Chapter 222. Farewell to Spirits
The three figures hung from the rafters, their hands limp, bodies swaying ever so slightly in the still air.
Shadows played across their faces, casting a chilling contrast between life and the eerie silence of death.
Tyler’s gaze was drawn to their lifeless eyes, staring blankly ahead, frozen in a final, haunting expression. Darkened patches marked their skin—evidence of how long they’d been gone.
"They’re... dead?" Tyler murmured, a chill settling over him. He recalled his recent encounter with Moeko, her voice, her presence unmistakable.
But if they were gone... how had he seen her?
He took a step back, unable to shake the sense that something was terribly wrong.
"Who is it?" Tyler took a deep breath.
The family of three committed suicide for no reason. This was very strange. Everyone wanted to live. If nothing happened, who would commit suicide? It means something happened and made them commit suicide.
Tyler pondered as he stood on the spot.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps interrupted Tyler’s train of thought. He slipped out of the house just in time, blending into the shadows of the street. He then climbed on the rooftop.
A large group of people rushed in from the alley, wearing the officer uniform. The town is managed by chief. These people are probably officers under the chief. Beside them was Veronica, her elegant form unmistakable even under the white veil covering her face. Yet Moeko, who had been with her earlier, was nowhere to be seen.