"Coo, coo~~..."
Niao Niao's call came from outside again.
Ye Jingtang hid beneath the bed with Luo Ning in his arms, doubt rising in his mind-the bird's signal warned that someone was approaching in secret, not officers on patrol...
Who could it be, then?
Ye Jingtang held his breath and waited quietly. Before long, he saw a narrow crack open in the morgue's wooden door, letting in a little light from outside. Then a dark figure slipped inside.
Once the door closed, there was not another sound. Clearly, the intruder's Lightness Skill was far from mediocre.
"Whoosh..."
A puff of breath sounded, and a faint flame lit up by the morgue door.
Holding his breath, Ye Jingtang examined the intruder closely. It was someone dressed much like himself-in black night clothes, with only a pair of sharp eyes exposed, a cloth covering the face, and a weapon wrapped in black cloth on the back, its black hilt protruding a foot.
Looking at the figure's height, he found that the top of the intruder's head came roughly to his nose...
?!
Ye Jingtang paused, continuing to observe without betraying his presence. The black-clad figure began searching through the corpses and soon stopped beside Zhao De's body. A small bottle slid silently out of a sleeve, and its contents were poured onto the palm print on the corpse's chest.
Sss~~~
Wisps of white smoke rose from the corpse's flesh.
Luo Ning's and Ye Jingtang's eyes sharpened at the same time. They understood the intruder's intention-destroy the corpse and erase the evidence! The intruder was most likely a suspect!
The instant this thought flashed through Luo Ning's mind, the little rogue covered her ears, and a thunderclap erupted behind her:
"HA-!"
Ye Jingtang had received his name because of his resounding cries as