Murder Scene

Night.

Under dim streetlights.

In the drizzling rain.

Liu Di set down the gas can and crouched halfway as he looked at Mo Yu. He could really endure it. He looked utterly miserable.

For a moment.

Liu Di had truly thought he was dead.

It felt somewhat surreal.

Liu Di dipped a finger into a bit of Mo Yu's bloody pulp and tasted it.

Mm.

It was indeed a little sweet.

Clatter.

The sound of a cup hitting the ground rang out.

In the distance, Song Yu stood in the rain. Worried about Captain Ming Wan's whereabouts, she had been waiting near the Experimental Graveyard for Liu Di to return.

The coffee in her hand spilled all over the ground.

Her expression froze.

From her perspective.

The young Mo Yu was bleeding profusely, his corpse exposed in the wilderness, while a gas can sat beside Liu Di, who looked like a vampire tasting blood.

Liu Di, crouching in the rain, slowly raised his head. Purple light flickered in his right eye as an incomparably gloomy gaze shot toward her!

A perverted murderer disposing of a corpse!

Liu Di said faintly, "Miss Song Yu, you haven't left yet."

Song Yu swallowed.

Her hand instinctively reached for her phone.

But Liu Di crossed the distance in a few strides and appeared before Song Yu. Under the dim yellow streetlight, his face looked somewhat sinister.

Liu Di said, "The rain's so heavy. Come inside and take shelter."

That concern.

Sounded like a demon's summons in Song Yu's ears.

Song Yu looked up, and her pupils abruptly contracted. She knew this man was extraordinarily powerful. Killing her would be no more than a flick of his finger.

"I-I think I should go home first."

"How could that do? If Mr. Song finds out, wouldn't