It was only as big as a cockroach.
Its fur was black and coarse.
Its claws were as sharp as blades.
It looked as though it had mutated.
What kind of criminal organization was behind these killers?
Why could they control rats?
Why had they targeted Zhou Yuan?
And why had they caused trouble at Haicheng University a while ago?
Gu Qing was full of questions.
Beside him, Zhou Yuan was completely dumbfounded.
He could no longer comprehend the scene before him.
This third-year junior from the Foreign Languages College had actually thrown a chopstick like an arrow, precisely shooting dead a rat hiding in an air-conditioning duct?
What was this?
A martial arts master from a wuxia film or TV show?
But this was the real world. Where would a martial arts master come from?!
At that moment, Zhou Yuan's understanding of the world began to crumble.
Soon.
The public security officers came upstairs.
Many of them were familiar faces.
The same public security captain from last time was leading them.
The only difference was that the two men in black who had arrived later last time had come with the public security officers this time.
Gu Qing looked at the two men in black, his gaze settling on the [Night Court member] labels above their heads.
So...
What sort of special department was this Night Court, exactly?
A mysterious supernatural organization?
While Gu Qing was thinking, the public security captain approached to question him, his face full of disbelief:
"Gu Qing, don't tell me you killed all three people lying on the floor..."
"I killed the man in the tank top. The other two saw that they had no hope of escaping and shot themselves."
Gu Qing admitted it openly, showing no intention of hiding anything.
Hearing him