"I killed someone." Liu Zudi finally lowered the knife pressed against Erya's throat.
Liu Zudi's hands hung at her sides, her eyes dim and tinged with a hint of despair: "I'm doomed, I killed someone."
Erya thought she was saying this because she was mentally unstable.
She consoled her, "Whether you killed someone or not, Su Rong knows. Without evidence, he won't wrong any good person."
"There must be evidence!" Liu Zudi suddenly shouted at Erya.
Erya: "..."
Just talk, don't switch between good and bad moods, it's terrifying.
"Even if you killed someone, it was a bad person; those bad people deserved to die." To survive, Erya had to spout nonsense.
"Exactly!" Liu Zudi's eyes grew cold, filled with endless hatred: "They were all bad people; they deserved to die! I killed them and let my good friend have a good time. Doesn't that make me conscientious?"
Erya's face turned pale at once.
Killing...
Then... rape...
This...
