Chapter 778: Deduction
“It wasn’t just him who was targeted and ended up on that kill list. There were others. Take the people who died after we arrived here. Heart attacks, scarecrows, Napoleon Hotel, Aisen Bell Tower. Then the 25 Hours Hotel. Six people died in total. Jiang Ran got lucky, so he survived multiple assassination attempts. But those others? They all encountered murder and died.”
Bai Xiaoliang said, “Indeed, all of these can be linked together, because they’re all cold cases. We have no idea why the killer targeted them. For Jiang Ran’s case, we only caught those two Asian guys. For the other three attempts, we couldn’t find the killer either.”
“Wait! If that’s the case, then… Stella counts too?!”
Stella was the man from the daytime car accident, who would most likely become a vegetable. Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Stella’s girlfriend, Mia. Mia was extremely flustered and roared in confusion, “Why?! My boyfriend hasn’t even been here that many days. Why would he be on some kill list? Targeted by someone?!”
The Senior Brother said, “Actually, it’s not just your boyfriend. After all, that car was originally aiming to run over both of you. Stella just saved you, so both of you were targets.”
At this point, the situation was growing more and more ominous. If before, the deceased were all strangers, now the scythe of death was gradually falling upon their own necks. Everyone panicked. After all, they were all afraid of being next.
The Black Man even asked Mia, “Hey, Sister Mia, after you and your boyfriend arrived in Aisen Town, did you do anything? Or did you encounter any strange people or things?”
This Black Man clearly wanted to hear that Mia and her boyfriend had been targeted because of strange people or things, not that they were inexplicably targeted for doing nothing. Because that would mean he could also be targeted, inexplicably encountering all kinds of murder attempts. Mia seemed to have thought about it seriously. She didn’t rush to answer anxiously but actually stood still, closed her eyes, and pondered for a long time. The cold wind blew, making her golden hair flutter gently in the breeze.
Finally, she spoke. “No. After my boyfriend and I arrived in Aisen Town, we didn’t do anything else. All our behavior was normal. As for encountering strange people or things? There were none.”
Upon hearing this, everyone’s hearts grew even heavier, because this meant that they too could very likely become the so-called targets, or prey on the kill list. “If we look for commonalities between those successfully murdered and those who weren’t… it seems like, apart from the person killed by that Asian guy named Zhu Hong, everyone else arrived in Aisen Town recently.”
These words came from the Senior Brother. After all, as the senior brother, being Michelle’s apprentice who was closer than a student, he definitely had a sharp mind. Upon hearing this, the Black Man was completely broken. He grabbed his head with both hands. “Oh my god! Then that means we’re all in danger! Because we also arrived in Aisen Town recently! But why? Why are we outsiders being murdered? Can anyone tell me?!”
At that moment, the restaurant behind them closed for the night, and all its lights went out at once. Consequently, the visibility in the area where Bai Xiaoliang and the others stood dropped sharply. They could only rely on the streetlights for illumination. Michelle said, “Let’s go back to the hotel first. After we get back, everyone come to my room at ten o’clock tonight. We’ll discuss this matter thoroughly.”
Michelle’s expression was serious, probably sensing the severity of this incident. The others looked similar, except for one person. That person was Lucas. Of course, Lucas’s acting skills were still good. His current performance was also similar to the others, all showing panic and tension. But he had no idea why, yet he noticed Bai Xiaoliang kept turning his head to look at him.
The group returned to the 25 Hours Hotel, and Lucas also went back to his room. Once inside, he pulled out his phone and sent a text message to someone. “Jiang Ran got hit by a car tonight. Did you guys do it? And can your driver be a little more careful? You didn’t even kill him. He’s still alive and well, and you let him get away.”
After reading this message, Lucas took a change of clothes from his suitcase, planning to take a shower first. Of course, before showering, he had to brush his teeth first. While brushing his teeth, he kept staring at himself in the mirror on the wall above the sink. Handsome. Perfect. Flawless. Sapphire-blue eyes, chiseled side profile. Exquisite features that could charm countless members of the opposite sex. He thought to himself that there weren’t many people left in the world as perfect as him. “Once this matter is settled, I should find a woman to propagate my offspring. After all, someone with my excellent genes must have an heir.”
After his shower, Lucas returned to the bedside and picked up his phone from the bed. He found a new message. It was from the person he had just messaged about Jiang Ran not being dead. That person had replied. “Jiang Ran isn’t dead? We did do it. Ugh, the people under me are getting more and more irresponsible. They clearly came back and told me Jiang Ran was definitely dead, unable to move at all.”
Seeing this message, Lucas was extremely disdainful. Can’t even tell if someone is dead or not? If they failed to kill Stella in the daytime, that was understandable, since there were many eyes around, and they only had one chance. But this was nighttime. You idiots, on a street with no one around at night, and you don’t even know how to finish the job. Stella getting hit by a car during the day was the exchange between Lucas and this person he was messaging—a swap of killings. As for Jiang Ran at night, Lucas wouldn’t waste a precious opportunity to kill him. Anyway, Jiang Ran would die at this person’s hands eventually.
“Oh, right. Almost forgot to tell you, Jiang Ran is a patient with severe dissociative identity disorder. The alternate personalities inside him are very dangerous, so you need to be a little careful. Don’t underestimate him.”
Just as Lucas was about to put down his phone, he suddenly thought of something and added this as a kind reminder to this person. But that person probably didn’t take it seriously at all. They just sent back a picking-nose emoji. After all, a so-called dissociative identity disorder patient might be a novelty among ordinary people, but in this person’s eyes… Hah. It was just whatever.