Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
According to the case files and the information Zhuang Yu gathered, Zhu Fengxian still ran a small mart, while his wife who passed away used to be a primary school teacher. Bitter and frail, the old man seemed to have a certain hatred for people. Currently, he had a worried look in his eyes. Usually, such an elderly man would have great authority in the family.
Zhu Zhongling was an average office worker. From his appearance, he seemed like an honest middle-aged man. Although he was not necessarily smart, he definitely had that strict look similar to his father. His wife was a cashier at a supermarket, a chubby middle-aged woman with a round face, messy hair, pointed brow, and teary eyes.
Zhu Jirui was a bank teller. She looked decent, but her fiance, Yan Yuan, had even better features. Even though he could not be considered handsome, his tall figure did give him a dashing look. It was said that he ran a decent-sized company. While he was not super rich, he was definitely considered well off in the city of Dali.
The couple each had a diamond ring on their ring fingers, so it was evident that they had a good relationship. When Zhu Jirui reached her hand out for help, Yan Yuan would help her. He would even help the other Zhu family members.
As for why we had not informed the police? Wu Yu and I had discussed it on our way here. First, we wanted to have clear evidence before notifying Shen Shiyan to quash their doubts. Secondly, we did not want to alert the perpetrator.
After they walked ahead, Wu Yu got up slowly with me mirroring his movements closely. We hid behind the trees as we followed them.
Finally, it was dark.
The hill was eerily quiet at night as if it was haunted. The blowing wind caused the trees to rustle. Illumination was non-existent, so the Zhu family had to use their torchlights. As they walked slowly, the cries of Zhu Zhihan’s mother echoed in the air with the occasional ‘Shhh’ from her husband. The rings on Zhu Jirui and Yan Yuan’s fingers would sparkle occasionally, vaguely reflecting the lights from the
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