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Xiaoxiao, I really did take this seriously. With such a huge oversight, I can't escape blame, yet I truly feel lost.
Sang Qingxiao comforted her for a moment before asking, "Did you see the bride's wedding procession?"
"No!" Li Cu shook her head firmly. "I didn't see or hear any sounds of celebration. So, does this mean the possibility of imitation is greater?"
Sang Qingxiao nodded in agreement, considering that Li Cu was not an expert in solving cases. She decided to send Qi Xiaomian's subordinates to recheck the crime scene.
The results were the same as Li Cu's; no traces left by the murderer could be found. The case fell into a stalemate.
Yue Governor soon discovered the third victim and decisively brought the remaining three into his residence, arranging for numerous guards to watch over them day and night. Clearly, he sensed something was amiss and planned to wait for the culprit to strike again.
However, things did not go as he wished. That very night, despite all the tight security measures, the murderer managed to bypass layers of obstacles and killed again.
The remaining three were all under one roof, sharing a bed, yet the killer only claimed one life. Why take such a significant risk to kill them one by one? What could he possibly gain from it?
Li Cu naturally joined in the commotion and felt somewhat relieved to see that others were just as blind to the murderer as she was.
Xiaoxiao, this murderer is incredible! Could it be a Monster? But I didn’t sense any demonic aura... Could it be another demon stronger than me? Sigh, I suddenly feel so weak.
Li Cu slumped over the stone table in the courtyard, losing interest even in her favorite sweet and sour fish on the table.
Sang Qingxiao patted her shoulder. "Tonight, I'll go with you to take a look."
Qi Xiaomian wanted to follow as well, and Sang Qingxiao didn't refuse. Each took an invisibility talisman and stood atop the roof of the room where the remaining two were staying.
The irritable and combative Yue Governor was seated in the courtyard with a long sword in hand.
Yue Governor seemed to have some martial arts background.
Qi Xiaomian nodded. His skills are not weak; he is both literate and martial. I checked his background again—he comes from a humble family and has a clean record; he is someone we can use.
However, his mental state wasn't good; his face was flushed, sweat poured down him, and his breathing was labored—long inhales followed by short exhales. His physical condition appeared poor.
Old Vine remarked at that moment, "This person doesn’t have long to live."
"How much longer can they live?" Qi Xiaomian asked.
"It's hard to say. If they are taken care of properly from now on, they might live a little longer. But the premise is that they must not get angry anymore; anger is harmful to one's health."
As the sky grew darker, Yue Governor suddenly spoke up, ordering someone to drag the two young men from inside the house out to the open space in the courtyard. He wanted to see how the murderer would kill in front of everyone!
The young men were terrified, kneeling and banging their heads on the ground. Yue Governor intended to use them as bait.
Yue Governor's anger flared. "My son has already died! Why do you think you deserve to live? If you weren't of some value, I would have sent you to accompany my son in death long ago."
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