Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
“In other words, Sister Nuan’s body was still in the bedroom when I was there yesterday.”
“Yes. She was just behind the door.” At that point, Chen Xiaomeng paused to smile at Jiang Cheng, “If you had taken a few more steps inwards, your body might have ended up here too.”
Jiang Cheng ignored her and continued asking, “Where is Sister Nuan’s body?”
Chen Xiaocheng stood up and headed to the door. Jiang Cheng immediately followed, keeping a metre away from her.
“I can’t run. The door is not open yet.” Chen Xiaomeng scoffed.
Jiang Cheng followed her and shook her head. “Don’t misunderstand me. I just feel much happier when I’m close to you.”
Chen Xiaomeng pouted and ignored him. She walked to the wall and searched for a switch. Then, the room lit up. The light above them came on. At the same time, Fatty’s eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. The room was designed like a church. A huge cross hung on the wall. Sister Nuan was hanged on the cross upside down. It was clear that she was dead. The place was stuffed with various kinds of torture devices. They looked medieval and creepy. Most of them were stained with blood. This was a torture room.
“The cross represents God, and the inverse cross represents the devil.” Jiang Cheng looked at the devices emotionlessly. “It looks like this was a family of Satanists.”
Fatty was shocked by the scene. Chen Xiaomeng looked at Jiang Cheng with interest. “Sounds like you’ve already guessed that already.” This kind of preparation couldn’t be done in a short amount of time. Therefore, the owners of these torture devices could only be the bungalow owners and not the two poor intruders.
When Fatty recovered, he looked at Jiang Cheng, “In other words… the real killers are the family and two men…”
Jiang Cheng nodded. “Haven’t you already met them?”
Fatty seemed to realise something, and he stuttered, “It was the bus that ferried us here! The driver, the mother with the kid, the tomboyish female operator, the girl in the couple… They are the family living here!”
“That’s right
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