Larisa wasn’t injured very badly–she wasn’t in danger…


    However, she was inplete shock.


    She kept twitching on the ground as she covered her wound, and wouldn’t respond to anyone calling her name.


    Xynthia was so scared that she started shivering.


    She was the one who pulled the trigger. She didn’t think that the firearm would actually shoot out a live bullet.


    If it weren’t for the recoil, Larisa would’ve been dead!


    Xynthia’s heart kept racing. She knew she had to call


    Harvey after something this big happened.


    After understanding the situation, Harvey drove here as quickly as he could.


    Flutwell’s Film City was a brightly -lit ce filled with food and entertainment.


    Xynthia kept shivering as she sat slumped on a bench. She was holding a bottle of water, but she didn’t even take a


    sip of it.


    The local police force were already involved with the situation. The owner of the Script Murder ce was


    apprehended instantly.


    Xynthia’s university friends and everyone else had to stay to record their statements.


    Two inspectors were ring at Xynthia from afar.


    They knew she was innocent, but she was naturally not allowed to leave.


    “You got lucky, Xynthia! If you didn’t miss, you would’ve killed somebody!”


    “That’s so weird, though! Aren’t those just props? Why would there be a live bullet inside the firearm?”


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    “Was someone nning to kill Larisa? The perpetrator knew she was ying a heroic university student. Was that


    why that person did all this?”


    “This is insane!”


    “Don’t worry, Xynthia. This probably has nothing to do with us.”


    “Everyone’s a victim.”


    Xynthia’s university friends were surrounding her.


    Everyone was having a good time ying the game, but never did they imagine such a thing would happen.


    The students were quite unified though–they weren’t ming Xynthia for what had happened.


    After all, Xynthia didn’t mean to shoot Larisa with an actual firearm.


    From a certain standpoint, Xynthia was a victim as well.


    Xynthia revealed a faint smile after hearing their words. She didn’t bother to say anything.


    At this moment, from afar…


    Xynthia could see a tall and handsome man in his twenties walking toward her direction.


    ‘Senior Miller…‘


    The man was Xynthia’s senior, but he had already graduated a few years ago.


    He was one of the bosses of the Script Murder, and had quite a good rtionship with Larisa.


    He stood beside Larisa with a tender look on her face.


    The medical staff were tending to Larisa’s wound.


    They found out that the bullet was fake. Larisa was only scratched on the outside, so she wasn’t badly hurt.


    That said, she was clearly in shock.


    She sat on the ground with a sluggish look in her eyes. She didn’t say a single word, nor was she throwing a fit. It


    was as if she couldn’t feel a thing.


    Xynthia, who was feeling extremely guilty, was worried sick.


    She didn’t know that Larisa would turn out that way.


    At that moment, Xynthia was reminded of Harvey’s words.


    She instinctively pulled out the tissue she brought with her.


    She almost let out a scream when the tissue turned to dust in an instant.


    Xynthia was shocked. Was she in a life–threatening situation as well?


    Did her brother–inw actually save her?