Xia Chuohe played games day and night until she died of exhaustion. The bad news: she didn't die completely and transmigrated into the monster-slaying game she was playing before her death – ...
Therefore, it can only be an evolved being.
The most likely informant among the evolved beings—
It's that annoying guy who says, "You're still alive!"
Wuying must have personally witnessed them fighting the second Black Rat and being at a disadvantage before saying such a thing.
Xia Chuhe rolled over and muttered lazily, "He's missing. Who was the last person to see him?"
After her suggestion, the village chief agreed. "That's right," he thought, "since the informant said Xia Chuhe killed the second son, regardless of whether it's true or not, the informant must have been the last person to see the second son."
The village chief turned and grabbed Wuying, who was watching the show from the side: "You brat, tell me properly, where did the second brother go?"
Shadowless: "..."
Wuying still had that carefree, smiling look in his eyes: "Come on, come on, I'll take you to see it."
Wuying led the village chief and the others away.
The village chief originally wanted to leave someone there to watch over Xia Chuhe and the others, but when he thought of his second brother who was nowhere to be found, he gave up the idea.
As soon as the village chief and the others left, Wang Yan asked anxiously, "What should we do? What if they find the second brother's body?"
"What do you mean, what to do? Where is the second brother's body? What does that have to do with us?" Xia Chuhe deliberately emphasized each word.
Taoyuan Village has no surveillance cameras, so they'll just deny everything.
If the village chief insists on getting to the bottom of this, then he should muddy the waters and involve all the evolved beings, so that no one can escape unscathed.
If anyone's to blame, it's Wuying for meddling.
Hearing Xia Chuhe say this, Wang Yan felt strangely at ease. He just needed to follow Sister Xia.
Wang Yan scratched his arm; the wound was very itchy.
Xia Chuhe frowned: "What happened to your arm?"
Wang Yan looked down and saw that fine, dense black hairs had grown on the wound, just like the fur of a large black rat.