Two women's corpses hung upside down outside Stone House No. 18, one on either side of the entrance.
Neither had a Wristband. They were both newcomers.
Their faces pointed toward the stone house, their long hair trailing on the ground. The patches of blood had already dried, and ropes bound their ankles together, suspending them upside down.
Zhong Zixian shuddered.
"Those... those are the ropes the neighbors were holding."
"When I first saw this scene this morning..." Cheng Cheng gestured, as though he had something important to say.
"What did you notice?"
Jin Bi stood beside him. Even with lipstick on, she still looked pale. Who knew what she had gotten up to last night with that lunatic Cheng Cheng?
"I noticed," Cheng Cheng said, "that they look like the two bells hanging outside that old man's door."
Jin Bi gave him a perfunctory smile, wondering how on earth this man had survived so many instances.
And last night, he had insisted on dragging her out in the middle of the night to passionately recite his impromptu "Ode to the Tabby Cat"-even a miner digging for ten years couldn't unearth a nutcase this pure!-leaving her exhausted all morning.
But for the sake of her rapidly rising popularity, she endured it...
Cheng Cheng poked Lu Mi. "What do you think, darling Lu Mi?"
More and more people gathered, murmuring among themselves, but no one dared approach to inspect the bodies.
"There aren't any numbers above their heads..."
"Did they not interact with their neighbors, or did the numbers disappear when they died?"
Looking alone wouldn't reveal much.
Lu Mi silently put on his gloves, walked forward, and gently nudged the ropes amid gasps from the crowd.
The two women hanging upside down slowly turned with his movements until they faced everyone.