The sharp tip sliced effortlessly through skin. Warm blood fell onto the cold blade, red mingling with white.
The Security officer blocking Liu Yi dared not say another word. He felt she might slit his throat at any moment. He could almost see his blood vessels severing and blood spurting out.
"Go on. I'm listening."
There was no telling what was imprisoned inside Liu Yi's knife. Merely touching its blade made a soul tremble.
The Security officer cautiously waved his hands. His features twisted in pain, but he forced himself not to make a sound.
"I used to love arguing with people in court, until I found a simpler, more effective way to make my case." Liu Yi tilted the knife tip upward and watched his face. "Still think you're in the right?"
Waving his hands and shaking his head, the Security officer looked to Yuan Hui and Zhuo Jun for help. He was truly terrified. The files described Liu Yi as a kindhearted, impoverished lawyer who specialized in representing deaf and mute clients. Who could have imagined she would try to kill him right off the bat? She was frighteningly forceful.
Putting away the Dagger, Liu Yi walked over to Fan Li. This time, no one dared stop her. "Let's go to the first floor."
The Security officers watching both hated and feared Liu Yi. At Yuan Hui's signal, they prepared to follow her, but Zhuo Jun stopped them.
Compared with Liu Yi, Zhuo Jun was more concerned about Painter Gao Ming and Wan Jie. He desperately wanted to find out why there were two Gao Mings in the building.
The hands of the clock on the wall kept moving. Soon, only a puddle of black water and a few corpses remained in the connecting hall.
"What a shame.