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Chapter 1682: Was Her IQ Too Low? · Oct 07, 2026

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1651 Chapter 1651: Yang Yuhui Had Been Robbed 2026-10-07
1652 Chapter 1652: Had a Small Stroke 2026-10-07
1653 Chapter 1653: Unwilling to Break Up With Yang Yuhui 2026-10-07
1654 Chapter 1654: Could She Take Some? 2026-10-07
1655 Chapter 1655: More Than Happy to Meticulously Care for Yang Yuhui 2026-10-07
1656 Chapter 1656: We’re Being Followed 2026-10-07
1657 Chapter 1657: Why Did He Always Feel so Helpless? 2026-10-07
1658 Chapter 1658: Was He Really Fine After All? 2026-10-07
1659 Chapter 1659: Had Become Used to Relying on the System 2026-10-07
1660 Chapter 1660: I Know a Daoist Priest 2026-10-07
1661 ?Chapter 1661: My Taoism Skills Are Too Shallow 2026-10-07
1662 Chapter 1662: Wealth Is a Mere Worldly Possession 2026-10-07
1663 Chapter 1663: Swindled Away His Money 2026-10-07
1664 Chapter 1664: Being in Love Was a Feeling 2026-10-07
1665 Chapter 1665: It’s so Fragrant 2026-10-07
1666 Chapter 1666: One Foot Already in the Grave 2026-10-07
1667 Chapter 1667: Could Still Achieve Success 2026-10-07
1668 Chapter 1668: Why Isn’t It Mine? 2026-10-07
1669 Chapter 1669: Task Results 2026-10-07
1670 Chapter 1670: Women Were Petty 2026-10-07
1671 ?Chapter 1671: Unprecedentedly Magnificent Wedding 2026-10-07
1672 Chapter 1672: Didn’t Want Her Happiness to Dissipate 2026-10-07
1673 Chapter 1673: Had Once Been so Beautiful 2026-10-07
1674 Chapter 1674: Seriously Quite the Ride 2026-10-07
1675 Chapter 1675: An Advanced Plane Task 2026-10-07
1676 Chapter 1676: Nice Number 2026-10-07
1677 Chapter 1677: Just Worry About Yourself 2026-10-07
1678 Chapter 1678: Infinite Loop of Death Games 2026-10-07
1679 Chapter 1679: Pan Chen 2026-10-07
1680 Chapter 1680: Wait Until I Dissect It 2026-10-07
1681 Chapter 1681: Everyone Was a Suspect 2026-10-07
1682 Chapter 1682: Was Her IQ Too Low? 2026-10-07
1683 Chapter 1683: Dead in the Latrine 2026-10-07
1684 Chapter 1684: Carried in the Smell of Feces 2026-10-07
1685 Chapter 1685: Are You Afraid Of Me? 2026-10-07
1686 Chapter 1686: The Biggest Suspect Was Dead 2026-10-07
1687 Chapter 1687: Constructing a World? 2026-10-07
1688 Chapter 1688: Yellow Rosewood 2026-10-07
1689 Chapter 1689: Dear Uncle, Help!! 2026-10-07
1690 Chapter 1690: I Can’t See, I Can’t Feel 2026-10-07
1691 Chapter 1691: The Strong Ruled 2026-10-07
1692 Chapter 1692: My Handsome and Beautiful True Appearance! 2026-10-07
1693 Chapter 1693: Someone Must Have Cleaned It Up 2026-10-07
1694 Chapter 1694: Where Were These Two? 2026-10-07
1695 Chapter 1695: I Didn’t Kill Them. I Didn’t Kill Them… 2026-10-07
1696 Chapter 1696: Every One of You Carries Evil 2026-10-07
1697 Chapter 1697: Contribute More Money to Her Wedding Gift 2026-10-07
1698 Chapter 1698: You’re Not Dead 2026-10-07
1699 Chapter 1699: Wasn’t a Qualified Autopsy Technician 2026-10-07
1700 Chapter 1700: Why Did You Run Into the Pigsty? 2026-10-07

Chapter 1682: Was Her IQ Too Low?

No more news arrived regarding her parents. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

As for the grandmother’s husband, he passed away a long time ago.

Therefore, the grandmother and granddaughter depended only on each other.

The reason Fan Junyang chose this place was that it was the only two-story house in the neighborhood. It was large enough to accommodate thirty-two club members.

Though it was a two-story house, it was dilapidated.

“Throw the body out,” the uncle said bluntly.

Ning Shu really couldn’t bear to look at the corpse that had all its organs exposed. She reached out to drag the corpse when Mei Ziqing volunteered, “I’ll help you.”

Stepping deep into the snow, they carried the body to the foot of the compound wall.

Ning Shu stuffed snow into the corpse’s abdominal cavity before covering the corpse with snow, thus slowing down the decomposition of the corpse.

As Mei Ziqing helped pile snow onto the corpse, she asked Ning Shu, “Who do you think will be next?”

“Who knows?” Ning Shu had no idea why the culprit commited the murders or what methods they were using.

The motive for the murder was unknown, the method they used was unknown, and everyone was a suspect.

Ning Shu used the snow to wipe the blood off her hands and suddenly asked Mei Ziqing, “You said you’re psychic. Did you see the soul of the victim?”

Mei Ziqing shook her head. “No, I didn’t feel anything.”

Everyone has a soul. Did the soul of the victim dissipate so quickly?

Ning Shu was muddled. Was her IQ too low?

The snowfall was getting heavier and before long, Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing were covered in snowflakes.

Mei Ziqing pulled Ning Shu back into the living room where several people were sitting around a table.

All of them were task-takers and they were currently discussing the situation.

Each person was coming up with an idea to slowly sort things out.

“Ouch! I’ve got a mouth ulcer.” A boy covered his mouth.

The boy turned his gaze to Ning Shu’s face and said, “I heard that a girl’s saliva could cure mouth ulcers.”

Ning Shu shook her head. “That has no scientific basis.”

Why would he talk about such trivial things when they were in such a serious situation?

Lu Shanshan was clearly prettier, so why didn’t he ask Lu Shanshan for spit and instead asked her for it? Could it be that this body was pretty too?

Based on those sloppy mannerisms of his, it was obvious that this was the same 795 who previously spoke out against the expert task-taker and called her an expert whore.

“Share your saliva with me, won’t you? It hurts so much when I touch the sore with my tongue,” 795 told Ning Shu.

Ning Shu was getting annoyed. She hacked up a mouthful of phlegm from her throat onto the table. “There, lick it.”

795: …

Everyone: …

The uncle looked at Ning Shu with a stern murderous aura. “Wipe it off.”

Ning Shu: …

Ning Shu grabbed some straw paper to wipe off the spit and 795 stopped asking her for her saliva.

Zhang Jiasen silently looked at Ning Shu with a deep, unreadable look in his eyes.

“Ah!”

“Someone’s dead!”

Editor: Sam

Translator: Kaho

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