After it repeated three times, the mechanical voice suddenly shifted, and the voice of the mysterious person took on a sly and ghastly tone, "Hee-hee-hee! The true victim has been murdered, welcome to the massacre mode! Indulge in the endless slaughter, you ants, hee-hee-hee!"
He Jinxia's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, Lin Qingzhu was struggling desperately to break free from Wang Tao's restraint!
Her mind seemed to work faster than at any other moment, and He Jinxia seized the opportunity to press the button on Lin Qingzhu's shoulder during a brief opening.
Red goo burst out at that moment, heralding Lin Qingzhu's death.
Ten seconds later, the earpieces of everyone rang out once more with a mechanical monotone:
"Warning! The murderer is dead! Warning! The murderer is dead! Warning! The murderer is dead!"
This time, there was no interjection from the mysterious person; instead, the machine relayed the following rules in its flat tone:
