The gunshot startled the Organization Cadres watching from the shadows, and they instantly identified the cause of the noise.
The guests at the wedding banquet, on the other hand, were less sensitive to the sound. They exchanged puzzled looks.
"What was that?"
"Did something explode?"
"It sounded like it came from across the river!"
Everyone looked toward the opposite bank. Across the glittering river, several villas stood along the shore. Street lamps near the villas cast a warm glow.
Jiang Xia suddenly said, "That sounded like a gunshot."
"?!" A group of people suddenly remembered something. "Across the river... I remember the bride was resting over there!"
Some drove, some ran, and everyone hurried toward the other side.
They went around a stretch of road, crossed the bridge, then ran back some distance. At last, a cluster of wooden cabins came into view.
"My sister's room is here!" The bride's younger brother jumped out of the car and ran frantically toward one of the cabins.
Jiang Xia followed him, climbed the short steps at the entrance, and turned the doorknob.
With a creak, the door swung open, revealing the dim room beyond.
"Why are the lights off?"
Suzuki Sonoko muttered. Standing on tiptoe behind Jiang Xia, she peered inside, then suddenly fixed her gaze on the single bed in the room.
—The bed stood by the window, and light from the street lamp outside fell across it, illuminating the figure lying there.
A woman in a beautiful gown lay sprawled on it, a bloody hole in her chest and a large pool of blood beneath her. The bride was already dead, and her state of death was exactly the same as the Groom's.
What happened? Why was there a gunshot just now?
Chianti's messages began flooding the screen