, you are now playing tricks on your husband every day. Outsiders see that you are still kind and loving. In fact, you are thinking about your lover all the time. You wish that your husband would be killed by a car when he goes out. In this way, there will be no obstacles between you and your lover. So, we came to the door to help you. "

　　What the salesperson said was the truth. Keiko could no longer hide the panic in her heart. She couldn't help trembling and asked, "You... Who are you?"

　　The salesman looked at Guizi's panicked appearance and said with a smile, "Look, why are you so nervous? You don't have to! In fact, there are many couples facing this kind of marriage crisis, and every family has a difficult book to read. Therefore, in order to solve the troubles between so many men and women in the world, we will quietly collect your information, and when you have such needs, we will come to serve you and solve your troubles."

　　Keiko looked down and thought for a while. She hesitantly asked the salesperson, "Tell me, how can you help me solve my troubles?"

　　Hearing this, the salesperson smilingly took out a blue tie and explained to Guizi that it looked like an ordinary tie. In fact, there was a lot of articles in it. Once anyone wore it, within half an hour, the tie would be firmly wrapped around that person's neck until he stopped breathing.

　　Guizi listened attentively to the salesman's introduction. His mind suddenly remembered watching the news the other day, saying that there had been some headless cases recently. Several middle-aged men died strangely. After investigation, the cause was sudden asphyxiation, and there was no trace of homicide. No valuable clues could be found.

　　It seems that nine times out of ten, the person who made these headless cases bought this magical tie.

　　Keiko knew it. She changed her indifferent attitude and asked the salesperson in a low voice, "So... how much is this tie...?"

　　The salesperson finally put on a serious attitude and said seriously, "Good quality and low price, 300 yuan, you can also pay in installments."

　　Keiko couldn't wait and said, "There's no need for installments. I'll buy one now!"

　　The salesperson completed his task and revealed a satisfied expression. Then, he received the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. Guizi finally got this magical tie from the salesperson. She took the tie in her hand and looked over and over: This blue tie doesn't have any patterns, nor is there anything special, this thing can really strangle people to death?

　　Keiko's mind appeared the picture of her husband wearing this tie to work. Then, the tie tightened quietly and strangled her husband's neck. The husband struggled desperately by this tie until he stopped breathing completely... Thinking of this, Keiko's mouth showed a trace of imperceptible smile.

　　Just as Guizi was about to send the salesperson away, she suddenly felt that her neck was stuck by something.

　　Keiko tore open her neckline and gasped for air. She turned to the salesperson for help and said, "Sir, I seem to be stuck in my neck by something. Why can't I breathe?"

　　The salesperson came forward and stared at Guizi's neckline with wide eyes. Then he took out a small notebook from his pocket and flipped through it. Then he looked at the house number outside the house, revealing a look of sudden realization.

　　It turns out that every building in this community looks exactly the same. The salesperson checked the sales notes and found out that he had been to Guizi's house last week.

　　Keiko's body gradually stiffened. She took advantage of her last breath and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Help me quickly... What is going on?"

　　The salesperson looked at Guizi, who was struggling desperately in front of him, and was indifferent. He said coldly, "I came to your house last Saturday. Madam, you were not there. It was your husband who received me. He asked me to buy a gold necklace, the one on your neck."

Poor Keiko's eyes widened when she heard the salesperson's words. Before she could scold the word "bastard," she fell to the ground and died.