Meng Hui stood behind the door against the wall and waited for ten seconds.

There was no sound from below, so she leaned out her thoughts and seeped into the floor to look downstairs.

The first thing I saw was Grady, who was lying in a pool of blood and convulsing, who had been shot in the right chest and was covering the wound with all his might, trying to stop the bleeding.

The mind stretched out to the door again, and the thin and short Jia Heping sat on the ground against the main door, holding a gun in his right hand, covering the middle of his abdomen with his left hand, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, the situation was obviously much worse than Grady.

Meng Hui closed her eyes, and two contradictory feelings of lightness and heaviness appeared on her body at the same time, but she knew that this was a normal phenomenon, which meant that she had not completely become a ruthless and senseless immortal, and still had a "human" side.

I don't know why, but she feels that this ray of humanity is important.

Even in the underworld, in the seemingly indifferent Hades, in the kind and enthusiastic Bai Yu, and in the indifferent appearance of Heimo, she can feel a ray of humanity.

Meng Hui let the heaviness fill her body and mind, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, walked step by step through the bloodstained and dried corridor, walked down the stairs and bypassed the place where Bao Lu died, and came to Grady's side.

“Hey...... Sha ...... I won......" Grady tried to pull out a relaxed smile, but he looked extremely weak, his voice not as energetic as before, almost swallowed up by the sound of the waves outside.

"Yes, you won." Meng Hui turned his head to look at the door, Jia Heping's eyes widened, staring at where she and Grady were, and his chest no longer heaved.

His expression was extremely distorted, full of resentment, doubt, and reluctance, as if he couldn't figure out why they were still alive.

Grady's breathing was a little short, and the hand that was pressing against his chest gradually lost its strength and slid from his right chest to the ground. "We ...... All...... Won...... We don't have ...... Follow her ...... Devise...... Sequence ......"

Meng Hui wanted to tell him that Jia Ruyi didn't care so much about the order, she only cared about everyone dying. However, seeing the joyful expression on Grady's face, he finally didn't open his mouth to spoil his childish pride.

"You don't want to ...... Destroy the evidence...... All right? ”

"I'm sorry Grady, I have a reason why I have to destroy the evidence."

Meng Hui saw the loss in his eyes, but still didn't change his mind. This is her mission in this world, and as long as it is not such a thing as murder and arson, no matter how reluctant she is, she will do it.

"Everything that has happened on this island in the past few days, everything you have done, and everything you have done, will disappear into the world along with this evidence. Do you really think that people outside know the truth about your murder and will get justice for you? ”

When you understand what these people have done, this murder will most likely be hyped up as some kind of righteous act, and maybe it will also make the Jia family father and daughter heroes. Meng Hui didn't want to see this happen.

Moreover, Meng Hui has always had the habit of helping the original owner, which can be regarded as an apology for forcibly occupying other people's bodies.

This time, she couldn't pull Du Shasha back from the abyss of death, the only thing she could do was to make Du Shasha's actions disappear with death, leaving only a mystery to the world, not a bunch of infamy.

As for what other people did, those unbelievable cruel acts, from a selfish point of view, Meng Hui really wanted to expose them. However, with the task on her body, she really didn't need to delay the reincarnation of the ghost because of her personal emotions.

Since Jia Ruyi is in front of her, she has to do her job well and send her soul on the road. Regardless of whether people are insidious and hypocritical, everything will disappear when people die, and Meng Hui is too lazy to worry about a soul again.

She had been sitting next to Grady, and suddenly she heard a staccato tune out of his nose, and she couldn't make out what it was, only sad and good.

"It's ...... My mom sings to ...... Lullaby ......" Grady's face showed a blank look that had never been seen before, and his eyes were full of panic, "I...... Doing something wrong...... Is it so? ”

Meng Hui didn't answer, because Grady had already stopped breathing with his eyes wide.

The lullaby that Grady's mother once hummed, perhaps at the last moment, awakened the conscience buried deep in his soul.

Meng Hui saw that his wide-eyed eyes were filled with tears, dripping down his temples from both sides to the ground.

Meng remembered what he had said before, stretched out his hand and rolled his eyes down, and dragged his left foot with one hand with a trace of soul power, intending to bury him next to those people according to his wishes.

Meng Hui picked up the gun in his hand and stuck it in his waist, looked at Jia Heping at the main entrance, took back the gun in his hand with his mind, and reluctantly dragged his feet out of the wooden house.

Du Shasha's body was obviously failing, and as soon as Meng Hui walked out of the wooden house, he felt dizzy, his vision blurred, and his heartbeat was fast and slow.

She didn't dare to use the strength of this body anymore, so she could only rely on her mind to tie the bodies of the two and drag them forward, and soon dug two new pits on the edge of several small graves on the beach, and buried Grady and Jia Heping in them.

"This task is really heavy, I hope it won't happen again in the future!"

Meng Hui shook her head, dragged her tired feet back, and when she arrived at the door of the wooden house, she felt dizzy in her head, and sat down to rest for a while before recovering.

She felt that in the darkness deep in her body, Du Shasha's soul exuded a wave of fear and despair, as if she knew that her life was short, and she could no longer be as indifferent as she was in the face of other people's life and death.

Meng Hui ignored it, and suppressed Du Shasha's emotions with his thoughts.

He went into the kitchen and dragged the rest of the mineral water out and dumped it, threw the bucket into the dead woods, and burned the belongings of the seven people, the food in the refrigerator, and the diary with all the evidence written on it.

I went back to the wooden house, wiped all the screwdrivers and other items in the toolbox, wiped the fingerprints on the two guns, and took them to the beach with the toolbox and sank.

As a result, even if someone finds tools and guns, it will be difficult to figure out what is really going on on the island.

Meng Hui believes that Jia Heping, who has been a JC all his life, must have dealt with the outside evidence, and if nothing else, this case will always be a mystery, a mystery that the world of this mission will talk about.

"I'm so tired...... Meng Hui has never really experienced death, she herself dies too quickly, and her soul is different from others, so it's no different from living.

As Du Shasha's life passed, she finally felt death indirectly.

Meng Hui dragged his feet, insisted on walking to the place where everyone except Lan Dong was buried, dug a pit for Du Shasha, and covered it with gravel with his mind.

The soul was disconnected from this world, and she quickly sensed the existence of the underworld, and her mind drilled back.