Vera Wong's Unsolicited Advice For Murderers Novels & Stories

“I’m not leaving! Can’t you find the man’s family and give them money so they don’t sue us?? You can do that, right??” “Verona! What do you mean?! You’ve killed people! This is not a problem that can be easily solved with money!” “I didn’t kill him!!” Vero screamed. “I don’t know what happened! I was scared, but I didn’t kill him!” “In that case, would you prefer to undergo an examination at the police station, go through endless trials with the possibility that you could end up in prison?!” Mr. Winward’s voice rises, and that makes Vero’s anger subside quickly. Mr. Winward hardly ever gets angry with her, even though Vero often gets into trouble and makes things difficult for them.

Enraged, they hurled stones and dirty water at me. "Officer, execute him as soon as possible! We won't feel safe otherwise!" "Damn it–this kind of monster kills, dumps the body, cheats on his wife, and still tries to frame her? He deserves to die!" "He must be a psychopath–who else would murder someone and dump the body in broad daylight?" Suddenly, a thought struck me. I struggled again and shouted, "Officer–after all this, who exactly are you saying I killed?"

She grinned. Veronica was confused for a while but when the realization dawned on her, she gasped. “No! No, no, no! I can't do that, I can't kill her.” “Why?” “Because I'm not a murderer,” Veronica was already shaking, her heart drumming against her chest. “Please, do it yourself, you also want to get rid of her.” “If you don't do it,” Mrs Janice's gaze turned deadly, her eyes cold. “Then I'll kill her, and kill you too because you already know way too much about me than you should.” She sipped from the glass of water again. “Things that my own son doesn't even know.”

These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloomily, casting an eye on the mountains. The sub-inspector gave a stiff nod and carefully studied the inspector who seemed to be lost in contemplation. ‘From what I have seen, murders are of two types,’ said the inspector, the tips of his fingers coming together. ‘First are the unplanned ones, committed by people who were suffocated in some way by the acts of the would-be victims. When they see an opportunity, their fear is eclipsed by the pain they have suffered and they strike.’

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

he whispers to her. "Guys, how are you doing?" Alice voice interrupted their moment of comfort and they let go of each other. "Losing a loved one is not always easy. I've passed through this stage before when death took my only sister, it was such a terrible experience. She was also murdered by a serial killer, after the incident I couldn't help but become a CSI to terminate anyone who calls himself a serial killer. So don't worry, I'll get to the bottom of this, I promise you. I'll get that bastard and make him pay dearly for taking your friend away".

She enters the room and is met with 3 men tied up in chairs with mouth gags in. “Okay I am going to speak and you are all going to listen.” Veronica demands. They all nod. “I am giving you an opportunity to live, if you so choose to take it. You have to provide info. Are you willing to provide the info?” They all look at each other and shake their heads. Veronica laughs and says “Good. I’m really glad because I’ve been really bored.” She nods to Hector who pulls out a filet knife. She slit the throats of Johnny and Alexander. Then she cuts the gag off of Nicolas.

Lilith handed them a photo and introduced, "Her name is Veronica, and she lived in Darlin, here in the United States, and was murdered in a homicide case ten years ago, and the killer gruesomely dismembered her body, but they never found the body, and what you need to do is to find the killer or desecrate her body. I've also compiled all the information I could find about her, so you can take a look now." Lilith then opened her laptop to show the information about Veronica. Liana and Edward thought Veronica would have a complicated background, but to their surprise, she was a simple and ordinary woman, and the only noteworthy thing was that she was raped and gave birth to a child. However, h

Steve yelled, refusing to believe what his best friend was saying. “I knew it.” Councillor Seth muttered to himself. “Megan, you know that's not true. Please tell them the truth. We both know that's not what really happened. It was an accident. I told you the brakes weren't working anymore. We both saw it. Why would I try to kill you when you've done nothing to—” Veronica pleaded, weeping profusely.

Then, I continued to talk. “The story is all about two young women who accidentally killed their teacher because he tried to abuse them. They erased all the evidence that will connect them to their crime, and they buried the corpse of their teacher underneath their school garden. Mantus Taylor wrote ten rules to be a murderer in the prologue of the novel.” I said to them, “Rule number one; accuse someone of the crime you did, rule number two; be a liar, rule number three; be smart, rule number four; choose an appropriate weapon, and rule number five; create a strong alibi. Those are the primary rules to be a better murderer,” I explained.