Chapter Seventeen: Detailed Plot (2/2)

“I know…” Zhao Weijie said tremblingly, “I know she was the second to die. I’ve even watched the anime; she died first in it!”

“Sakuragi Yukari.”

Liu Mengchao whispered the name of the deceased. His mind felt clouded, enveloped by an inexplicable sense of frustration that quietly circled around him.

Could it be that he was really wrong? That his psychology had failed?

“No…” The doll shook its head, but the person holding Liu Ling made no move. To the eyes of the reincarnators, the scene was eerily strange. “She was the second to die.”

“We know.” Tao Yunchuan’s mind was even more confused than Liu Mengchao’s. His earlier confident deductions had been shattered by the words of this otaku.

“What we need most now…” Liu Mengchao slowly exhaled, calming his emotions, “is to find a safe place and start our discussion anew.”

Saying this, Liu Mengchao cast a cold glance at the otaku, Zhao Weijie.

“And then, you will tell us everything you know—exactly as it is, without leaving anything out.”

“All right… all right…” Zhao Weijie nodded quickly, not caring at all about the blood splattered on his clothes, and hurried to follow Liu Mengchao, just like the other reincarnators around him.

By the riverside, on the embankment.

Liu Mengchao sat down on the ground, where there was still some accumulated water, but his heart was completely indifferent to it. He simply lifted his head and listened to the distant sounds.

The sound of police cars, clear even from far away.

“Now you can speak. Two people have already died. If you don’t want us all to perish because you only tell half and keep half of the story hidden, you’d better reveal everything you know, exactly as it is.”

With that, the white ivory weapon was drawn from Liu Mengchao’s waist and pointed at Zhao Weijie’s forehead.

“Don’t tell a single lie!”

“I…” Zhao Weijie glanced fearfully at the reincarnators around him, each glaring at him with fury, as if he had committed an unforgivable sin.

“I…”

“Speak quickly!”

Long Xiang slapped the back of Zhao Weijie’s shoulder with a sharp smack, startling him.

“Yes, yes!”

“Be organized!” Tao Yunchuan frowned. “Tell the events in the order of death, one by one.”

“Yes…”

“And don’t omit the relationships between the characters.” War correspondent Zhen Qianting, now completely devoid of her initial kindness, wore an almost ferocious expression.

“Relationships between the characters…”

“Start with the protagonist!” Tao Yunchuan shouted excitedly. Witnessing two gory scenes in one day had already terrified him.

“The protagonist is Kouichi Sakakibara. He is the nephew of the deceased Riko Mikami. His mother died giving birth to him because of the curse of Class 3-3, at Nightview Mountain. This curse causes death within two direct generations.”

“Continue.”

Zhen Qianting said coldly.

“The heroine is Mei Misaki… She has a younger sister named Misaki Fujioka, who died back in April due to kidney failure. Or rather, she died because as Mei Misaki’s twin sister, she was affected by the curse. She was the first to die.”

“Good, continue!”

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