“Could Bei Yutang be the murderer?” Yan Jin exclaimed.
“Oh my god, no way. Bei Yutang is actually the murderer!” Li Mengmeng covered her mouth, her face filled with shock.
“She should be in the library.” Dr. Zhang, who had been silent until now, said.
He had seen her go up to the library on the third floor earlier, and judging from her reading posture, she was probably still up there reading.
“Let’s go up and see.”
Except for Yan Jin, who stayed in the room to take care of Gongsun Mingyue, everyone else went up to the third floor.
When they opened the library door, they saw Bei Yutang lying motionless on the floor.
Dr. Zhang was the first to react, quickly stepping forward to examine her. After examining her, his brows furrowed slightly.
“What happened to her?” Li Mengmeng asked.
Butler Sen also asked, “Is Miss Bei alright?”
“She’s fine. She was probably too tired and fell asleep.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“Take her downstairs. Leaving her here isn’t a solution.”
Dr. Zhang carried the sleeping Bei Yutang downstairs and took her to her room.
The commotion in the middle of the night had exhausted everyone, so they all went back to their rooms to rest.
The next morning, the sky outside was still dark, as if dark clouds had completely obscured the island. While everyone was still asleep, a terrified scream broke the silence, waking everyone from their slumber.
Bei Yutang, who had been soundly asleep, was also awakened by the scream. She sat up abruptly, and when her eyes fell on where she was, her pupils contracted sharply.
She clearly remembered being in the library, not back in her room.
Could this castle really be haunted?!
Otherwise, there was no way to explain why she was here.
Bei Yutang got out of bed and opened her door. Dr. Zhang from next door opened his door at the same time. They nodded to each other as a greeting.
Without saying much, they headed straight in the direction of the sound.
Feng Qing, wearing only shorts and sporting a messy hairstyle, emerged from the room, muttering angrily, “I can’t take it anymore. How many times a night does this happen? Can’t you just stop for a minute?”
This time, standing in front of Yan Jin’s door, having learned from last night’s experience, Feng Qing simply kicked the door open.
After they entered, they saw Yan Jin slumped to the floor, his face deathly pale.
“What happened to you?”
Yan Jin pointed to the bed, his eyes filled with terror.
Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a large bulge under the covers, but nothing was visible.
Feng Qing, an impatient man, stepped forward and yanked back the covers.
The moment the covers were pulled back, the atmosphere froze.
Everyone stared in horror at the torn, desiccated corpse on the bed. They could still see terror in Gongsun Mingyue’s bulging eyes.
What had she seen before her death that terrified her so much?
The state of Gongsun Mingyue’s death sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
Li Mengmeng stumbled back several steps in fright, bumping into Ah Hua behind her.
“That poem, that poem…” Li Mengmeng murmured.
“I want to leave here, I want to leave this awful place.”
With that, she shoved aside Ah Hua and Butler Sen and ran out like a madwoman.
The sudden turn of events left everyone bewildered, wondering why she had suddenly gone mad.
“I’ll go and bring her back.” Dr. Zhang said, heading out first.
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