The detective is dead, I did it.

Chapter 52 Don't Touch My Corpse

Li Ang was stunned. He looked at the knife, then at her calm face that didn't seem like she was joking, and thought he had misheard.

"...What?"

"Stab me." Charlotte pushed the knife forward again, the hilt almost touching Leon's chest. "Use this to kill me."

"Are you crazy?" Li Ang did not take the knife, but took half a step back.

He knew that Charlotte could be resurrected once a day, after all, she had said so herself, and he had even witnessed her resurrection.

But this inexplicable act of asking him to stab him to death really baffled him.

Charlotte sighed and explained, "My ability requires me to die to refresh its status."

She stood up, shoved the knife into Li Ang's hand, then turned and walked to the bedside, sat down on the bed, placed her hands on either side of her body, and looked up at him.

"The effects of Helena's magic circle are now fully attached to me. If it's not removed, it will slowly erode my body. The only way is for me to die once."

"Besides, didn't you already know about my daily resurrection?"

"Can't you just do this yourself?"

"I've tried before," Charlotte said, her tone carrying a subtle undertone. "I used to do it myself, but people can never bring themselves to do it to themselves."

"The angle is off, the depth isn't deep enough, and it won't pierce the heart. Sometimes you even need to stab it several times, which becomes torture. I don't have that kind of strange fetish."

Her gaze fell on Li Ang, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

"And didn't you do a great job last time? One hit, one kill, perfect. And—" Her smile deepened, "I want to see how you react when you kill me a second time, Pochi."

"...What kind of reaction? You want to see me wet my pants in fear?"

Li Ang held the fruit knife, the handle still warm from Charlotte's palm.

"It's not that low-level. I'm just curious, what would someone's reaction be if they killed the same person a second time? Like, would they be excited or something?"

"I have no interest in that," Li Ang said.

My hobbies are normal; I absolutely do not have the kind of hobby that makes me happy by killing, especially not the kind of perverted serial killer.

"But you've already killed me once." The tone remained subtly suggestive. "The second time should be much more skillful, right?"

Li Ang took a deep breath, twirled the knife between his fingers, and asked, "Are you sure there won't be any problems?"

"I'm sure," Charlotte said with certainty. "You'll see me stop breathing until I die. Then, after a while, I'll come back to life."

"It's exactly the same as before, there won't be any aftereffects. Except for the blood on my clothes that can't be washed off, so I have to change into a new outfit, I thought nothing else had changed."

Looking at her confident demeanor, Li Ang felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Meanwhile, Charlotte finished speaking and began to unbutton her collar.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Take off your outer clothes first, because I don't want them to be covered in blood."

Seeing that Leon showed no intention of turning his head, Charlotte couldn't help but say, "Shouldn't you turn your head in a gentlemanly manner at this time?"

"Um...did I ever say I was a gentleman?" Li Ang asked, feigning ignorance.

Are you kidding me? Why not take this freebie? I'm not exactly a saint myself.

Seeing the man's shameless attitude, Charlotte simply unbuttoned her coat, revealing a white shirt underneath, and then stopped, clearly not intending to give Li Ang any more benefits.

She originally planned to change into lighter clothes, or even just wear one piece of clothing.

But when Charlotte thought about what this man had done, she wisely dismissed the idea.

If I were to enter the resurrection time wearing only one piece of clothing, who knows what this man might do to my body.

Charlotte guided Leon to place the tip of the knife against his chest, in the exact same position as the first time, without even a difference in angle.

"Don't touch my corpse," she suddenly added.

Li Ang paused for a moment, then quickly said, "I don't have that kind of fetish."

"I wonder who did that to me on our first meeting?"

If I hadn't put a small note as a mark on the edge of the sock beforehand, with a warning written on it, this man might have done something even more outrageous.

Especially as she learned more about this man, Charlotte became increasingly certain of this possibility.

"I was looking for clues..."

"Let's do it." Charlotte didn't give him a chance to explain further and spoke directly.

The feeling of the blade piercing his chest was exactly the same as the first time. The blade cut through his skin, moving downwards until it touched his still-beating heart.

The blood gushed out faster than he expected, and the warm liquid washed over his fingers, turning both of their hands a dark red.

The blade even seeped into her white petticoat, staining her chest with a dark red flower.

Charlotte frowned slightly and her lips moved as she felt pain, but no sound came out.

Then her body fell backward, her long white hair spread out on the sheets, and her eyes slowly closed.

Li Ang loosened the hilt of his sword and took a step back.

The person in bed became completely silent.

The blood gushed from the wound even faster than before, soaking through the entire petticoat, running down the sheets, and dripping onto the carpet, leaving a small, dark red wet stain.

Upon seeing this, Li Ang immediately realized that he couldn't let the detective girl just lie there like that.

So he bent down, picked her up from the bed and put her on the floor, then pulled the white blanket from the bed, folded it twice, and placed it under her.

Charlotte's expression was peaceful, a stark contrast to her previous death with her eyes wide open. It's likely that she only intended to scare herself back then, so she deliberately didn't close her eyes.

Her long white hair was spread out on the carpet, and the hem of her petticoat was rolled up above her knees, revealing her calves covered in white stockings.

Her hands were still folded over her abdomen, her posture peaceful and dignified, like a sleeping princess.

Should we take a look?

Li Ang then activated her ability, and silver characters appeared above her body.

Charlotte Holmes was murdered by Leon Moriarty. Cause of death: penetrating heart wound. Time of death: just now.

The text was exactly the same as the one I saw in the hotel room the first time, without any additional prompts such as a resurrection countdown.

That's really strange. I wonder how they determined it?

Although he could have taken the opportunity to do something to Charlotte, Leon did not do so, but waited quietly.

An hour passed quickly, and Charlotte on the floor showed no signs of reviving. Even her own ability notifications showed no change other than the time of death.

So Li Ang walked over to her, squatted down, and placed his hand on the side of her neck.

There is no pulse.

He withdrew his hand and waited another twenty minutes, but Charlotte still did not move.

Oh no! Could I have really stabbed myself to death this time?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.