Slender, white fingers glide across the cover of the storybook, across the soft carpet.

Wei Xiaohua flipped Xia Linyin's body over, grabbed her feet, and dragged her toward the children's room.

The black hair tie that held her hair up came loose from the friction with the ground, and her smooth black hair spread out like ink splashes, falling onto the dark red carpet, creating a strong visual impact together with her snow-white, beautiful neck.

With a "bang," Wei Xiaohua slammed the door shut. He looked excitedly at Xia Linyin lying on the ground, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Xia Linyin, you are so beautiful, really so beautiful, more beautiful than the girls in the movies I've seen before. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you."

“I know we’re all going to die. Can’t you see that the ghost is playing a game with us? It’s like a cat playing with a mouse. The ghost watches us running around trying to survive, watching us doubt each other. When the ghost gets bored and it’s no longer fun, it will end the game and kill us all.”

"We'll all die. I'll die, you'll die, Li Luo and the others will die too, but I'm not afraid at all right now, because—"

Wei Xiaohua hurriedly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, saying, "Sleeping with a girl as beautiful as you, I'd have no regrets even if I died."

He could only fantasize about various women by watching movies. He rarely talked to girls in his daily life. When he saw a girl he liked, he was timid and didn't dare to go up to her. He didn't even have the courage to strike up a conversation.

Knocking Xia Linyin unconscious was the craziest thing he had ever done in his life.

But he had no regrets! He was about to die! Xia Linyin was about to die too!

Wei Xiaohua was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot, excited about what was about to happen.

Just as he grabbed Xia Linyin's cotton-linen skirt and was about to pull it down, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell echoed in the room.

You deserve to die!!!

Wei Xiaohua stared wide-eyed in horror, his pupils reflecting the most terrifying sight he had ever seen in his life.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the room.

It was extremely mournful.

Xia Linyin woke up from her unconsciousness with a start. She opened her eyes, sat up, clutching the back of her neck, and smelled a strong stench of blood.

Xia Linyin looked around. She was alone in the room. Although she could smell blood, she could not see any bloodstains.

It must have been Wei Xiaohua who knocked her unconscious, since he was the only one behind her at the time.

Where is Wei Xiaohua? She thinks she just heard screams.

Xia Linyin tapped her throbbing head. How long had she been unconscious?

Oh, right! Where's the storybook?

Xia Linyin quickly stood up. When she saw the storybook lying in the corridor, she breathed a sigh of relief and ran over to pick it up.

Hearing footsteps, everyone looked towards the door. Xia Linyin appeared in the doorway, and Yang Shuming called out to her, "Xia Linyin! Where have you been? We've found the dagger! We don't need to look anymore!"

Xia Linyin entered the room and looked at the dagger in Qin Manwen's hand.

Scattered on the ground were fragments of broken metal. Qin Manwen held a bloodstained dagger in her hand and looked at Xia Linyin, saying, "I've found the dagger. It was hidden inside the vase. Now we just need to determine who the ghost is. Where is Wei Xiaohua? Have you seen him?"

Xia Linyin frowned. "I was just knocked unconscious by Wei Xiaohua. When I woke up, I was all alone. I don't know where he went."

"Wei Xiaohua knocked you unconscious? Why?" Qin Manwen asked, puzzled.

"Could Wei Xiaohua be a ghost?" Yang Shuming pondered, stroking his chin.

Qin Manwen shook her head, "Impossible! If Wei Xiaohua were a ghost, he wouldn't have just knocked Xia Linyin unconscious."

Xia Linyin had a vague idea of ​​Wei Xiaohua's intentions. She also believed that Wei Xiaohua was not a ghost. If Wei Xiaohua were a ghost, then the storybook she had found would not still be in the corridor.

She was dragged from the corridor into the room by Wei Xiaohua, and given Wei Xiaohua's previous words, he probably wanted to do something unspeakable to her.

She was careless. Fortunately, this didn't happen, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Xia Linyin turned her head to look at Li Luo. Was it Li Luo who saved her?

"So who is the ghost?"

Returning to the initial question, Yang Shuming asked this one that no one wanted to mention but had to.

"Wait! Does everyone think this person was really killed by the lady?"

Xia Linyin looked at everyone.

"From finding the diary, the basement, the notes, to the dagger in the lady's room, isn't this line of events too smooth, like someone is leading you along?"

While speaking, Xia Linyin observed the expressions on everyone's faces.

"After seeing the diary, everyone naturally assumed that the lady killed the ghost, but let's not forget that the diary never said that the mother killed this person, just like it never indicated whether the person was male or female."

Qin Manwen did not immediately refute Xia Linyin's point of view, although she already had the answer in her heart, "Then who do you think killed the ghost?"

Xia Linyin parted her red lips slightly, "Child."

"Ha! A child?" Ma Yanming looked at Xia Linyin in disbelief, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Xia Linyin, are you crazy? How could a child kill someone? It was clearly the mother who killed the ghost, there's no doubt about that! Or are you the ghost, deliberately misleading us!"

Ignoring Ma Yanming's sarcasm and doubts, Xia Linyin continued, "Before Dad brought this person back, the child lived in a happy and harmonious family. But the arrival of this person shattered everything. The parents fell into endless arguments. Dad and Mom no longer told him bedtime stories. What accompanied him was screaming in the basement and his mother's cursing."

“My mother often hugged me and cried. I didn’t understand why she was crying, but I could imagine how much negative emotion my mother, who was twisted by jealousy, would pass on to her child during this process. My mother, who deeply loved my father, became no longer gentle because of the arrival of the third party. Instead, she was close to the edge of madness. She would hug her only son and use the most vicious language in the world to curse the third party.”

"At this point, it is entirely possible for the child to have thoughts of killing the third party, so that the mother will no longer be sad or cry, and become gentle again, so that the father will tell him bedtime stories again, and so that the family can return to its previous happiness."

"Now that you mention it, it seems quite reasonable." Yang Shuming nodded. The child's thoughts were probably very simple: the third party was the cause of his family's dramatic changes, and killing the third party would end all the pain and return everything to the beginning.

Qin Manwen said, "No, Xia Linyin, your speculation seems reasonable, but you have overlooked one point: this speculation contradicts the previous one."