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Alex and Claire looked at each other.

Both simultaneously thought of that mysterious Mortician from not long ago.

Alex: "Death?"

Claire: "Death's Design!"

Seeing that the others were confused, Claire and Alex took turns explaining the details of their recent meeting one by one.

Chapter 176: Murder by Rule and Probability

That night.

Su Ming and Pipi Xi sat leisurely on a roadside bench.

Several hundred meters away.

Ms. Lewton's house was brightly lit.

Not far from the two of them, Claire, Alex, and their group were pacing back and forth anxiously.

The whole situation started with a conversation during the day.

Perhaps she was unwilling to believe it, or didn't dare to believe it, for whatever reason.

Ms. Lewton had stumbled away alone, and before leaving, she had stubbornly stated that she absolutely did not believe Su Ming's nonsense.

This was only because Su Ming had bluntly stated that the next person being targeted was her!

And so.

That led to the scene before them.

After whispering with the other companions for a while.

Alex took a few steps closer and asked with a bit of hesitation:

"Mr. Omar, Death... I mean, Ms. Lewton tonight... uh, she should be fine, right?"

Su Ming's gaze was hollow, a deep blue radiance shining in the depths of his eyes.

Hearing this.

He replied without turning his head:

"Hard to say, but one thing is certain."

"What is it?"

"The Rules are intertwining. Through probability, It is guiding Ms. Lewton toward her Destined Death!"

With her Eye of Insight fully active, Pipi Xi couldn't help but suggest after failing to see anything substantial:

"Why don't you project what you're seeing so we can take a look."

Because she was too lazy to interact with these mortals, Pipi Xi's figure had never manifested in the eyes of outsiders.

Therefore.

When Ms. Lewton's house was revealed via a virtual projection.

It truly gave Alex a fright.

The other companions also noticed this anomaly.

They all turned their gazes toward it.

In the next instant, everyone was terrified by the densely interwoven dashed lines within the 3D house projection.

Those illusory lines crisscrossed, filling every inch of space.

In a daze, those illusory lines gave off a strange feeling of having nowhere to dodge or hide. As a group of people who had survived Death's Designs until now, their feelings were even more direct... looking at those lines, it was as if they had already become butterflies on a spiderweb.

That feeling of being trapped and unable to escape once made everyone feel suffocated.

At a certain moment.

Su Ming's eyes lit up:

"It's coming!"

Pipi Xi excitedly collected data, while Alex and his companions looked on with stiff faces and ragged breathing at what was about to happen.

Ms. Lewton's phantom picked up a teapot and poured water into a mug.

Unsure of what happened, Ms. Lewton then agitatedly splashed the water out of the mug.

A moment later, ice cubes fell into the mug one after another.

Then came a bottle of chilled whiskey.

In the next instant, the mug was highlighted in red and magnified, and an illusory line of causality silently twisted.

Crack!—

A tiny crack began to spread across the mug.

The whiskey liquid seeped out.

"Fuck!"

"Holy shit!"

"Amazing!"

Alex gasped in terror and said urgently:

"This is it! Death, It's here!"

Su Ming sneered:

"This is just the beginning..."

As he spoke.

As Ms. Lewton's phantom moved around.

The dining table, the wine bottle, the path Ms. Lewton walked, and the computer monitor were all connected and entangled by illusory lines of causality.

An oppressive, suffocating atmosphere spread rapidly.

It was as if Ms. Lewton, the person involved, was already a plaything in Death's palm.

In a trance, the scythe symbolizing death was raised high!

"O-Omar, Mr. Omar..."

Raising his hand to interrupt Alex, Su Ming said coldly:

"Wait a bit longer. The world's antivirus software isn't that easy to fool..."

In the next instant.

The computer monitor made a soft sizzling sound.

Ms. Lewton, who was gathering miscellaneous items in preparation for moving, twitched her nose as she smelled an unpleasant scent of burning rubber.

Frowning, Ms. Lewton stood up and took a few steps forward.

The computer monitor was smoking. Cursing her bad luck, Ms. Lewton leaned in close to see where the problem was.

The result...

Sizzle!—

The alcohol dripped near the power supply's integrated circuit.

The short circuit caused sparks, which further ignited the alcohol.

Bang!—

The instantaneous combustion of the alcohol shattered the computer monitor.

Ms. Lewton was the first to stumble and fall to the ground, her hands clutching her neck in terror.

There, dark red blood flowed out like an open sluice gate.

It turned out a shard of the monitor had, by sheer coincidence, lodged itself in Ms. Lewton's neck!

"Stupid woman!"

Su Ming was very dissatisfied.

Pipi Xi frowned and nodded:

"She really is stupid..."

This woman actually pulled out that piece of broken glass!

Without the glass as a blockage, how could the severed vein not pump blood out with all its might?

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Dissatisfaction aside.

If the tool he was using to test this so-called 'Death' was gone, Su Ming would also be very annoyed.

Snap!—

He snapped his fingers.

The power of Creation Genesis enveloped Leighton.

It slightly repaired her fatal injury.

At the same time.

A cold gaze swept over Alex's group.

They, who had just been covering their mouths in shock, at a loss, and trying to force Su Ming to save her, immediately froze in place. How could a group of mortals endure a gaze as cold as a Siberian cold front?

In the projected sandbox.

Ms. Lewton stumbled around, trying to save herself.

But she couldn't withstand another short circuit, which ignited the alcohol on the table.

Right after that.

...

The fire was unstoppable.

It burned along the path of the previously dripped alcohol.

Then it chased after her, following Leighton all the way and igniting the gas stove she had forgotten to turn off earlier.

The exploding flames danced wildly like demons.

An open bottle of alcohol was right next to it, and the high temperature ignited the half-bottle of liquid. In a confined space, the consequences of an instantaneous combustion were extremely fatal!

With a boom.

Fire flashed.

Leighton, who was less than two meters away, was blown away on the spot.

After hitting the counter, she fell to the ground with a thud.

Leighton was already scared out of her wits, the shadow of death following her every step.

Weakened by the heavy blood loss, Leighton couldn't even stand, yet driven by the will to survive, she stretched out her arm and desperately grabbed a corner of a towel.

But she forgot.

This was a towel she had personally hung on the knife rack!

She thought she had grabbed a lifeline.

Little did she know, four or five steak knives were being pulled by the force and were falling straight toward her chest.

"Stop!"

He pressed down with his hand.

At the scene of the accident several hundred meters away.

The knives that were about to pierce Leighton's chest mysteriously came to a halt.