Chapter 127
She turned to look at Qiu Shijin, but saw that this formerly bashful and innocent girl was now sporting an enigmatic smile. Then, Jian Yao knew, it had all been an act, from the first day they stepped into this small town.
Jian Yao suddenly jolted.
Wen Rong had unconsciously agreed . . . there was a masked killer no. 3.
He had always existed, and had even poked his nose into all their doings and whereabouts. Now, he was finally beginning to show himself, even if indistinctly.
Who on earth was he?
However, at this point, Jian Yao’s resolve was firm. She raised her gun and trained it on Qiu Shijin. “Where is he?”
Qiu Shijin was supremely indifferent. She chuckled and said, “Everything is going according to his plan. Jenny, you still have one last chance to prevent a disaster from occurring, to prevent my hometown from being destroyed. Do you know why Zhizi Zhou, the former city of Pu Luo, was abandoned many years ago?”
“Why?”
“Because . . .” Qiu Shijin lay there and raised her head, a vague smile on her face, “those so-called experts predicted that there would be a large-scale landslide in this area which would totally destroy the city. This was once the most brilliant pearl on the Jinsha River, but, due to these words, the newly built county seat was moved, and this place gradually became a ghost town. All the people left; the only ones remaining were the hundred or so people whose families had lived in this place for generations, and thus were unwilling to abandon it. I was also born here. But, the devastating landslide that was prophesied never came to pass, even after so many years. I met him three years ago, when he rescued me after I had carelessly fallen into the river . . .”