Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"I still have something to do, so I have to leave first." Chu Yao stood up and walked towards the door.

Fang Yutang did not stop her this time, but just asked, "If you need help, you can come to me at any time."

He still had to sort out the documents at hand. He was so excited right now that he might have to work all night tonight.

"By the way, wait a moment." Fang Yutang stopped Chu Yao.

Granny Hua’s commission put forward two requirements, and the rewards were calculated separately. As long as you complete one of them, you will get money.

The information Chu Yao provided him was undoubtedly crucial. After thinking about it, he felt that she should have a share of the reward.

"Take these, and after I finish looking for Granny Hua, I will give you half." Fang Yutang handed a bank card to Chu Yao.

As a private detective, he has countless bank cards to ensure that he can withdraw money anytime and anywhere.

The one he gave to Chu Yao was the one with the largest balance, which was about a quarter of the travel expenses that Granny Hua gave him.

He did not convert all of those gold bars into cash, but kept most of them at home.

Chu Yao didn't refuse. Who knows how many more days she would have to stay here. She didn't want it if she had money. She was not a fool.

She walked along the stairs to the first floor. The front desk receptionist in the lobby was still the same one she had seen.

But Chu Yao could see the strong aura of death on her face, as if she was announcing that she only had one day left to live.

If she died tomorrow, who would they see?

Chu Yao frowned. This place was close to the dragon vein, and all her abilities were restricted.

Perhaps, they were not alive when they first met the front desk.

The front desk was hurriedly recording something. Chu Yao walked up and asked, "Hello, can you lend me a pen? I'll return it to you later."

"Of course." The receptionist smiled and handed her the signature pen in his hand.

It's the peak tourist season now, and there are many people living in the inn. The front desk can't remember if she has ever seen the girl in front of her.

After Chu Yao took the pen, he pretended to walk upstairs, but in fact he used the backtracking ability on the pen in his hand.

A picture appeared in front of her, this time it was the first-person perspective of the front desk. She should be on the night shift today, and she had been working diligently until dawn.

Chu Yao skipped her break from get off work, and in the afternoon of the next day, the front desk returned to her work station again.

At eleven o'clock at night, a tall woman wearing a tight skirt came to the front desk.

She drank a lot, and the smell of alcohol hit her face.

Her Chinese is not very good, so she can only use mobile phone software to translate it and then hand it to the front desk.

"Do you have any other services here?"

The front desk politely shook his head and replied in English: "Sorry, we only provide ordinary hotel services here."

The woman typed a long string of words on the phone again. The manicure on the woman's hands was European and American style. They were very long and made a crackling sound when they were poked on the screen.

"Yesterday, I saw the man opposite me bringing an underage girl into the house. What was that?"

Chu Yao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he and Fang Yutang would misunderstand Samuel when they just met.

"They may be relatives or friends, but we don't know about it."

Samuel was a little restless. He threw his cell phone into his bag and raised his fingers at the front desk.

He spoke English and spoke very quickly.

The receptionist almost didn't understand what he meant. He only knew that something seemed to be broken in her room and asked the receptionist to go and take a look in her room.

She didn't know yet that her "yes" would bring her death.

As soon as she entered the room, she suddenly felt a dull pain in the back of her head, and then her body fell limply to the ground.

The receptionist did not lose consciousness, but Samuel's position was so coincidental that she completely lost her ability to move, but she could still stay conscious.

Samuel dragged her into the bathtub, then went out and brought back a bunch of stuff, and taped her mouth tightly.

Each one was stained with blood and had a terrifying shape, resembling some kind of torture instrument.

Chu Yao couldn't bear to watch anymore. She closed her eyes, but the sound of Samuel committing atrocities and swearing could still be heard in her ears.

However, she heard two key messages in Samuel's words.

Samuel's second sister also died a few years ago, around the same time as his parents.

After he stayed at his aunt's house, he rarely had contact with his native family, but he knew about the death of his parents and sister.

He knew full well that the death of his parents and second sister was not an accident, but revenge from his eldest sister Meyer.

Therefore, he changed his name and even had sex reassignment surgery.

Everything he did was useful. Judging from the time between the deaths of his parents' second sister, it was impossible for Samuel to survive until now.

The puppet was also regarded as an ominous thing by him. He wanted to throw it away several times, but it would eventually return to his hands.

Fortunately, he sold the puppet at auction and never saw the puppet again.

But just because the puppet is not in his hands, it doesn't mean Meyer let him go.

From an unknown day, he was always surrounded by a swarm of flies. He thought he smelled bad, but even if he took a shower three times a day, it would not get better.

Until he suddenly discovered that those flies were not flying from the outside, but coming out of his skin.

He looked at himself in the mirror. Starting from the roots of his thighs, the abscesses gradually extended upwards, so that his entire back became pitted.

Samuel went to see a doctor, and the doctor told him an incredible fact—the abscesses were not ordinary skin diseases, but plaques that grew on corpses and festered in high-temperature environments.

This disease is rare in the world. Samuel knew that he was not sick, but a curse from his sister.

As the saying goes, if you don’t do bad things, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

The second piece of information Samuel revealed was that Meyer's autism was not congenital, nor was he mentally retarded.

It was due to the long-term abuse and cold violence from her adoptive parents that her mental illness rapidly worsened.

So much so that she couldn't even leave her bed because whenever she got out of bed, her adoptive parents would make things difficult for her from all over the place.

During meals, they would use her fussy eating as an excuse to make her stand outside the house and pour cold water on her body.

After she started school, any mistakes in her homework would be grounds for punishment, even using an eraser would be punished.

If the adoptive parents encounter something unsatisfactory at work, Meyer will also become their best victim.

After all, her autism was so severe that she couldn't speak.

She couldn't cry, couldn't scream, had no friends, and was bullied without anyone noticing.

When Samuel was still young, he had seen his eldest sister's palms being pumped with blood many times. However, he did not feel sympathy. Instead, he developed a perverted mentality - the weak should be born to endure the consequences of the strong. of violence.

When he grew up, he also became one of Meyer's murderers.

By the time Meyer's adoptive parents began to regret their decision, it was already too late.

Although they did not want their adopted daughter to die in their own home and bring a bad reputation to them, they were also unwilling to pay huge medical bills to treat her.

They locked her in a room and left her to fend for themselves to assuage their inner guilt.

But how is that not another kind of murder?