—Are you a murderer?
—What a coincidence, you're a murderer too?
Jiu'er, upon hearing this, even froze for a moment.
Is this... a coincidence?
Or is it inevitable?
In that instant, her mind suddenly flashed with images—
"Herself" clinging to the window and peering inside, only to be chased away by someone.
"Herself" holding a knife, climbing through the window into a house.
The knife dripped with blood, bodies lay on the ground, "herself" holding a bag of heavy silver coins, revealing a triumphant smile.
A smile as fierce as a starving wolf.
—This "herself" was none other than the vagabond "Aimee"!
And the way she clung to the window was exactly the same as the pose she had drawn earlier!
Jiu'er fell silent for a while, then spoke in a low voice, "Actually, I am too..."
Hearing the expected reply from Jiu'er, the middle-aged man and the elder fell silent at once.
The three of them didn't know what to say for a moment.
