Chapter 115 The Singer, Oh, the Singer 48

Confirming that Tiger Wang's ultimate move was Berserk, Lin Xiangjun was no longer panicked; she pulled out a piece of yellow paper, dodged Tiger Wang's attack with unimaginably supple movements, and stuck the talisman paper onto him.

"Stop right there!"

"Roar—" Tiger Wang, whose IQ had dropped due to the skill's control and who was baring his fangs, just wanted to let out a roar to show off, but his roar got stuck halfway and was stifled right in his throat.

【Stand still and behave! : Just a few sticky notes; stick them on the target you want to stop, and shout "Stop right there!" at the top of your lungs. The target will remain frozen in place for 10s. How should you manage to stick the sticky notes on them? That really is a good question.】

Looking at Tiger Wang, who stood before her with a stifled expression, Lin Xiangjun did not hesitate or waste words; she raised her hand and directly severed Tiger Wang's neck.

With a swift stroke of the blade, she showed no mercy.

Fresh blood sprayed everywhere.

Lin Xiangjun pulled a large black trash bag out of her pouch, skillfully packed the two of them inside, and then picked up all the items dropped by Tiger Wang.

Although they were called dropped supplies, they were actually just useless, broken items from the battle.

For example, a wrench bent at a ninety-degree angle, a wooden stick broken in two, and a spray bottle that had been used once and thrown on the ground, its purpose unknown.

An ordinary person might have thrown these things away, but Lin Xiangjun was different; she had a green trash can in her hands, so why would she be afraid of items being broken and unusable?

It was just a matter of a few hundred underworld currency!

After packing away all the loot, Lin Xiangjun had an unexpected pleasant surprise.

It was an anonymous notebook; she didn't know who the owner was, and many pages at the front had been torn out, leaving only the last few.

The handwriting was frantic, as if the person had suffered a mental breakdown.

"She, she! ■■ (crossed out) is back! She wants to kill us all, kill us all! She is a devil, she is ■■■ (crossed out), we should have pushed him out long ago! That little bit of money is useless as shit, we are all going to die because of ■■ (crossed out) now! (crossed out) Hiding in (crossed out) (crossed out), as long as we find him (crossed out), we won't have to die!"

The handwriting was frantic, with half the content crossed out or smeared, making the meaning incoherent. She could only roughly guess that "she" referred to Hu Zhengzheng, and "he" likely referred to the murderer.

The murderer must have given the notebook's owner a sum of money to help him hide his tracks, but because Hu Zhengzheng could not find the real murderer for a long time, she began to take it out on the people in the residential complex who had insulted her before.

The owner of the notebook had also insulted her, so he was extremely panicked and afraid, and began to regret taking the money to help hide the murderer's tracks.

Lin Xiangjun flipped through the entire notebook but could not find any more clues.

But that didn't matter.

Lin Xiangjun was already confident that she would finish this instance by tomorrow.

"Although it's a three-star instance, it's going by even faster than the two-star instance."

It wasn't early; it was already six in the evening after cleaning up the battlefield. Seeing that it was about to get dark, Lin Xiangjun didn't intend to stay outside any longer and quickly headed towards her home.

When Tiger Wang's blood sprayed out, it covered her entirely. Once blood dries, it not only smells but also clumps up. Now, every time she moved, she could feel bits of it flaking off her body.

She had better hurry home and take a shower.

But everything had gone wrong since she entered Xieyou Alley today. She didn't know if it was retaliation for lying to the One-Eyed Ghost or what, but nothing had gone smoothly.

When she saw Cheng Shengtian blocking her doorway, Lin Xiangjun had no temper left.

"You, one after another, are blocking me. Do you think I'm easy to talk to, or do you think I'm easy to bully?"

The style of the clothes on Cheng Shengtian hadn't changed, but the color had turned pure black, and as he got closer, she could smell a faint scent of ink.

It wasn't pleasant, nor was it unpleasant, but his wrists, neck, and similar areas were stained with a layer of black, making him look rather disheveled.

Of course, such behavior of trying hard to find ways to solve problems and survive in a difficult situation, even if it looked disheveled, was not worth looking down upon.

Upon seeing Lin Xiangjun, Cheng Shengtian swallowed nervously.

The smell of blood on Lin Xiangjun was too strong.

After being splattered, she had been wiping her face on the way home, but there were no mirrors on the road, so the blood on her face not only wasn't wiped clean but was instead smeared evenly.

Yet her eyes had particularly white whites and particularly black pupils, which made her blood-red face look even more terrifying.

She was wearing black clothes; the blood on the black clothes wasn't obvious, but the faint bloody footprints left on the floor by her shoe soles were no joke.

Ghosts would not have such bright red blood.

This was clearly someone who had just slaughtered a player.

Cheng Shengtian was terrified.

He didn't even dare to take a deep breath, after all, a deep breath would mean inhaling a mouthful of the bloody stench.

"I, I am here to exchange clues."

Lin Xiangjun's gaze, which had been staring straight at him, softened a little.

Fine, as long as he wasn't here for a free ride.

"What clues do you have to trade with me? Let's make this clear first: if it has value, I can trade, but if it has no value, I won't give you anything."

Cheng Shengtian was much smarter than Tiger Wang.

When asking for favors, it was perfectly normal to be a bit servile; even beggars had to say a few nice words, so what did he expect to get while standing up straight?

"Han Xue is dead, killed by Li Dongwei. I suspect he is an extremist of the Return to Position Gang."

As he spoke, he didn't forget to look up to gauge Lin Xiangjun's expression.

Lin Xiangjun nodded: "Go on."

Clearly, this was because the information he provided was valuable.

Cheng Shengtian breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Simply put, Cheng Shengtian and Han Xue didn't go to rent a clean house at the beginning, not because they didn't think it was necessary, but simply because they didn't have enough money.

Fortunately, they were cautious enough, so nothing happened all day and night yesterday and throughout today.

However, in the afternoon, Han Xue suddenly told Cheng Shengtian mysteriously that she was going to explore with Li Dongwei.

She said Li Dongwei had secretly told her two rules, saying Li Dongwei was a good person who couldn't bear to watch the two weak women go to their deaths, and that Li Dongwei had already found the location of the new rules and was planning to go find them in the afternoon, and that he was only taking her because she couldn't find anything.

At that time, Cheng Shengtian felt that Han Xue's state was abnormal.

He couldn't say exactly how it was abnormal.

He just felt... Han Xue's obsessive state was exactly like his best friend, who was firmly convinced that her boyfriend was tall, handsome, and rare in this world.

"It's like... being brainwashed."

Cheng Shengtian said.