"You, you knew my identity all along? You knew what I was going to do?"
He Ruoi heard Jiangli’s words and suddenly understood.
As she spoke, her facial skin twitched, and the skin on her left cheek suddenly fell off, revealing the bone and the hastily stuffed at inside.
Xia Xin saw this and his scalp tingled, almost throwing up.
Hearing this, Jiangli sat down at the table casually and smiled indifferently, "Yes, from the first mont I saw you, I felt sothing was strange. I didn’t hear your heartbeat, and there was a stench emanating from you. Your hands were wearing huge wrist guards. They’re called wrist guards because they’re supposed to be worn on the wrists, yet you wore them closer to your elbows. Why? Is it because you had just sewn the skin together before we arrived, and it hadn’t fully fused yet? So there was a seam you feared we’d notice?"
He Ruoi gritted her teeth, and the skin on her right cheek also fell off.
She glanced at them, then waved the huge scissors in her hand, hurling them directly at Jiangli.
Jiangli raised her hand to block.
Seeing this, He Ruoi turned around, quickly opened the door, and dashed out.
In the blink of an eye, she disappeared.
"Old, old ancestor, she, she ran away, ran away!"
Xia Xin saw this scene and cried out in alarm.
Jiangli waved her hand, and the giant scissors imdiately vanished. Upon hearing this, she dusted off her sleeves and smirked, "Let her run then."
Xia Xin was dumbfounded, "Why, why?"
Jiangli stood up, "Naturally, there is a reason."
She said nothing more, turning to enter the kitchen.
Fu Shiyan followed her in.
Xia Xin gritted his teeth, mustering his strength, and stood up with support from the sofa.
Not sure if he took too many sleeping pills, but he felt weak all over, and barely managed to walk into the kitchen.
Jiangli was already squatting in front of the cabinet, reaching out to pull.
With a bang, an... arm rolled out.
Xia Xin had just co over and was confronted with this shocking scene, scaring him so much that he collapsed against the door fra, "Damn, is this a human hand?"
Jiangli dismissed him, "Aren’t you blatantly asking the obvious?"
Xia Xin was completely stunned, "How, how co she hid bodies at ho... Did she do the things in the secret room? If she did, why would she still hide bodies at ho?"
"Of course, it’s because this person died at ho."
Jiangli rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out a head, placing it on the counter.
Xia Xin fixed his gaze and discovered it was a man’s head.
"Who, who is this?"
Fu Shiyan spoke solemnly, "If I guessed right, this should be Wu Jianhan."
Xia Xin’s eyes widened, "Wu Jianhan? Wu Jianhan is already dead?! Wasn’t he He Ruoi’s husband? Did He Ruoi kill him?"
"I notice you’ve been asking a lot of redundant questions today." Jiangli rinsed the blood off her hands in the sink.
Xia Xin: "...I, I just didn’t expect He Ruoi to be that psychopathic killer. When she spoke today, she seed quite pitiful and claid she knew nothing..."
"Can you believe what she said?" Jiangli cast him a disdainful glance, "You lack any judgnt, don’t you?"
Xia Xin: "..."
Feeling guilty, he dared not speak.
Who could have thought that the frail and haggard He Ruoi was actually a psychopathic killer?
"Alright, let’s go check on ng Hongyao. She should still be asleep."
Jiangli wiped the water off her hands and then rose to check on ng Hongyao in the guest room.
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