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Staring into their fury, I began to speak slowly.

"Scared? I just want to play a game with you."

"Game?" Chen Nuo, enraged, tried to push me, but I easily dodged.

Seeing the smile on my face, her anger surged even more, lowering her voice, she said viciously, "Don't be afraid to know, it's us who killed your sister!"

"That day, I asked your sister for money, and she actually said she had none, even dared to talk back."

"So, I dragged her to the abandoned factory, forced paint and pepper water down her throat, and even took nude photos."

"Later, I threatened her, saying if she didn't give us money, we'd go to her family. Upon hearing we intended to visit her home, she panicked and tried to bite my hand."

"I just pushed her away. Who knew a gentle push would make her hit the wall, her head was pierced by a nail, and she died just like that."

"At the time, I didn't know why she got so agitated when I mentioned going to her home. Now I know, she was afraid we'd find you, right?"

"But now, since you've come to us of your own volition, I don't mind sending you to join your sister."

She cruelly described the scene before my sister died.

I suppressed the urge to kill and told them, "You want me to meet my sister? Fine, I'll give you a chance tonight. I'll be waiting for you at the abandoned factory outside the city, let's see if you dare come."

Hearing my words, Chen Nuo and the others' faces turned alternately pale and flushed. All these years, no one ever dared to threaten them in such a tone.

They gritted their teeth, "Fine, since you're courting death, we'll fulfill your wish!"

...

At night, just as darkness fell, Chen Nuo and four others angrily arrived at the abandoned factory.

But they didn't see my figure.

Only a large curtain, under the effect of a projector, looped through photo after photo.

The nail that led to my sister's death, the broken necklace, the bloodstains on the ground that couldn't be wiped clean, and the photos of my sister's body after her death.

These are like hooks demanding life.

Seeing these photos, they finally felt something was amiss.

"Shen Ziru, come out! What's the point of playing ghost tricks?" Chen Nuo looked up, cursing loudly around her.

With her cursing, a "pop" sound, and countless lights turned on.

The pitch-black factory instantly brightened as if it were daylight, glaring at Chen Nuo and others.

The next moment, I walked in slowly from behind the door, picked up a welder, and calmly welded the door shut.

Then, giving them a meaningful smile, I said:

"Welcome to my playground!"

But behind me was a cart filled with chainsaws, branding irons, acid, steel wires, and other instruments...