Chapter 3
Chapter 3
The man opened it, clearly confused.
Almost instantly, his face turned deathly pale. I had never seen someone’s expression change so quickly. Panic-stricken, he stumbled into several people as he fled in a frantic rush.
Baffled, I picked up the brocade pouch.
Inside was a long list of names: Zhang Li, Xu Amei, Deng Huifang… My heart hammered against my ribs. Two of those names belonged to people I knew.
Were these not the names of the girls from the village who had been raped and murdered recently?
They had vanished in the reed fields on their way home from evening study sessions, only to resurface in the river ditches a few days later, stripped naked.
When I reached the end of the list, I froze in place, a wave of terror washing over my entire body.
Because at the very bottom of that list was my name:
Jiang Shanshan.