Who is the murderer? Why would anyone kill? Will there be another victim?
Will it be their turn when the time comes?
"So much time has passed since Monica's scream, yet not a single servant in this entire ancient castle has come by to check. Isn't this a bit too strange?" Bai Qianqian spoke up.
"That Balian is definitely suspicious. Of all times to hold a bidding session, why choose yesterday, and specifically in this ancient castle in the mountains? This snowstorm and overnight stay could very well be a scheme. But why target us? Frankly, I'm just here doing the dirty work for my boss. Setting such a trap to harm me is pointless."
Shen Sanjing smirked indifferently and turned to look at Sun Yan and the other two in the room: "Could it be that you three have some special status?"
Sun Yan ignored his inquiry and instead focused on the corpse of Monica nailed to the painting.
