I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 212 The Apocalypse Elimination Plan 5

Chapter 212 The Apocalypse Elimination Plan 5
Lu Yong was worried that if they spent money on the action camera but couldn't recoup their investment, it would be a losing proposition.

Even after returning to his room, Lu Yong was still silently pondering this question.

The water in the kettle on the table had long since cooled down; He Xiaoting had specially boiled it and left it there before leaving home that morning.

To save money, the three of them only drank water from their own cups when they went out. After a long day, they were all extremely thirsty.

Not long after, Xie Jianda, who was organizing the photos from the past few days, suddenly felt his eyes were getting blurry.

He thought it was because he had been staring at the photo for too long, so he stood up and looked out the window.

But just as he stood up, his vision suddenly went black and he felt dizzy. Then his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.

Almost simultaneously, two more sounds of people falling to the ground came from inside the room.

Is that Lu Yong and He Xiaoting's voices? How come they're not there either?
Something's wrong, someone has drugged it!

Xie Jianda only then realized what was happening. He tried to get up, but it was all in vain.

The effects of the drug had fully taken hold, and all three of them felt weak, dizzy, and lightheaded.

They tried to call for help, but could only make weak sounds. It was clear that they could no longer hold on and were about to faint.

But the scene before him made Xie Jianda bite his tongue hard, forcing him to retain a sliver of consciousness.

He saw that there was a person lying under the bed directly in front of him.

That person gave Xie Jianda a devilish smile.

Then, the man crawled out from under the bed and pulled out a hemp rope.

Xie Jianda recognized the hemp rope; it was one they had brought as a tool to tie up their prey on "Killing Day."

Now, he could only watch helplessly as the rope was put around his neck, powerless to resist.

Xie Jianda felt a violent and painful suffocation, and he let out a weak whimper.

"Sigh, strangling someone is such a hassle. One stab and it's over, quick and easy. It's a pity that there's so much blood, it's easy for it to splatter on me."

These were the last words Xie Jianda heard before he died.

After successfully strangling the three people, Yu Muhuai clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

If she weren't worried about bloodshed, she wouldn't have chosen such a troublesome method of killing.

Having just arrived yesterday, Yu Muhuai was already pondering how to successfully complete his mission in this somewhat chaotic world.

After carefully studying Li Congshan's memories from his previous life, Yu Muhuai discovered that Li Congshan was somewhat too rule-abiding back then.

One of Yu Muhuai's favorite things to do is to challenge the rules.

The rules stipulate that revenge cannot be sought outside of "Kill Day," otherwise, extremely severe penalties will be imposed.

But Yu Muhuai only needs to complete the mission, and then she can find a place to rest in peace.

Therefore, whatever the consequences might be, they were not within her consideration.

In that case, killing those who deserve to die in advance would be a good choice.

As long as she can hide the body well and make sure it won't be discovered before "Killing Day," that's all that matters.

The days leading up to "Day of the Kill" are typically the busiest time of year in the North Continent. During this period, all sorts of people mingle, and management becomes much more chaotic.

This made it convenient for Yu Muhuai to make his move.

From the information Li Congshan had gathered, Yu Muhuai found the email addresses of the three individuals. After fiddling with the computer for a while, she sent three emails to their inboxes.

As long as they click on the link, Yu Muhuai will be able to find the exact location of the three people.

As she expected, she found the hotel where the three were resting the next morning. What followed was infiltration, drugging, and waiting—all done in one smooth motion.

Yu Muhuai casually kicked the three corpses on the ground with his toe, and then began to search their belongings, hoping to find more clues.

In He Xiaoting's notebook, Yu Muhuai found a lot of information related to the "bloody carnival".

The organizer of the "bloody carnival" is named Mao Shuheng, who is also a resident of Shanji City.

To Yu Muhuai's surprise, it turned out to be a woman.

Moreover, she is quite well-off and a successful businesswoman working in a middle-class area.

Yu Muhuai also found a photo of Mao Shuheng. She was not tall and was rather thin, so her fighting ability seemed to be close to zero.

Such a person is able to organize a "bloody carnival" simply because of their meticulous, organized, and planned thinking, as well as their convincing leadership skills.

Well, with a little financial support, you can incite a group of people who are eager to participate in "Kill Day" but have yet to find companions.

Having learned from the previous experience, Mao Shuheng has developed a more comprehensive plan this year, which he distributed to each member on an encrypted website.

After logging in through He Xiaoting's phone, Yu Muhuai found their chat history.

What's giving her a headache is that the "Bloody Carnival" now has nearly 100 members.

Nearly half of them came from the nearby city of Yamagi, while the rest were scattered in various cities, some of which were very far from Royo.

Some of them, like Lu Yong and his group, had already arrived in Luoyue City, while others would arrive earlier.

However, a small number of people arrived only one or two hours before midnight.

Yu Muhuai could only estimate their approximate arrival time from the chat history, but he couldn't know their location.

These people are very cautious and don't even leave a phone number, making them difficult to track down.

If they need to communicate with each other individually, they use email.

The methods used to track Lu Yong and his two companions previously couldn't be guaranteed to be effective every time. If even one person noticed something was wrong and then informed the others, Yu Muhuai would be exposed prematurely.

After all, not everyone is as ignorant as Lu Yong and his two companions.

Yu Muhuai stared intently at Mao Shuheng's face in the photo, narrowing his eyes as his mind raced.

Since the mountain won't come to me, then I'll go to the mountain.

Mao Shuheng works at a securities company in Shanji City, where he is the manager of a group.

She is 32 years old and lives alone in her family's old house, a two-story villa located in the suburbs of a middle-class area.

She used to live with her parents and two younger sisters, but they were all brutally murdered nine years ago on “Kill Day”.

Nine years ago, Mao Shuheng was 23 years old. She had always been an excellent student, ranking at the top of her class. Although she came from a middle-class family, she never dared to slack off.

His parents didn't dare let him slack off, because this was a cruel world, and if he relaxed even slightly, he would be overtaken.

If they fall behind, their family could very likely be relegated to the status of ordinary citizens.

If they are deprived of their eligibility to be middle-class residents, they will lose many of their security and rights after moving to working-class neighborhoods.

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