"Why...?"
Liu Xinzhi couldn't understand why this had happened. She had clearly felt the blood Yi Chen had splashed out when he committed suicide, and she had also felt him cutting apart her body with that crude blade technique.
The process of her own dismemberment had truly happened. Her cells couldn't lie.
There was only one explanation: someone else had dismembered her. It had been the vagrant in the hole in the wall. Yi Chen, who had been sitting outside from beginning to end, had never made a move.
Liu Xinzhi slowly calmed down. She had changed greatly recently and was no longer afraid of anything. Her confusion turned into interest, and she immediately developed a strange allure toward the mysterious young man before her.
"Who is the Tomie Mr. Yi mentioned? Why did he call me such a strange name?"
Just as Liu Xinzhi asked this question, whoosh!
The Dark Shadow, which had been sitting motionless in the corner, instantly appeared before her. With an extremely practiced Sleight of Hand, it seized her neck, simultaneously choking her trachea and carotid artery, while its middle finger pressed against her third cervical vertebra.
The moment her neck was seized, Liu Xinzhi felt as though a butcher who had slaughtered countless people had pinned her throat down, pressing her firmly against a sink.
Yi Chen's butcher-like eyes stared fixedly at the woman on the verge of death, seemingly probing for the slightest detail of a lie that might surface on her face.
Ten seconds passed. Yi Chen exerted force.
Crack~ Liu Xinzhi, already completely suffocated, had her neck twisted apart. Her head bent to one side as she collapsed onto the floor.
But before long, she climbed back up. This time, however, her healing was much slower—even more than ten times slower