The body of Mrs. Tu, tightly strangled by a thick rope, swayed as Mr. Clown watched, and it seemed that even the swaying had gradually lightened a little.
Li Yuerong and the others covered their faces, too afraid to look directly. The faint sound of sobbing was trapped behind their hands, with occasional suppressed cries escaping through their fingers.
In Lin Zizhu's impression, Mrs. Tu was kind and gentle, even the most critical Li Yuerong had some fondness for her.
He couldn't even imagine that she would do something particularly outrageous.
But at the thought of Liu Jiaxiang, his originally furious mind suddenly sputtered.
After hesitating for a while, Lin Zizhu mustered the courage to ask Mr. Clown, "What did she do?"
"Oh, her..." Mr. Clown said with disdain, drawing out the words, "The old lady loved giving candy to children."
"And those children who ate the candy would become dumb, you know."
