Chapter 288: Chapter 171: Are you, this dumb Tibetan fox, tired of living?

The next day, after school, at the dessert shop next to Private Ikuei High School.

Kiyomi Liuli stuffed a cream puff into her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise as she exclaimed, "The serial killer from seven years ago has reappeared? The Tuesday Night Murderer?"

She was only a grade-schooler six or seven years ago, but she had a vague memory of the case. She vaguely recalled that whenever the killer committed a crime, the media would report on it extensively, and the police even carried out several large-scale inspections on Tuesday nights. At that time, she remembered a lot of people discussing it every day, all guessing who the killer was.