What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

Unlike the Ghost King, she doesn't care much about money; she's content with enough and doesn't have many plans to save.

"Today's treatment was all thanks to the two of you working together. I didn't do anything, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me to accept money."

Su Yu insisted that they accept the money.

"Also, I hope you can go to bed early tonight."

The implication is that you two should go to sleep early and stop bothering me!

Even if I had a body of iron, I couldn't stand being played with like this by the two of you!

"Tch, it's just a superficial connection on the soul level, not even a direct connection to the soul's abode, let alone the physical connection..." Miss Ghost King was very unconvinced.

They clearly felt it wasn't enough.

At this stage, it's just scratching the surface!

As she spoke, she gave Ryoko a wary look.

Ryoko: "Hehe."

Compared to the Ghost King, she was closer to Su Yu's soul abode.

During the period when Su Yu was unconscious after being injured, she used her divine power to briefly enter Su Yu's soul palace. Even though she only walked around the area, it counted as having been there.

In short, compared to the Ghost King, she, as a divine messenger, might have a better chance.

Ha ha ha ha ha……

Why are you laughing like a weasel that stole a chicken?

The Demon King stared at Ryoko with a grim face and murderous intent in his eyes.

This guy is really weird.

Moreover, something seems increasingly wrong.

Hmm, no, I need to find a chance to give her a good beating.

"It's nothing, let's go to sleep." Ryoko wasn't about to give her that chance, and promptly slipped away.

Just as she was about to leave, she saw that Su Yu's "heartbeat value" had steadily increased by two points.

They didn't do anything just now, did they?

Why did this score increase?

In an instant, Ghost King and Ryoko were no longer sleepy and gathered around Su Yu.

"Xiaoyu, why did you feel something just now?"

"I didn't!" Su Yu thought the two of them were acting strangely.

"You might lie, but your grades don't lie."

"I have no idea!"

Just as Su Yu was about to run, one of them grabbed her ankle and the other grabbed her wrist.

"Let go, you perverts!"

Tonight is destined to be another night of being dealt with.

Ugh……

Life is tough!

Su Yu was increasingly worried that she would be completely drained...

136. Let me say thank you? Because of you...

Over the next three days.

Su Yu no longer had any pressure from the main quest. Her role-playing for the past three days consisted of being a librarian, delivering flyers on the street, and a detective, which she did again.

Of course, she just casually brushed them off.

During this time, the bandaged man did not reappear, but the bizarre murders in the Skyport continued, and suddenly, everyone on the streets was in a state of fear...

Time quickly came to the last day of the mission.

On this day, Su Yu's role-playing task changed once again to detective.

"What we're going to investigate today are these recent murder cases."

Commander Madeline handed the thick stack of files, as thick as a dictionary, to Su Yu.

It was only then that she noticed that the short woman in the trench coat in front of her was Miss Su, who had treated her before.

"Huh? What's going on? Why are you..."

"Has anyone ever said that detectives can't practice medicine, or that doctors can't solve cases?"

Su Yu calmly took out her pipe and exhaled a puff of menthol-flavored smoke.

Ah ~

She's definitely better suited to being a detective.

At least, this profession has a certain air of prestige.

This doesn't look like a pink nurse at all...

That's simply bullying.

"Hmph, nothing."

Madeline didn't want to say much and quickly changed the subject: "Look, how many people have died this week, plus the week before."

Her tone gradually shifted from serious to indifferent.

"Honestly, I've become numb to dealing with so many corpses every day."

They actually made such a rude and unethical comment!

Of course, Su Yu kept her shock to herself.

She took the stack of files and looked at them carefully.

All the victims were women who had worked in brothels, and all of them were brutally dismembered, with parts of their bodies removed and their whereabouts unknown.

“Apart from their professions, they have nothing in common.”

“We visited their social circles and confirmed that they were all strangers to each other.”

"Moreover, it seems that the murderer did not have any particular motive for killing; it seems that he was just satisfying his perverted preferences."

At this point, Madeline rubbed her temples.

"To be honest, I've seen at least a thousand of these kinds of perverts in the past hundred years, so it's really not surprising."

How could they utter such an unethical rant again!

Su Yu coughed lightly and said, "Can I see the trajectory of the crime?"

"Look, it's right there on the wall over there."

So, Su Yu walked around the desk and chair and went to the painting with the word "Justice" on it, examining the crime scene drawn by Madeline.

At that moment, Su Yu noticed a problem.

It seems that all the murders revolve around one particular location.

She picked up the red pen next to her and connected the dots...

"Sure enough, it's here, the civilian district in the south."

Madeline looked up and saw a residential building highlighted in red.

"The killer's purpose has been revealed, and there is only one truth."

Su Yu exhaled a smoke ring and slowly sat back down.

"He is performing a kind of summoning, or rather, a sacrificial ritual."

……

……

South of the suspended harbor.

It was still that same ordinary residential area.

Looking exhausted, Qi Gaolang carried a heavy canvas bag and climbed the stairs, panting heavily.

Of course, this is not the building where he used to live.

Just to be on the safe side, he changed his residence and killed an unfortunate passerby, obtaining the other person's identification and head.

Clearly, the other person's head was in his bag.

He turned the lock and looked around before pushing the door open.

Only after confirming there were no suspicious signs did he quickly slip inside and slam the door shut behind him.

“It’s really too much trouble.”

Qi Gaolang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The things that need to be sacrificed are becoming more and more numerous!"

The pencil clattered to the ground.

Then, it floated up, wobbling, to the top of the wall, and began to write with the seeping red ink: I've become stronger, which means you've become stronger...

Qi Gaolang pushed up his glasses and chuckled twice.

It's hard to tell whether the laughter was from joy or helplessness.

He placed the head on the ground.

Then, he took out a whole bunch of bottles and jars from the canvas bag.

If you look closely, you can see that those jars contain human body fragments, soaked in formalin.

Qi Gaolang carefully arranged the bottles and jars, and then solemnly recited a spell.