My hunch had been right.
These people weren't targeting Du Yunting, nor were they targeting the dead Xie Guangming or that hospital director from earlier.
They were targeting me.
Xie Guangming and the director had merely been killed along the way. Du Yunting, too, was a way for them to put pressure on me.
They had deliberately left clues to tell me they could do anything.
They had caused a car crash and taken so many innocent lives just to put pressure on me.
I didn't know why these people were so deranged, or why they didn't come straight at me.
They lived in this world, in this society, yet had not the slightest compassion for their fellow human beings.
And there were the deaths of those four sisters. I still didn't know whether they held any special meaning.
I had thought Du Yunting was behind their deaths, that he wanted to perform Seven Deaths for a Life again.
But now, I suddenly felt this didn't seem like Du Yunting's handiwork.
He was no good, and he was a psychopath, but he always had a reason for killing. Even to satisfy some psychological urge, he wouldn't harm so many people at once.
He didn't have that kind of nerve now.
The man we had caught was about to take us to Du Yunting. There would definitely be an ambush there, and his accomplices.
Of course we had to go. There was no reason not to.
If we didn't, they would kill more people.
We took him straight to the car.
An Ning stood outside the car, looking at me pleadingly.
I walked over to her, and she asked why I wasn't taking her along.
"Is it because it's dangerous?"
She argued vehemently, "But I never said I was scared. I