Murder At Shijinso Novels & Stories

Making all the things inside in disarray. "What is happening...Ji..han..." Exchange glances, Hajin said and looked at his twin brother to see his slitted head slowly fall off his neck. Jihan witnessed how Hajins' head fell on the floor making the place bloody and in gruesome sight. "Hajin..." Their heads were cut off from their torso and faced one another on the floor stunned written on their paled visage. The twins saw a pair of feet standing in front of them and elongated sharp nails filled with blood dripping next to them. Hajin and Jihan glanced up to see the young Mort throw them a cold, hard stare whose eyes glow in red and whose pupils were vertical slits like a cat's concealed with m

Almost everyone looked sad, or they were very good at pretending. ‘I’m terribly sorry for your loss. A very elegant lady Miss Arora,’ said the inspector solemnly, nodding and reflecting on a previous meeting with Esha. ‘This is a case of murder. The room seems to be untouched ... Nothing is missing ... The victim was found wearing a camisole and a black trouser. She has a severe bruise on her head. It is murder, alright. Ah! A terrible affair. Everything points to the fact that the murderer got away, at least for the time being. I gather that she was last seen at 4.30 by the housemaid?’ ‘Yes,’ Jyoti croaked from the corner. ‘I see ...’

“I guess? My name is Taoyama Naruki. “ I do not know if he considers me his friend, but it felt awkward to say I was just a regular client with nothing better to do than coming to this place every week. “It doesn’t matter either way. You are the first person to come look for him so I might as well tell you.” The woman closed the door of the restaurant and stood in front of me with a serious expression. “Shinji and his wife died on Sunday. They were coming back from a trip and a drunk driver took them out of the road. The police found their car yesterday morning.” The woman voice lacked all emotion. She reported the facts as if she was a news anchor talking about a complete stranger.

As happy as he has been in far too long a time. But that happiness does not last once he steps into his living room. Because once again the police are there. Only this time, they are not looking as friendly as they had mere hours before. This time, there is a judgement in their eyes that is aimed solely at Owen. “There has been another murder.” “What?” “We found the body of a young woman out back, past your work shop. In a large, inclosed well house.” The sheriff tells him. “She was raped, beaten and shot through the forehead. Then dumped into the well.”

Shi Jin didn't even scream before his body was torn limb from limb by five reincarnation lines. This horrific scene scared everyone, who then showed a frightened look. And their eyes nearly popped out of their heads. The key was that Shi Jin's death was so tragic. His legs, hands and neck were not cut off, but torn off. They even clearly heard the sound of skin being torn just now. It was too creepy. "You..." Liu Zizai's lungs were even quivering and the corner of his eyes twitched... again... and again, as if it was dancing.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

“Did she die? Or did she run?” Something flashed in his expression—pain, regret and rage. “She was murdered.” Jian replied. The car screeched to a halt in front of the penthouse. Jian stepped out without another word, leaving her shaken in the backseat. Murdered. Was that what Jaesuk had meant when he said "survive"? That this world wasn’t just cutthroat—but lethal? Chaewon thought to herself. And why hadn’t Jian told her? The penthouse was dim when she entered, the city lights casting shadows across the floor. Jian stood by the window, drink in hand.

The screen was lit, a news alert taking up most of it. 'Wife killed in suburban murder case. Husband stabbed her to death after she refused intimacy during pregnancy.' The bedroom door opened with a click. Julian stepped in, wearing that same smile I was tired of seeing. "Honey, I want you tonight."

Her fingers trembled slightly as she swept a cold, mocking gaze over the crowd. "The Memory Decryptor is new, so some data corruption is to be expected. Maybe Wendy altered the memories in her final moments in a bid to drag Roland down with her. After all, she was even capable of killing her own in-laws." Another of Roland's subordinates rushed in, face pale. "Chief Turner! There's been another murder in the south district. The victim was gouged of flesh and had their bones severed. The method is identical to the previous cases." Roland staggered to his feet. When he saw me sitting lifeless in the chair, his entire body shook.

Got the opening, Su Zhin snatches a gun from the soldier and run to the both of them which is at the edge of the ships. Point her gun, she ready to take her life. ... Richard's eyes caught a glimpse of a woman dashing to his wife's standing point. Immediately, he took out his gun and Bang! Su Zhin stops her pace, her hand trembles when she pulls the trigger earlier. She was sure she had shot her, but why she was the one who felt a great pain in her chest. Bang! Thud! Her gun fell on the floor, followed with her dead body. "No!!!!!" Rong Yue screams after seeing Su Zhin lay on the floor with a pool of blood, lifeless.