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Chapter 1 When Killing in the Midnight
In a room with four walls, under the dim candlelight, five maids were pinching a girl in shabby clothes and dipping her head into a bucket full of water.

The girl struggled very hard at first, splashing water, and wetting the surrounding ground. After taking a few sips of water into her lungs, the struggle became less and less vigorous. It was only half a cup of tea, and people stopped moving, limbs. All relaxed.

"Are you dead?" The servant girl who was choking the girl's neck hesitantly let go of her hand, stared straight at the girl's movements, but if she moved, she would push the person back into the water.

"I don't know, pull it up and feel your heartbeat."

The other servants who were laying on their hands and feet also released their hands, and after discussing in a low voice, they dragged the limp girl out of the bucket and threw it on her back to touch her heart, without the slightest sense of beating.

"Dead, dead, heart stopped beating, dead."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and find clothes to change for her, the rope and stool are ready."

"Where to hang it? Hang it on the beam at the door?"

"It's scary to hang on the door, so hang it in the house."

The servants who turned around and prepared to hang themselves at the scene, no one saw that the girl who was lying on the ground without breathing trembled a few times. Her heart, which had stopped beating, regained its weak vitality, her chest heaved slightly, and her body did not cool down. blood flowed again.

After the maids prepared the things to pretend to be hanged, they gathered around and pulled the girl. They had to change her into dry clothes first, and they could not hang them directly. There were many people talking about the funeral, and the wrinkles on the wet clothes were easy to fall off after drying. People talk.

The girl on the ground was savagely pulled up by the arms of the two servants, and she stripped off her inner and outer clothes on the ground, leaving only her close-fitting clothes, and then lifted her up and put her on the bed to change her clothes. clothing.

Just when the servants turned the person over on the bed and tried to smooth the crease on the back of her t-shirt, no one saw the girl's soft hands reach into the quilt under her, waiting for them to turn the person over again. When she came back and lay on her back, the girl's hand hidden in the quilt was taken out, and a cold light hit the face of the servant who was closest to her, and blood splattered everywhere.

When the cold light covered her head, the servant girl instinctively screamed back and dodged. Although she saved her face, severe pain came from her wrist. Looking down, she couldn't help screaming in agony.

A hatchet was slashing on the right wrist of the servant girl, three points into the bone, and blood was flowing. Can this hand be saved?

"what!"

The other servants also screamed after being stunned for a moment, and they all let go and backed away, each with a pale face.

"Miss, it's none of our business. It's Madam's order. We all obey orders, spare our lives."

These maids are used to bullying little girls, but they have lived in the house for many years, and they have never done a real murder. When they saw the eldest lady who was clearly dead before, she actually held a shiny hatchet in her hand. , and seeing that his companion's hand was almost completely cut off, they were all scared to fight.

In the room where only half a candle was lit, the girl on the bed had a cold look in her eyes, and pulled back the hatchet mercilessly. The injured servant girl let out a louder cry of pain, and the person also fell down due to blood loss and fear of her legs becoming weak. on the ground.

The girl clenched the hatchet in one hand and supported her extremely weak body with one hand and slowly sat up, went down to the ground barefoot, walked to the wet bucket, and then saw the stool and rope placed under the beam, her expression was a little dazed.

(End of this chapter)