After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

"What are you doing?" Qiu Yu's voice rang out in the darkness not far away.

Hearing Qiu Yu respond, Er Ya felt instantly at ease. Following the direction of her voice, she guessed that Qiu Yu was standing near the door and asked curiously, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing standing there?" She reached out to touch the bedside lamp, but because it was her first time staying at this hotel and she was unfamiliar with it, she couldn't find the switch after a long time.

I was sleepwalking.

"What? You sleepwalk?" Xiaoyue didn't say that Sister Qiu had a sleepwalking problem! That's terrifying in the middle of the night!

Er Ya could clearly feel that Qiu Yu's voice was much closer when she answered. After fumbling around for a while, she finally found the light switch on the wall. When she turned it on, the light was too bright and a bit dazzling. She subconsciously closed her eyes and opened them after her eyes adjusted. She saw that Qiu Yu was already standing by the bed looking at her.

"Did I scare you?" Although Qiu Yu was looking at Er Ya, she caught a glimpse of a man's hand under the bed out of the corner of her eye, and she kicked it in.

Er Ya: "...How come I didn't know you had this problem? I heard that sleepwalkers can't be woken up, so just now...are you alright?"

"I used to be a boxer," Qiu Yu explained, downplaying the seriousness of the situation. "When I dream about boxing, I get out of bed and sleepwalk. Just now, I probably walked to the door and bumped into the wall, which woke me up."

"So it was you who made that noise earlier. You scared me half to death." Er Ya saw Qiu Yu get into bed and turn off the light, thinking to herself that she shouldn't sleep with Qiu Yu anymore. She had heard a story before about a roommate who sleepwalked and cut off the heads of the other roommates with a kitchen knife. She was afraid that one day Qiu Yu would sleepwalk and use her head as a punching bag, and she would either die or become a vegetable.

Once Er Ya had fallen asleep again, Qiu Yu quietly got up, pulled the man out from under the bed, found a rope in her suitcase, tied his hands and feet, and then cut off his tongue!

The man woke up in excruciating pain, only to find himself bound hand and foot. The more he struggled, the tighter the ropes tightened, digging deep into his flesh.

Qiu Yu made a noose around his neck, stood up, and dragged him.

The man was dragged along, the noose tightening and tightening until he couldn't breathe, and he rolled around on the ground like a fish out of water.

Qiu Yu had already walked to the window, opened it, and threw the man out.

The man hung on the wall, his face turning bluish-purple as he struggled desperately, but the noise he made was completely drowned out by the sound of the wind and snow.

A long car was parked downstairs, its entire body covered with a thin layer of snow.

The car door opened, and a man wearing a mask and hood stepped out. The ground beneath his feet, once covered in snow, became filthy. He looked up at the man hanging on the hotel wall and gradually stopped struggling.

Standing at the window, Qiu Yu calculated the time, confirmed that the man had suffocated to death, leaned down to look, and slowly loosened the rope in her hand. The man's body gradually moved down, until only a short piece of rope remained in her hand, and the body was only half a floor above the ground.

As Qiu Yu loosened his grip, the body fell to the ground, the sound of which was not even as loud as the wind and snow.

The hooded man, carrying a body bag, walked forward step by step, deftly stuffed the body into the body bag, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and threw it into the trunk of his car.

Arno had just finished dealing with one body and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when two more bodies appeared hanging on the wall.

"……grass!"

The young lady has gone on a killing spree!

How did she know someone would launch a night raid? She specifically called him before going to bed to instruct him to wait downstairs. Perhaps it was just her guess, but making him wait for days and nights was something only a young lady like her would do.