"I didn’t kill them."
Nina Jacobs answered with a calm expression.
She had only locked those people in the metal shed.
"Hmph. You’re lying.
Your face tells me you’ve committed a great transgression today."
Nina Jacobs’s breath hitched.
Those words suddenly reminded her of someone she’d met in her past life.
When Nina Jacobs first met her, the woman had been on the verge of death.
So Nina Jacobs gave her a steamed bun and a bottle of water.
The next time she saw her, the woman had a bit more life in her, but she was still black and blue.
Taking the bun and water as payment, she performed a divination for Nina Jacobs.
The reading showed that Nina Jacobs would certainly die within a month.
But then she lamented that her own readings were becoming less and less accurate.
Nina Jacobs just thought the woman was a bit amusing and didn’t take it to heart.
But thinking back now, when Liam Grant had killed her, it had indeed been within that one-month timeframe from the reading.
And that voice... it was remarkably similar to the one she was hearing now.
"You should just get lost.
I hate liars more than anything."
The voice carried a hint of feigned arrogance.
"...Let me tell you,
I, Sherry Renner, hate liars more than anything...
But you’re different..."
The words from her memory echoed again.
’Sherry Renner.’
She was like a muddle-headed mystic.
Yet she had absolute faith in her own abilities, even when others called her out and said she was wrong.
But after she produced that dire reading for Nina, Sherry Renner had refused to believe herself.
"How could that be? Hahaha, anyone could have a terrible fate, but not you.
This useless reading of mine..."
The memories flooded back.
A slight tremor ran through Nina’s throat.
But she did her best to suppress it and said,
"I beat some people up, but I don’t know if they’re dead or not.
How could you tell?"
"You beat someone up?
You just got here and you’re already beating people up? Who was it?"
Seeing her admit to it, the other person seemed to become interested again.
"I don’t know them."
Nina Jacobs thought for a moment, then added,
"The woman’s surname seemed to be Quincy. I heard them call her Miss Quincy."
"You beat her up? HAHAHAHA!
You’re done for. You’ll definitely never get out of here."
The other person laughed, their voice laced with schadenfreude.
"Do you want to get out?"
Nina Jacobs asked.
She still wasn’t sure if this person was really Sherry Renner.
After all, when she met Sherry Renner in her past life, the woman only had one eye left.
And her body was always covered in bruises, her face black and blue.
It was impossible to see what she really looked like.
She could guess a few things about the situation of the person before her, too.
Living alone in this suite.
Even if she beat other Superpower Users to a pulp, no one kicked her out.
Why wouldn’t they kick her out?
It was more likely that someone didn’t want to let her leave.
"Why do you care if I want to leave or not?
You’re a little clever, but you’re too naive.
This place looks easy to get into, but it’s not so easy to leave."
The curtains were pulled open, and a beam of light shone in.
The first thing Nina Jacobs saw was a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair was a girl with short, messy hair.
This made Nina Jacobs even more uncertain.
In her past life, Sherry Renner’s legs had been fine.
"What’s your name?" Nina Jacobs asked.
"My name is Lily Lewis. And you?"
"I’m Summer Warner, and this is my brother, Wayne Warner."
Nina Jacobs was a little disappointed.
’Is it really not her?’
"What happened to your legs?"
Nina Jacobs couldn’t help but ask.
"They beat me up."
the girl named Lily Lewis said bitterly.
She hadn’t expected Summer Warner to walk right up and crouch down in front of her.
"Sorry, may I take a look?"
"There’s nothing to see..."
Lily Lewis cried out in surprise as Summer Warner gently lifted her pant leg.
"The damage doesn’t seem to be permanent. It can still be healed."
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