The silence in the room was broken by occasional breathing here and there. Some girls were silently weeping, but they did not dare to run. Although they wanted to get out of here, they would then recall Lin Xia, who had escaped before.

  She didn’t return the entire night. Most likely, she was already dead.

  A lot of people placed their hopeful gazes on the tall, handsome, and calm uncle.

  Lu Shanshan asked the uncle, “Advisor, do you know who the murderer is?”


  “I think Fan Junyang is the most suspicious,” said Lu Shanshan.

  749 immediately choked. “You think? If you suspect someone, you’ve got to have evidence.”


  “Are you even a man? You’re picky like a girl.” Lu Shanshan swept a disgusted glance at him and turned to look at the uncle.

  749 curled his lips in disdain. “Whenever you have a chance, you immediately throw yourself in front of a guy. So disgusting.”


  Lu Shanshan looked at 749 with a strong murderous look in her eyes. However, since the uncle was still around, she suppressed it and turned her head to avoid looking at the annoying guy.

  “I didn’t kill anyone. In fact, I have no reason to kill at all. I’m the club president of the traditional painting club, and I’m responsible for anything that happens to the members.” Fan Junyang’s face was red. The blood on his face had dried and turned dark red.

  The other club members looked at Fan Junyang with caution, even moving away from him.

  Fan Junyang’s face showed a deep bitterness.

  Ning Shu and the other task-taker stood off to the side without saying anything.

  The most important thing now was to survive. All thirty-two members of the traditional painting club had died. Ning Shu looked at the old woman and Xiao Lan, trying to recall the storyline. When the club members were dying, where were these two?

  They didn’t have much of a role in the storyline, plus this story had been reenacted so many times that the original storyline had changed beyond recognition.

  Ning Shu couldn’t help but scratch her head. What would happen if she caught the murderer? Kill him?

  The task this time was to end the infinite cycle, but how?

  They had been looking for the killer since the beginning. Instead of finding him, more and more people died. Obviously, this killer was extremely elusive.

  Ning Shu had the feeling that this pair of grandparent and granddaughter was the most suspicious.

  What about the motive? Was it simply for the thrill of killing?

  Ning Shu tried to put herself in their shoes. There was a group of people living in her house. What could drive her to want to kill them all?

  For money?

  The duo had yellow rosewood. If the hidden fragrance was also theirs, it meant they didn’t lack money.

  Boredom?

  Were they trying to play a murder mystery with them, making them guess who the murderer was?

  Revenge?

  Was someone from the group of thirty-two an enemy of the grandparent-granddaughter pair? But they had killed everyone. Was it to remove all evidence?

  Ning Shu’s thoughts were in a tangled mess.

  None of the logic made sense.

  The uncle pointed at the crazy, frightened girl and said, “Stop with the crazy act. You killed the two girls.”


  Everyone stared blankly at the crazy girl, who was still giggling.

  “Liu Manman…”


  “She was the one that killed them…”


  The crowd immediately moved away from her.

  The crazy look on Liu Manman’s face froze a little.

  The uncle said with some impatience, “Tie her up. Take turns in watching her.”


  Translator: Kaho