Han Meirong stood frozen on the rooftop, her hands clenched into tight fists as the cold wind whipped her hair across her face. The shock hit her in heavy waves. The quiet, polished girl who had offered her a sweet smile just minutes ago in the hallway was actually a murderer.
"But why is she doing it?" Meirong asked, her voice trembling with horrified confusion. "Did she... did she kill Huifang too?"
Xiaowen shook his head calmly. "No. Huifang's soul doesn't remember who pushed her from the roof. But we will find that person soon. Since Meilin's death was done by a human, there is a very high chance the other deaths in this school were orchestrated by a human too, not some demon."
Xiaowen quickly brought Meirong up to speed on everything they had gathered so far. He explained Kexin's bitter jealousy over academic rankings and how she used Meilin's known heart condition to create the perfect crime.
