"If you admit to committing the murder, you can avoid this suffering," that man's voice said again.
Mo Ran could feel it, he was deliberately antagonizing her.
A sudden realization hit her heart, this matter was definitely not straightforward.
Someone had intentionally framed her for the murder, even the police had been bought off, with the sole purpose of pinning the crime of murder on her.
The number of people who could do this to her was more than she could count on one hand.
Hmph, who else could it be but them.
They wanted to take advantage of Gu Yixuan's Clone Spell to get rid of her.
But Mo Ran wasn't foolish enough to say it out loud, for if she did, she might not even know how she would die.
"We have all the time in the world to wear you down. If you don't confess tonight, you can forget about sleeping,"
The glaring light caused her eyes to ache, and as Mo Ran tried to bow her head, they grabbed her hair and forced her to lean back.
