At ten that night, two crooked trees on either side of the street entrance outside the Good Comeback Hotel were mercilessly battered by the downpour, their leaves swaying wildly with a rustling hiss.
Several yellowing leaves drifted from the branches, spiraling to the ground before being swept along by the rainwater.
Just as they were about to slip through a drain cover into the city's drainage system, the long-locked doors of the Good Comeback Hotel finally opened.
A figure burst out in a frantic sprint. Before those fallen leaves could enter the drain, they stuck to the soles of his shoes and were carried farther away with his footsteps.
Rain poured down, and the night hung thick as miasma.
Xue Tingtao held a Black Plastic Bag in his hands. Every time its contents touched his palms, goose bumps rippled across his skin.
It contained a kidney, taken from the staff member he knew best, Shi Man.
Now Shi Man was dead, and all that remained of her was this mutated, punctured kidney.
Words could not express his shock. Just moments ago, he had seen the most deeply concealed figure in this mission—the killer.
But the killer... how could it be him, her, them?
Whoosh...
An invisible gust swept in from behind, tearing the last few leaves from the two locust trees and sending ripples across the flooded street.
A powerful, terrifying supernatural power spread from inside the Good Comeback Hotel, extending outward and silently sealing off the entire hotel grounds.
This place had become a supernatural cage. No one could leave, and no one could enter.
It had been bound by Draw a Circle to Imprison.
The hotel's first floor.
Wei Guang turned to look at the puddle of yellow-and-red sludge beside him, his expression conflicted and pained.
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