Great, we're doomed now!

ha? !

—Ruri now looks at a corpse with the same eyes she would give.

"This guy deliberately contacted Lord Ye Shou, he must have another purpose. Whatever he wants to do, there's no need to keep him alive... Have the Inugami Group handle it, or let the Da Ku Society support another branch!"

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[Destiny Coins +1]

Ye Shou returned home at night and heard a notification sound before he could do anything. Upon checking, he discovered that "Sugawa Nobuyuki's" gold coins had been destroyed... but he was completely baffled.

He hadn't even had time to deal with Xuxiang yet, so how did the gold coins start appearing automatically?

It seems something has quietly happened in a corner he's unaware of.

dong dong!

"Lord Ye Shou, the research institute sent over the 'prototype' during the day. We're waiting for your evaluation."

"Okay, come in."

Ye Shou composed himself, invited Liuli in, and began to take off his clothes.

Wearing a specially made backless maid outfit, Ruri walked in gently. She wasn't surprised to see Ye Shou's bare upper body. Instead, she took out a roughly made powersuit from the plastic bag. It had no paint or hidden lines and looked messy.

She skillfully put away Ye Shou's shirt and then helped him put on the black experimental garment.

He gently stroked the muscles of Ye Shou's back with his fingertips, then moved forward from the waist, matching the buckles one by one from bottom to top.

By the time they got to the back, the maid was leaning against Ye Shou's back, her soft breasts being pressed against his body, her arms wrapped around his muscular frame, and her movements slowly slowing down...

The maid pressed her head against Ye Shou's back, her lips trembling slightly.

“…Liuli?” Ye Shou sensed something was wrong, but his first reaction was, “Are you crying?”

"Lord Ye Shou..."

"!"

Ye Shou suddenly turned around, grabbed the girl's sculpted shoulders, and saw her reddened eyes, which inexplicably aroused his anger.

The maid, who never broke down no matter how much overtime she worked, is now acting so fragile...

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Lord Ye Shou, I'm fine, it's just... please keep a close eye on me~"

Just this moment is enough; please only have eyes for me!

Liuli raised her head, her fair face glowing like jade in the moonlight, her misty eyes looking pitiful.

"In your eyes, do I... as a woman, have absolutely no charm?"

Chapter 98 Liulicuan’s defeat CG!

"There's only one truth—you're the culprit!"

"have a finger in the pie!"

In the cramped storage room, looking at the evidence collected on the floor, the well-dressed young man cornered the criminal.

The villain who attempted to commit patricide appeared to be a young, quiet, and even somewhat weak girl. Her ear-length black hair lacked luster, and her fair skin was not moisturized. She should have been beautiful and charming, but instead looked like she was recovering from a serious illness and lacked vitality.

Fourteen or fifteen is the age when one is most sentimental, but there is no anxiety about the future in her eyes. Her deep and calm gaze only shows the relief of having made a certain decision... Now, her emotions are stirred up by anger.

Her attire was unremarkable, leaving no impression other than that of a "student." Her outstanding appearance was somewhat diminished by the cover of her non-prescription glasses. She often kept her head down, appearing rather introverted, and even her voice was so soft that it seemed as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

This could be a form of camouflage, like the protective coloration of small animals.

However, upon closer observation, one will find that although she appears weak, her figure is not thin, and there are no superfluous movements in her standing and walking, making her appear very coordinated—proof that she has consciously exercised.

In other words, this girl is not the type to passively accept her fate; she has been quietly accumulating strength, and even if she only has a healthy body, she can provide assistance at crucial moments.

...You must have been preparing for a long time, right?

Saving money to buy props, repeatedly simulating in private, improving physical fitness for actual combat, carefully recording the daily routines of "family members," and passively accepting and lowering the target's vigilance—all for the sake of completing the final supper.

But fate is cruel; a meticulously planned scheme may crumble due to random events, just as the most fortified city can be breached if the gates are left open.

On a whim, someone accepted an invitation and unexpectedly stumbled upon a "family annihilation" that had not yet occurred. The wicked murderer had nowhere to escape thanks to his investigation.

Under the watchful eyes of her peers, the girl quietly tightened her grip on something in her pocket, but quickly released it:

There's no point in killing him here.

Silencing him wouldn't cover up the truth, nor would it allow him to continue his plans. Because of his special identity, if he disappeared for an extended period, it would definitely attract everyone's attention, leading to a search of the entire mansion.

She had neither time to properly dispose of a body, nor the ability to make everyone forget about it and continue the banquet in peace... Moreover, killing a stranger was nothing to be proud of for her.

Now that things have come to this, it's impossible to lower the guard of the targets; the plan has completely failed.

Are you going to report me to the police?

"It seems you're trying to create a carbon monoxide poisoning tragedy, but what are these oleanders for?"

Instead of discussing when to expose her, the boy picked up a pinkish-white flower branch on the ground with great interest.

Oleander is a well-known plant that is poisonous in its entirety, but when people think of plant toxins, they instinctively think of ingestion and skin contact, since similar cases are common in life.

However, even when oleander is burned, the gas it produces is still highly toxic. If properly sealed, a small amount is enough to paralyze and poison everyone in a large hall.

"……in case."

“Charcoal burning suicide is a classic Japanese way of dying—some writers should take responsibility.”

The boy pondered seriously, "The Amber River family is currently facing a severe financial crisis, and in extreme circumstances, such a tragedy could indeed occur. But judging from these preparations, it seems you're also planning to die with them. Is it really necessary to stage a 'suicide scene'?"

After all, you didn't intend to escape punishment or get away with it, right?

"I would be very bothered if I were judged by outsiders." The girl was now completely uninhibited, and sneered, "The crime of murdering an entire family is too disgusting."

She was a murderer, but not a "sinner," so she refused to be given a dishonorable title.

"I see!"

The boy's eyes lit up, and he looked at her as if he had discovered some rare treasure.

"You're a really special person... If you don't want to stay in this house anymore, would you like to come work for me?"

"..."

What is this person saying?

"Although he is still very young, he should be able to put his skills to good use after two years of training."

"...Are you kidding me? Stop talking nonsense and call the police right now!"

"police?"

The boy countered, "Why should we notify those tax thieves?"

"A prodigy solves an attempted murder case and arrests an unforgivable criminal—isn't this your favorite kind of news?"

“But I don’t consider you a ‘sinner’.”

"!"

He laughed: "'Sinner' is defined as someone who carries the burden of wrongdoing, but what wrongdoing have you committed?"

Attempting to kill? I don't think there's anything unforgivable about it.

"What did you say?"

"You didn't have short hair before, did you? I saw it in the family photo."

The boy strolled around the warehouse, occasionally looking through some items, and muttered to himself, "Is it glue? Or is it that you don't want to be caught by someone again?"

Mrs. Kohakugawa must have been very proud of her long hair, but stress and age caused her to lose it, and even intensive hair care couldn't help—the time she started taking medication coincides with the time you had short hair in the photo.

"..."

"Tell me, how did she do it? Did she simply order you to get a haircut, or did she roughly grab it and drag you around like a doll?"

Oh, and there's that little mound in the backyard. Has any pet died in the last few days? You seem to really like your Pomeranian—"

A flash of cold light, and the utility knife slashed past from the side, which the young man skillfully dodged.

--boom!

The heavy blow to the abdomen instantly contorted the girl's expression. She retched and knelt on the ground, clutching her stomach tightly.

She raised her head, her face ashen, and glared at the seemingly unaffected boy, gritting her teeth in resentment.

This guy figured it out!

He knew he was just threatening him with the knife to interrupt him... but he still attacked without any mercy!

This force was applied without any hesitation!

"Don't look at me like that. This is the same as taming an animal."

He crouched down, his gaze slightly higher than the other person's, a nonchalant smile on his face.

"If we don't punish them immediately, we won't know who they're baring their teeth at!"

"..."

"Nice eyes, I like you quite a bit, come to my house."

Just like finding a stray cat or dog on the street, he reached out his hand to the girl: "I will take good care of you."

"...Aren't you worried about being devoured by a wild beast if you willingly keep a murderer by your side?" she whispered, as if threatening him.

The boy—Kusei Kami—smiled slightly: "You are not a 'criminal,' at most you are just a murderer."

Everyone has their uses; it all depends on how the owner uses them.

"I'm not a house dog!"

Ruri Kohaku's fierce and cold gaze was like an arrow trying to pierce the man's head.

"I will no longer be controlled by anyone!"

"Now you have no choice but to either give up your revenge or stay by my side, continue to accumulate strength, and wait for the next opportunity."

"...You seem very confident that you can subdue me?"

The girl met the boy's gaze without fear: "Forget about it! Even if I have to obey you, my heart will never yield!"