"Don't be so scary here!"

Fei Zhemin rushed to the box, picked it up, and took out several pieces of paper.

There were three photos in total, one was of the deceased Yuan Shumo, and the other was of You Xichun. The manner of death written on them was exactly the same as the one discovered this morning.

"If you say that I was the one who led and wrote the story of Yuan Shumo, then what about You Xichun? Who wrote this way of death?"

Everyone was silent.

"It's not me!"

Everybody denied it.

"No one really admitted it? Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with admitting it. After all, I'm the one taking the blame. I'm still the primary suspect."

However, even after Cen Yueyue said this, no one came out to admit it.

"Then I can only ask everyone to write it down in person so that I can compare it."

But Fei Zhemin refused to cooperate.

"Why? Even if they find it, what's the point? Can it clear you of suspicion? Don't even think about dragging someone else down with you."

Cen Yueyue put her hands behind her back and said to Fei Zhemin thoughtfully,

"You refused, so I can only assume that the note is yours, so you prevented me from finding it. So, is it you?"

Fei Zhemin: …

"It's not me!"

In the end, everyone wrote down what Cen Yueyue said, and after comparison, no one's handwriting matched.

"What's going on?"

Cen Yueyue put down the remaining handwritings written by everyone and said,

"Then there is only one possibility left, that is, it was written by the remaining two dead people. Since no one would write about their own death, the only possibility left is Yuan Shumo."

Therefore, Cen Yueyue wrote down the death statement of Yuan Shumo, and Yuan Shumo wrote down the death statement of You Xichun.

"They are quite plastic."

They played together secretly and wrote about the tragic death of each other in a vicious way. Their relationship was really bad.

"What do you think...will the murderer draw lots, and whoever is drawn will be killed in the same way as above?"

Cen Yueyue's words made everyone present feel frightened again.

"Then destroy it!"

As the director spoke, he asked Huang Ning to pour out all the notes inside, and then burned them cleanly in the fireplace.

[Oh shit, this scary box, couldn’t it be what Miss Bubble Gum guessed? 】

[After all, the murderer is one of them. Someone is hiding inside and doing something. No matter who it is, it's terrifying. 】

[So is she Miss Bubble Gum? 】

[Strange, Miss Bubble Gum isn’t blowing bubbles today? 】

[How can I have the mood to blow bubbles in this situation? Everyone has determined that she is the murderer. 】

[But apart from Miss Bubble Gum, there is indeed no other more favorable suspect. Only Miss Bubble Gum has had a grudge with these two people. 】

[I always feel that Miss Bubble Gum is not the murderer. 】

[The trial will be held tonight. Why am I looking forward to it? 】

[If more than just the two of them died, then the possibility that Miss Bubble Gum was the murderer becomes smaller. 】

[But at the moment, it’s impossible to guess what will happen next. 】

Everyone was having a heated discussion, and as they were told, the girls all went to Cen Yueyue's room to check.

The first thing to be turned over was the suitcase.

The suitcase was opened, but there was nothing special inside. Xie Erlan noticed the notebook that Cen Yueyue had placed on the table, so she opened the contents.

"Hey, you don't want to see private handwriting?"

Xie Erlan said cautiously,

"What if your murder plan is written in it?"

Cen Yueyue: ...

Is she an idiot?

"The main thing is that it says that I have a crush on you. It would be really unpleasant if you found out."

Xie Erlan: ...

She turned to Zou Yunshu and asked,

"Does she always like to talk nonsense so much?"

Zou Yunshu: ...

"Don't ask me, I don't know her well."

Xie Erlan: ...