I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The seventh young master spoke in great detail, as if he were trying to prove his innocence.

Or rather, he seemed to be quite afraid of his second brother.

The second young master glanced at his men nearby: "Where's Sixth Brother? Aren't you his men?"

The sixth young master's subordinate stepped forward shakily, head bowed, his voice very soft: "Second young master, we really didn't know. You know the sixth young master well. When he's doing experiments, no one is allowed to disturb him. No one knows where he is, and he can do them for a long time, sometimes a few days, sometimes half a month. No one knows when he will appear."

As he spoke, the man was trembling, as if he was afraid that the second young master would vent his anger on him.

The second young master slammed his hand on the table, making the plates on it shake: "Damn it! That sixth brother of mine needs to be taught a lesson!"

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "The most likely suspects right now are the eldest sister, the sixth brother, and the seventh brother. The primary goal now is to find the sixth brother. You two are not allowed to leave here."

The young lady sneered: "Oh, oh, oh, you're trying to absolve yourself of all responsibility. You can't possibly be the murderer, can you? Your hatred for Lao Ba is no less than anyone else's. Lao Ba once trampled your favorite flowers, and you said you would kill him and tear him to pieces. And here you are, doing just that."

Her tone carried a mocking undertone, as if to say, "Let's see how long you can keep up this act."

The second young master was furious, his face turning bright red. He roared, "Bullshit! I was just saying that in anger! Besides, both the fourth young master and I were attacked, how could we be the murderers!"

The young lady said calmly, "I think you are the murderer. The fourth brother is almost dead, and you only have a minor injury. How can you get rid of your suspicion with a small injury? Moreover, the monitor said that you yourself can't explain why you were attacked but didn't die and why you are here."

She paused, her voice growing colder: "To put it bluntly, if Lao Qi and I were the murderers, you wouldn't be alive. If Lao Liu were the murderer, you would have been torn apart long ago."

To be honest, Zhang Yangqing had made the same judgment.

Not only the second young master, but also the fourth young master is highly suspected.

The Fourth Young Master and the Eighth Young Master had a clear feud at the restaurant; the Eighth Young Master had called him a good-for-nothing, and he might still hold a grudge.

It's also possible that the Fourth Young Master faked his injury to deceive everyone.

However, it is also possible that someone deliberately orchestrated this to frame the Fourth Young Master, because the mastermind knew that the Fourth Young Master and the Eighth Young Master had a feud.

Of course, the second young master is also suspicious. There are many things he can't explain clearly. Doing this allows him to preserve his strength and keep him in the initiative.

Based on the information from the red-haired psychic, the young lady is actually a relatively minor suspect at this stage.

If the intelligence is correct, the eldest young lady's method of killing is to make her targets suffer and despair, taking pleasure in it, and she will not give the third young lady and the fifth young master any dignity.

But here's another possibility: the young lady might be deliberately disguising herself as someone else to avoid suspicion.

The Seventh Young Master's statement was quite coincidental. Theoretically speaking, if he wasn't the murderer, there would probably be a strange trap in his room, and the card room probably was too.

He was simply in the wrong place at the right time.

At this stage, Zhang Yangqing needs to prove that someone is not the murderer.

The best way is to check the Seventh Young Master's room and the card room.

If both of these places pose a danger that will appear if triggered, then it means that it wasn't Seventh Young Master who did it; he was just lucky to escape.

While Zhang Yangqing was analyzing the situation, the young lady had already become impatient.

She stood up, and the chair slid back a short distance, making a screeching sound.

The young lady stretched and yawned, as if she was really sleepy: "I'm not going to waste time here with you bunch of good-for-nothings. I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, she turned and left quickly, her high heels making a crisp sound on the floor.

The second young master suddenly stood up, causing the table to shake: "Big sister, what do you mean by this? This is a critical moment, don't be ridiculous!" His voice was loud, echoing in the empty conference room, carrying a threat of "I'll take action if you take another step."

The young lady stopped in her tracks, but did not turn around; she merely turned her head to the side.

Her voice was soft, but every word was clear: "I said, only trash gets killed, didn't I?"

This statement directly attacked the three deceased young masters and ladies, causing the subordinates present to harbor resentment towards her.

The red-haired psychic clenched his fists, leaning slightly forward as if he wanted to charge forward.

But she was a young lady from a wealthy family, so her subordinates had no choice but to bow their heads.

The red-haired psychic shuddered, but ultimately released his fist and took a step back.

The second young master gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "I think you want to continue the murder! I will report the truth when the mistress returns!"

The young lady finally turned around, glanced at him, and a faint smile played on her lips, a smile that sent chills down one's spine: "Say what you will, you'd better live tonight."

After saying that, she turned and left, the sound of her high heels fading into the distance until it disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The young lady's subordinates also left.

It must be said that the young lady's last words were quite intriguing.

Zhang Yangqing couldn't understand why she would be so arrogant if she was the murderer.
What exactly is she trying to do? And he judged that the young lady definitely wasn't going back to sleep.

She may appear arrogant and ruthless, but she is definitely not stupid.

This building is clearly in bad shape; how can you possibly sleep there?
Or rather, she intends to join in, create more chaos, and achieve her goals.

Don't forget, the young lady is a very shrewd strategist, definitely not simple.

After the eldest young lady left, the second young master was furious. His face turned red, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

His gaze swept across the wall and the table, as if searching for something to vent his frustrations.

His men lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

The Seventh Young Master and the Ninth Miss shrank back in fear, as if afraid he would vent his anger on them.

The second brother was truly angry, and his murderous impulse was unmistakable. His chest heaved violently, and his breathing was heavy, as if a wild beast was trapped inside his body.

The seventh young master quickly tried to smooth things over. He walked over to the second young master and said in a low voice, "Second brother, eldest sister is gone. What do we do now?"

The second young master suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Yangqing: "What else do you know? I mean, please tell me."

The last two words he added sounded like they were spoken with great effort.

This guy got too angry, but he added a sentence at the end to give Zhang Yangqing face.

Zhang Yangqing said, "Second Young Master, are you afraid of dying?"

These words immediately created tension throughout the room.

The red-haired psychic was taken aback. The young master's subordinates exchanged bewildered glances, wondering why the monitor had asked such a question. (End of Chapter)