Chapter 1688: Yellow Rosewood
“Why was she biased towards Fan Junyang when they’re not related?”
Ning Shu raised an eyebrow. Lu Shanshan was worthy of being an ultra task-taker. Even if 795 despised her, she did have some skill.
Ning Shu noted down everything she said.
The uncle nodded. “And?”
Zhang Jiasen said, “The grandmother and granddaughter don’t seem to be as poor as they act.”
“This table is made from yellow rosewood.” Zhang Jiasen’s fingers tapped the table.
Ning Shu looked at the table. She thought that it was made from a few wooden planks with some grease on it, but now that she looked at it, the texture was quite clear and beautiful.
Ning Shu raised her doubts, “What if they didn’t know the value of the yellow rosewood?”
Country people often didn’t know the value of things and would even use antique bowls to feed their dogs.
Zhang Jiasen glanced at Ning Shu. “The yellow rosewood is produced in the South China Sea, a place where the weather is hotter. There aren’t many produced and they’re mainly imported. This isn’t the place where it is produced. It’s impossible to go to the mountains and cut down the trees.”
Ning Shu: (⊙0⊙)
Fuck, she felt retarded.
Ning Shu noted it in her notebook. So to speak, there was quite a problem with the grandparent and her granddaughter.
If they really wanted to harm the traditional painting club, there had to be a reason, either love or hate. You couldn’t just kill someone for no reason.
The uncle stood up and told Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing, “You guys are on night watch tonight.”
As soon as the uncle left, so did Lu Shanshan. The others yawned as they walked away.
Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing were the only ones in the living room.
“696, did you find anything?” Ning Shu asked.
“A girl was pregnant.” Mei Ziqing whispered.
Ning Shu: ！！！！
“How do you know?” Ning Shu asked curiously.
“She’s got an extra soul in her body. It’s very faint,” Mei Ziqing said. “I’m very sensitive to things like souls.”
Someone here had gotten pregnant even though she was still a student. Who was the father of the child? Was he a member of the national painting club too?
There were a lot of disagreements in this group.
Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing sat together. The cold wind whipped outside the house. The entire world seemed quieter. There were no signs of life.
Ning Shu stretched out her hand to warm it over the fire pan, then prepared to practice the Unsurpassable Martial Arts. All the events that had occurred since they had woken up this morning were overwhelming.
“Someone’s there!” Mei Ziqing hastily opened the door. Ning Shu also saw a shadow flicker at the window.
Mei Ziqing went into the inner courtyard to chase after the shadow. Ning Shu took a flashlight and followed her. She saw her standing under a tree.
Ning Shu walked over to Mei Ziqing and asked, “What did you find?”
She didn’t say anything. Ning Shu reached out her hand and touched Mei Ziqing. Her body fell forward, then blood spurted out of her neck.
Ning Shu was shocked and took a step forward, which resulted in her neck being cut by something. She reached out and touched it. Her neck was wet.
Ning Shu used the torch to shine a light and found that she had come across a thread as thick as a hair— something that was impossible to detect if you didn’t pay attention to it.
Mei Ziqing was simply in too much of a hurry to catch up, so her neck hit it and it got caught up in her neck.
The thread was incredibly tough. Ning Shu was unable to pull it off with her hands, instead, it cut into her palm. Knives weren’t the only things that could kill.
It was quite unsettling. Someone she knew had suddenly died in front of her even though they were still laughing and talking just a moment ago. Ning Shu now understood the fear of the members of the club.
Mei Ziqing collapsed in a pool of blood. Ning Shu’s limbs were frozen and her brain was buzzing.
Who knows if she’ll be eliminated, but she should have the means to avoid the elimination.
Crunch. There was the sound of feet in the snow. Ning Shu raised her head to see a shadow rushing towards her…
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