The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 108 Who Killed Charlotte?

"What do you mean?" Li Ang's brows furrowed.

The jailer didn't speak. He just stood there, his eyes blinking simultaneously, reflecting Li Ang's image in his cloudy pupils.

It does not intend to explain, or rather, the rules do not allow it to explain.

So Li Ang changed the question, "You stopped me from going out on the first night, but allowed me to go out on the second night. Why?"

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"Rules." The jailer's answer was brief, almost stingy, but Li Ang sensed something from those two words.

Throughout the entire process, the jailer acted strictly in accordance with the rules of the game.

He wasn't allowed to go out on the first night because the rules forbade it; he was allowed to go out on the second night because the rules allowed it.

This should be unrelated to the changes in one's identity card.

Because whether one is a "virtual witch" or a real "witch," one can choose to kill at night, and there is only one possibility that can truly affect this.

That was on the first night, when her abilities were restricted; only a true witch possessed such power.

With this in mind, Li Ang felt everything became clear.

He recalled Bridget's death. If the witch's power was to "disable other people's powers," then Bridget's death was within the realm of explanation.

Because witches can nullify other people's abilities, she chose to target Bridget.

However, she did not expect that the other party would not protect her that night, but instead protect Lilith. But no matter what, it could not change the fact that Bridget was going to die.

The witch's power allows her to choose up to two people and disable their abilities. Judging from the reactions of the others the following day, their abilities were unaffected.

In that case, I can give it a try.

Ji Ang then stood up, the black knife slipped from his palm and came to a steady stop in his hand.

"The operation begins now, until dawn." The jailer's voice came from its fanged mouth. "You may choose any cell to enter, and you may choose anyone to kill. No one can stop you. This is the witch's right."

Before the jailer could finish speaking, Li Ang had already strode away in a certain direction.

The second night ended.

When Li Ang opened his eyes again, it was almost dawn. All the kerosene lamps in the corridor had gone out, leaving only the lingering smoke on the wicks.

He stood up, his knees a little stiff, and moved his neck, his joints making a slight clicking sound.

Last night, he chose to kill.

If the real witch had also killed people, they would have seen more than one corpse this morning.

After stretching his body, he left his cell and headed toward Charlotte's new cell.

Last night before dinner, she asked the guard to let her cell leak, and was moved to another cell at the other end of the corridor.

When he arrived at the other person's cell, he could see the inside clearly through the bars.

A person lay on the haystack. Long white hair was spread behind her, her eyes were closed, her lips were slightly parted, and her expression was calm, so calm that it seemed as if she was just asleep. But her chest did not rise or fall at all.

Below the collar of the other person's trench coat, there was a small patch of dark red, dried blood, which was clearly the real cause of death.

Upon seeing the corpse, Li Ang's breath caught in his throat for a moment, and his eyes widened slightly.

Charlotte is dead.

He had considered the possibility of Charlotte's death, after all, Charlotte's ability was that of a mortician, who could choose to enter a state of suspended animation on the first or fifth night, thus avoiding being killed by the witch, and then revive the following night to continue participating in the voting.

He had originally planned that if the game continued until the fifth night, he could choose to have the other player feign death to avoid the witch's clutches.

But unexpectedly, Charlotte died on the second night.

Was it a witch who killed her? But why does she look so calm? Or perhaps...?

Li Ang thought of a possibility, so he went into the cell, squatted down next to the other person's body, reached out and touched her neck with his fingertips.

The skin was cold and there was no pulse.

His hand slid down from her neck and hung at her side.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

"Lilith! Lilith is dead!"

Li Ang stood up, turned, and walked out of the cell. In the corridor, Shirley was running towards him from a distance, her short blue hair disheveled, her golden eyes wide open.

She saw Leon emerge from Charlotte's cell, paused for a moment, and said, "Mr. Leon! Lilith, she—"

she----"

"Charlotte is dead too," Li Ang said, shaking his head.

Sherry's face showed a hint of surprise, her eyes darting back and forth between Li Ang and the cell. "How could this be? Miss Charlotte actually..."

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He stepped aside so the other person could see everything inside the cell.

When Shirley saw Charlotte's body in the cell, her lips pursed and her eyes filled with sorrow.

"Miss Charlotte, you died a terrible death!" Her voice was forced out of her throat. "Ribbit! It's all my fault for jinxing you. I killed you, and this game killed you too!"

Seeing that Shirley's words were becoming increasingly strange and her voice was getting louder, Li Ang quickly spoke up.

"Alright." Li Ang reached out and pressed down on the other person's shoulder, interrupting her increasingly off-topic lamentation. "She's gone. Take me to Lilith's cell first."

Just now, Li Ang used his ability to glance at Charlotte.

[Deceased: Jon H. Charlotte. Cause of death: Hemorrhagic shock. Fatal wound: Single-edged penetrating wound to the left chest, ruptured heart. Weapon: A single-edged sharp weapon approximately two centimeters wide.]

[Wound Angle Analysis: The blade pierced through the fourth intercostal space on the left anterior chest, moving from bottom to top and from left to right, perfectly matching the movement trajectory of the wielder's right hand when the blade was held upright and the tip pointed towards the deceased.]

No defensive injuries. No signs of struggle. Time of death: between 2:00 AM and 3:00 AM.

It was because of this clue that Li Ang suspected that Charlotte was not killed by the witch, but that she killed herself.

The absence of defensive injuries and signs of struggle indicates that she was neither ambushed nor forced; she was conscious and actively accepted the stab.

The direction of the blade also fits the hypothesis that a person held the knife with their hand behind their back and stabbed it into their own chest.

As for why Charlotte committed suicide, he didn't know the specific reasons; perhaps he would only know once she was resurrected.

In that case, we might as well go and see the scene of Lilith's death first.

Lilith's cell was at the other end of the prison, half a cell away from Charlotte's.

Two people stood at the cell door. Caltacia pursed her lips and clenched her fists, remaining silent. Emily lowered her head, her hair falling down and obscuring the other's eyes, but judging from the tears constantly streaming down her face and her slightly trembling shoulders, she must be extremely heartbroken at that moment.

Li Ang walked in. Lilith was lying on the haystack, in the same position as Charlotte, with her hands at her sides, as if she had been carefully arranged.

Her eyes were closed, and there were no visible injuries on her face, but there was a deep ligature mark on her neck.