Chapter 179
Song Zhou used all his strength to turn his face in the opposite direction to express his anger.
A tiger in dire straits becomes like a sick cat, feeling extremely depressed.
Wang Hanshuang said cheerfully, "Just now, after I posted Qiu Yue's Weibo, I sent a private message to Chen He in the name of puppy."
Song Zhou's breathing stopped - what did you send?
"The content is - I will personally punish Zhu Zangmo."
Song Zhou was stunned - why did you say that to Chen He?
Wang Hanshuang replied excitedly, "To get Chen He to pick up his brush again and join us in the battle! I believe that once Chen He receives this private message, to cooperate with you, or to protect you, he will definitely paint a terrifying new chapter, letting them continue to kill each other under the shadow of the curse!"
You are not allowed to take advantage of Xiaohe—Song Zhou turned his head, and his curly hair became even more messy.
Wang Hanshuang glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "You don't know yet, do you? Led by Xingchang Art Store's owner, Lü Dun, along with Fu Weiru, Zhu Zangmo, and Xing Yao, they're a gang.
"A gang that makes a living by mutilating female students, creating death paintings, and selling them overseas at high prices.
"These people killed more than just Xiaoping and Qiu Yue. There were seven girls in total. Seven children who were as beautiful as flowers.
"Do you think they deserve to die?"
Qiu Song was stunned.
Wang Hanshuang sighed, "I've been at the Zhu family for two years now. I've worked so hard to gain their trust that I've gradually become their confidant. By eavesdropping, asking questions, and guessing, I've managed to piece together what kind of business they're running."
"They kill without leaving any trace, without leaving any evidence. The trade of those death paintings is done abroad, and it's not something I can get involved with.
“I thought about calling the police.
"But this is too unbelievable. Who would believe that behind the paintings of a great artist are human lives? Even if I go to the police, my words are not enough. They won't believe me, and I will be exposed.
"I also thought about poisoning and setting fire.
"But the three of them are doing this shady business, so they deliberately avoid suspicion and rarely get together. If you want to take them all out, there's no chance at all.
"Killing two is easy. I live in the same house with Zhu Zangmo and Fu Weiru. If I want to kill them, I have plenty of opportunities.
"Or maybe we could take advantage of Lu Dun and Fu Weiru's secret meeting and poison them both.
"But if anything happens to two of them, the remaining one will definitely be alert, and I will definitely be exposed. There will be no chance to eliminate the remaining one.
"Especially Lu Dun. This guy looks well-dressed, but he's actually a desperate criminal. He's used to hiding a knife under his suit and is very alert.
"I could never come up with a comprehensive plan to wipe out the three of them all at once. Until 'Prophecy of the Other Shore' appeared.
"Chen He is amazing. Without using any soldiers, using only a brush and a painting, she set off a domino-like cycle of internecine slaughter. She forced them to kill their minions one by one, from Xu Candong to Yu Aiai to Xing Yao."
Even in such a situation, Song Zhou couldn't help but purse his lips proudly - of course that's amazing!
But Wang Hanshuang's tone suddenly changed, and she sounded apologetic: "I'm sorry, Qiu Song, I lied to you. It was Fu Weiru who killed Xing Yao, not me."
When "Prophecy from the Other Shore" suddenly updated the "Collapse Chapter", the blade of the brush pointed directly at Xing Yao's nose.
Xing Yao knew that he could no longer hide, so he quickly prepared to flee the country.
He had to report to Fu Weiru no matter what bad things he did.
——[Mom, I have to go abroad and hide for a while. But before I left, I hung Liu Daixiao on the ceiling fan at home. She will definitely die in a few hours. She knows too much. I can't keep her here.]
He abandoned his poor and sick mother and called Fu Weiru "Mom" loudly.
Fu Weiru was the backbone of this "family" and she made all the important decisions. In Xing Yao's eyes, her prestige had long surpassed Zhu Zangmo's.
——[I'm in a hurry and don't have time to collect the body. Please collect it for me, Mom.] I also attached the code for the electronic door lock.
Fu Weiru was furious.
Collect the body for him? That's easy to say. Where to throw it? Where to hide it? Don't you know that killing someone is easier than disposing of the body?
"Who is this kid hanging out with?" Fu Weiru cursed angrily.
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