After realizing that the "Memory Egg" might hold even more secrets, Poushi Qinglan suddenly remembered something amid her delight.
She secretly glanced at Jiang Xia, her fingertips tapping irritably against her leg.
Poushi Qinglan: "..." The light here wasn't very bright, and the marks on the Magic Mirror were extremely well-hidden. Yet Jiang Xia, a modern high school student who wasn't even that old, had immediately pointed out that it might be a "Magic Mirror"...
Once suspicion took root, it was often hard to uproot.
After what had happened last night, although she had no evidence at all, Poushi Qinglan still found something off about Jiang Xia no matter how she thought about it. A guess suddenly sprang into her mind: Could this person be some Wandering Soul that had come into contact with the "Magic Mirror" in modern times?
The moment the thought surfaced, Poushi Qinglan clenched her fist, her fingernails digging into her flesh as she used the pain to calm herself down.
—Rationally speaking, Jiang Xia was a high school detective. And for detectives to know a bit about all sorts of miscellaneous knowledge was actually perfectly normal. There was nothing to suspect.
Poushi Qinglan forced herself to think about happier things:
Now that she had boarded the Suzuki Family's ship as well, it meant she would be sharing the same space as Jiang Xia for quite a long time.
And this yacht was so spacious, while there were so few passengers aboard. Finding an opportunity to avoid prying eyes, kill him, and dump the body would not be difficult at all.
After succeeding, she could take advantage of the chaos and sink him into the river. The boat was moving at a fair speed; by the time anyone noticed Jiang Xia was missing, they would probably