The bone-cracking sound was still echoing down the stairs. The atmosphere on the third-floor corridor had below freezing, everyone was looking at the person, whose body was twisted in an illogical way, in horror.
They heard the conversation as well.
The first owner of Edwood Mansion was murdered by his nephew, and it was disguised as an accident.
He wanted revenge, he wanted to deliver all the pain that he suffered to his nephew.
Then, his nephew fell to his death.
Subconsciously, everyone else felt their throats dry up and tighten, even Mei Huasheng was in a daze.
Is... Is this a coincidence?
If it's a coincidence…
What about the bullet? And this snake-like body movement?
Could it be…
The speculations that did not match her worldview appeared in Mei Huasheng's heart. She quickly shook her head, though, discarding the thoughts out of her mind.