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——Holy shit, what kind of hobby is this?

——This Zhong Panpan tastes very strong.

——Could it be that the effect would be better?

——If his man knew that this was a real human head, wouldn’t it be okay?

Lin Xi saw that the discussion in the live broadcast room was going astray and spoke quickly.

"Is this her hobby?" Lin Xi asked. "Or, what is your relationship with that man?"

Lin Xi thought of the novel Song Ci mentioned.

"That's right," the woman said. "We are Lu An's lovers in their 20s, 30s, and 40s respectively. Some of us knew that Lu An had a family, but couldn't stop Lu An's charm. But most of us were deceived by him and thought he was single. Lu An was a complete scumbag, but Lu An died just after he turned fifty. Didn't you see that he also asked Zhong Panpan to make a sculpture."

Of course Lin Xi saw it. Not only Lin Xi saw it, but the audience in the live broadcast room also saw it.

"Did Zhong Panpan carve those three sculptures of 20, 30 and 40-year-olds in memory of Lu An?"

"It was Zhong Panpan who wanted to activate those sculptures so that fifty-year-old Lu An and us could watch her make out with those young Lu An." The woman smiled.

No wonder the fifty-year-old sculpture of Lu An also has a charm on his forehead and does not cover his eyes.

Lin Xi didn't even need to watch the live broadcast room, and she knew what would be overwhelming in the live broadcast room, but she still couldn't help but take a look. As expected, the live broadcast room was full of "fuck you", "fuck you" and "fuck me", mixed in with things like "it's too perverted and I like it".

"How to activate?" Lin Xi asked immediately. "Use three of us male players?"

"Yes!" said the woman. "She will probably take action tonight."

After the woman finished speaking, she looked at Lin Xi with a smile: "I've talked too much, I have to leave. By the way, your tough guy style player is very popular. Not only does Zhong Panpan want to kill her, we will also kill him. It just depends on who can take the lead.”

"Wait a minute." Lin Xi quickly stopped the woman. "The girl named Yingying in Zhong Panpan's house, do you know what's going on?"

"I didn't know it before, but I also found out through the conversations between Lu An and Zhong Panpan over the years," the woman said. "Zhong Yingying is Zhong Panpan's sister and Lu An's first love. She was killed by Zhong Panpan when she was eighteen years old."

"For Lu An?" Lin Xi asked.

"That's what she said, who knew!" the woman laughed. "But Zhong Panpan was very good to her sister. At least she didn't let her sister see her having sex with Lu An. When Lu An was alive, she would ask Lu An to offer incense to her sister every day, which would make Lu An happy all his life. Remember, Zhong Yingying died because of him."

After the woman finished speaking, she disappeared in front of Lin Xi, and the skull on Lin Xi's bedside table also disappeared.

But no one in the live broadcast room discussed the headless female corpse and the skull, because the appearance of the woman was not exciting at all, and the disappearance of the skeleton was not scary.

What excited them was Zhong Panpan and Lu An.

——Zhong Panpan tortured Lu An both mentally and physically!

--can you? I think Lu An should be quite happy.

——Yes, his first love was killed by his wife, and he hasn’t stopped cheating on her yet.

——Zhong Panpan finally figured it out. Killing those women was useless. Killing his own man would be the only way to avoid future troubles.

——But she also wanted Lu An to watch her being intimate with other men.

——She let him watch her make out with the young him.

——Is the activated sculpture really still Lu An?

——A woman’s revenge is really scary and perverted.

——So scary, so perverted!

Lin Xi stood up from the bed and went to the outside room. First, she looked out through the peephole, but she could only see a little bit.

She was still standing on the stool, looking out through the small window.

There was still a headless female corpse wandering outside, and no screams or anything like that was heard.

Lin Xi counted and found that there were only seven headless female corpses left.

With the headless female corpse here, Zhong Panpan probably won't come out, so how can she kill the person she wants to kill?

Lin Xi watched it for a while, but there was still nothing happening. She decided not to watch it, went back to bed, and interacted with the audience in the live broadcast room.

——123What did you see?

"Headless female corpses, seven." Lin Xi replied.

——Didn’t Zhong Panpan kill anyone?

——Didn’t the headless female corpse kill anyone?

"It seems...none." Linxi said.

Probably not yet. Although the number of people in the live broadcast room was quite large, it was almost the same as before she went to bed.

The reason why everyone gathered in her live broadcast room was because there were skulls in her live broadcast room. Everyone wanted to see the headless female corpse come in and put the head on her own head.

It's a pity that I didn't see it.

I just heard a beautiful woman tell a perverted story.

"I'm going to bed, good night everyone." Lin Xi waved to the live broadcast room.

——123 Can you still sleep?

——Don’t fall asleep and chat!

——You haven’t slept all afternoon, are you still sleepy?

"Sleepy." Lin Xi said. "I'll get some more sleep so I can have the energy to look for clues tomorrow."

Lin Xi said, closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.

When she woke up, it was dark, and Lin Xi heard the sound of brooms sweeping the floor outside again. She opened the curtains and took a look. Sure enough, the two men started cleaning the yard again.

Lin Xi looked at the live broadcast room. The number of people in the live broadcast room did not increase, nor did it decrease much.

It should be another Christmas Eve.

The audience in the live broadcast room was saying that other rooms except hers were boring this night.

Only Guo Xinxin, Song Ci and Mi Jia got up and looked outside, and what they saw were seven headless female corpses.

Zhang Laifu seemed to have glanced at it, but it was really just a glance.

Lin Xi went to the bathroom to wash up, opened the door, and went to Guo Xinxin's room.

Lin Xi didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and went in.

"Who is it?" Guo Xinxin's voice came from the bathroom.

"I'm Xiaobei," Lin Xi said. "Come here and go to the classroom with you."

"Right away." Guo Xinxin said, coming out of the bathroom. "Go and call the others. If you don't want to go, tell them."

"Okay." Linxi said.

The two people left the room and began to call people from room to room. They always went in without knocking.

Standing at the door and talking at this time, it is easy for Zhong Panpan to hear. He knocks on the door, but he is afraid of violating hidden taboos, so he can only go in directly.

They called Coco, Song Ci, Mi Jia, Linda, and Lao Zhao, then came to Xiaohong's door and pushed the door open.

The room is a bit dark. There was no one outside, and the lights in the bathroom were turned off. There was only a little light coming through the gaps in the curtains.

"What does it smell like?" Linda frowned.

"You haven't woken up yet?" Lao Zhao was confused and shouted. "Xiaohong!"

No one answered.

Several people looked at each other and walked into the bedroom. The quilt on the bed was still bulging, and Xiaohong should still be inside.

"Xiaohong! Xiaohong?" Lao Zhao called twice more.

Lin Xi and Guo Xinxin looked at each other, and Guo Xinxin opened the curtains.

Lin Xi walked to the bed and opened Xiaohong's cup.

Lao Zhao, Mi Jia, and Linda all took a step back, and Coco directly covered her eyes.

Xiaohong's body lay stiffly on the bed, headless.