The hallmark of this case is—the killer turns the victims into straw men.
But not by tying straw onto their bodies.
Instead, they thread straw through the victims' flesh, making it look as if the straw is growing out from their bodies.
Just thinking about that scene makes my scalp tingle.
To kill someone and then perform some sort of performance art.
I really don't understand how these people think.
Isn't it a waste of time?
With that time, they could've killed several more.
[…] The King's Account was somewhat speechless, [Miss, do you know what you resemble right now?]
A noble and aloof queen?
[…] Miss has a deep misunderstanding of herself. I need to assist her in correctly understanding herself; it's my duty as the System, one that shan't be shirked. [Miss, right now, you're like a pervert, and not just any pervert but the super perverted kind!]
Chuzheng: "..."
You're the pervert!
Your whole family are perverts!
You rotten thing!
