Torturously crying all NPCs, she went crazy in hell

Chapter 13 [Iceberg Hell] Zhang Lingling’s experience

What a mess!The clues are so confusing!His brain was in knots! ! !
Jin Jinjing said thoughtfully: "If this is the case, then her perverted behavior of hiding the corpse becomes understandable."

"Perhaps from her point of view, this is just a way for her to express...um...love?"

Kong Chenliang frowned: "But why did she cut her husband's throat? This is not an ordinary expression of love. Is it too extreme?"

Everyone fell into silence again, and this question touched on the crux.

Yu Wenjun thought for a moment: "We can only speculate now that maybe the reason why the hostess killed her husband is related to the mental illness she suffered from."

"She may have been suddenly stimulated at some point, leading to a mental breakdown."

Jin Jinjing nodded and agreed: "That makes sense. After she killed someone, she hid the body in the refrigerator out of guilt and grief."

Everyone thinks this explanation makes sense.

However, Lu Zhijia still has some doubts: "But this is just a hypothesis. We have no conclusive evidence to prove that the hostess is mentally ill."

"We have evidence."

Kong Chenliang took out the case report: "We also found a case report on mental illness upstairs. The patient is the hostess Hu Xiaojing."

When Huang Haoyi received the case report, the corner of his mouth twitched a little, and his expression was one of disgust that could not be concealed.

"Where did you find it? Why is it covered with such disgusting foreign matter?"

“The process is not important, the key is the result.”

"Trash can." Gongye Wenxuan added silently, with a hint of smile in his tone.

Kong Chenliang exclaimed: "Brother, you ruined my heroic image!

"It doesn't matter if it's dirty or not, as long as you can look at it. I risked my life to find it. Why do you think you're so embarrassed here? If you have the ability, don't look at it."

"According to this, it is very possible that the mistress accidentally killed the man when she was sick."

"Manslaughter?" The corners of Yu Wenjun's mouth slightly raised. Although the smile was shallow, it seemed to contain infinite meaning.

"Maybe things are not as simple as they seem."

She trailed off: "Perhaps Hu Xiaojing's murder of Li Chengxu was not as simple as manslaughter."

The crowd was shocked.

"It wasn't manslaughter? You mean, Hu Xiaojing killed Li Chengxu intentionally?" Jin Jinjing looked at Yu Wenjun in confusion.

Chen Yikun's eyes flashed with slight surprise: "Do you have any evidence?"

Yu Wenjun smiled with a hint of mystery in his smile: "Evidence? I don't have it. This is just my speculation based on the current situation. You can choose to believe it or you can choose to doubt it."

"Then your speculation is temporarily doubtful. We still need more relevant clues to confirm it."

Every guess in the hell world needs to be supported by evidence, but there is often not so much time given to the participants. They sometimes can only rely on their own bold guesses to speculate on the story of the plot.

Huang Hao stared at the case report with deep eyes, as if he wanted to see something from the dirty paper.

Kong Chenliang found a piece of paper and a pen and kept scratching on them, trying to find some valuable clues.

Others simultaneously discussed possible motives.

But Yu Wenjun remained silent, with various possibilities flashing through his mind.

Chen Yikun asked: "Regarding the reminder given by the system that revenge in hell begins with killing, do you have any suggestions?"

Yu Wenjun raised his hand: "My suggestion is that we should go back to our respective rooms and have a sleep first, and then continue the discussion when we are full of energy." At this time, the night outside the house became thicker, like thick ink splashing In the sky.

"..." Chen Yikun was speechless for a moment.

"That's right! We stayed up late tonight to explore clues.

"But these are the clues. What else can be discussed? There is no earth dragon in the room. I am almost frozen. Aren't you cold?"

"Instead of wasting time here, it's better to go back to sleep and see if there are any new clues the next day."

"What Participant No. [-] said is very reasonable. This hidden side mission makes the originally unclear plot even more confusing. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a breakthrough." Yao Huimei gently rubbed her temples, her tone revealing helplessness and fatigue.

Everyone felt deeply tired, so they nodded in agreement.

Since everyone wanted to go back to sleep, even if Chen Yikun wanted to continue discussing the clues, he could only stand up and said: "Since everyone feels tired, let's go back to the room to rest. We will gather again tomorrow morning and continue to discuss the clues."

So, everyone dispersed and prepared to go back to their respective rooms to rest.
……

Room 302.

The cold wind was biting, and the snow that had been falling all day finally stopped falling.

Yu Wenjun was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, but she did not fall asleep.

Suddenly, Zhang Lingling called softly: "Excuse me, are you asleep?"

Yu Wenjun opened his eyes from the darkness, his face calm.

"I agree with your speculation. They don't believe that the mistress would kill the man, because they think no one would attack their husbands."

Yu Wenjun listened silently and did not speak.

She spoke very calmly, as if she was telling someone else's story: "Peg, I've really had enough. My boyfriend would always do something to me, and my hatred for him was so severe that even when I was pregnant, I couldn't bear it. I was disgusted with the baby in my belly, so I had an abortion.”

"But he wasn't like this at first. He was really nice to me. I don't understand why he seemed like a different person." Zhang Lingling's voice was full of doubts and confusion.

"Although I don't know why the hostess killed the male host, one thing I am sure of is that Hu Xiaojing must be extremely disappointed with Li Chengxu."

Zhang Lingling smiled calmly: "So I committed a crime, and the door of hell was opened to me."

Zhang Lingling turned to look at Yu Wenjun, her eyes flashing with joy: "The only crime recorded on my panel is malicious abortion."

There was a hint of pride in her words, but also a hint of fear.

"So, Hell also thinks that I am right to kill my boyfriend, right." Zhang Lingling's eyes were a little helpless.

A tear slipped from the corner of Zhang Lingling's eyes: "I fell from one dark abyss into another."

Her voice became choked: "Excuse me, I want to live."

"I don't want to die."

"I really don't want to die."

"Piexi, I know you are very powerful, please help me, please..."

The sound of Zhang Lingling's emotional breakdown reached Yu Wenjun's ears all too clearly, and her intermittent sobs seemed particularly helpless in the silent room.

Suddenly, a silent bolt of lightning pierced the night sky.

(End of this chapter)