[Li Hanyue: Aren't you here yet?]

[Xiao He: Sorry, there's some traffic here. Please wait a little longer.]

Twenty minutes later.

Li Hanyue: ...

[Li Hanyue: Xiao He, are you playing me?]

[Xiao He: I really didn't, you have to believe me. The driver was so inexperienced, he dropped me off on the side of the road halfway there, and I'm walking here now.]

[Li Hanyue: ???]

Xiao He put away his phone, ignoring "Li Hanyue's" breach of defense, and continued to squat at the entrance of the underground parking lot on the first basement floor of the bar, calculating how quickly the police would arrive.

"That shouldn't be the case—" Xiao He rubbed his chin. "I even sent my location. Did they all leave work and not a single one saw it?"

The parking lot in this area is still in use, but the infrastructure is not very good. Many light bulbs are out, and there is trash scattered around. Xiao He squatted in the corner of the exit, his body completely blending into the darkness.

Just as Xiao He was wondering, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the exit of the carriage.

Upon hearing the voice, Xiao He knew it wasn't the police. He quickly held his breath and moved into a corner. Then, he watched as a man, just like him, walked in from behind the light, his clothes completely covered up, and sneaked into the darkness of the underground parking lot.

Xiao He: ?

Holy crap, does Li Zhicheng have accomplices?

Weren't there three brothers back then?

Could it be someone they met later?

At this moment, all sorts of guesses were flashing through Xiao He's mind, and for a moment he even suspected that the Protector was tipping him off.

Of course, we must trust our team and our loyalty!

Xiao He hesitated for a moment, but then decided to quietly follow.

Having been in the dark for quite some time, Xiao He's vision was exceptionally clear. He precisely avoided the trash on the road and followed the person slowly into the depths of the parking lot.

Then he heard a low, hoarse voice from not far away: "What do you want to do? Why aren't you following the plan?"

"What's it to you? Get lost—"

Xiao He's ears perked up instantly.

"Don't be ungrateful—"

"Pfft—"

Perhaps the darkness amplified one's senses, for Xiao He could even clearly hear the sound of something piercing flesh and bursting open.

Then came the sound of someone staggering and falling.

Holy crap—

Xiao He quickly pressed himself against the wall pillar, listening intently to the sounds coming from the other side.

He... he just happened to stumble upon a crime scene?

Who died? Was it Li Zhicheng, or his accomplice?

Xiao He's mind raced, and he quietly pressed the button for his pre-prepared backup plan—

"Waaaaah—"

The bar upstairs, which was originally playing upbeat music, suddenly transformed into an emergency alarm scene.

The sounds were like a dozen police cars rushing into the bar; the shrill, noisy noise stunned everyone inside.

"Wow! What's that sound? Which idiot is doing this abstract animation? Turn it off right now!"

"Huh? What's going on? Why can't I turn it off—"

As people upstairs gasped in alarm, the sharp sirens quickly traveled through the ceiling to the basement.

That elusive feeling has a powerful deterrent effect on all those who feel guilty.

Almost as soon as the sound rang out, Xiao He heard the sound of hurried, fleeing footsteps.

Once the footsteps had faded into the distance, Xiao He quickly followed the sound to where Li Zhicheng and the others were.

Surprisingly, the person lying on the ground was Li Zhicheng!

Xiao He turned on his phone and, by the dim light of the screen, vaguely saw that Li Zhicheng's chest had been pierced by some sharp weapon, and blood was gushing out continuously.

Li Zhicheng collapsed to the ground, his pupils gradually dilating. Looking at the only light in front of him, he struggled to move his hand, trying to call for help—

"Help, help me, I—"

Xiao He pursed his lips, surprisingly feeling little emotion.

Having seriously played the role of "Zhu Laosan," he truly couldn't feel any pity for this despicable fellow.

"Zhu Laosan—"

He drew out his words, slowly squatted down, and looked down at the people on the ground. His face, covered by a mask, revealed only his cold and indifferent eyes.

"Wasn't Wu Xiaohua begging you in the same way back then? Begging you to save her, but you raped her again, dragged her back to the slaughterhouse, and dismembered her with your brothers, even throwing her into the pigsty to destroy the evidence—"

Li Zhicheng trembled all over, whether from Xiao He's words or from the fear of impending death, he didn't know. He clenched his fists and said in a trembling voice, "I admit it, I admit it, it's all my fault! Please save me—"

Xiao He simply shook his head, his gaze filled with disdain and mockery: "You don't know you're wrong, you're just about to die."

As he finished speaking, Xiao He suddenly heard a barely perceptible footstep behind him.

Danger signals travel through the nerves to the brain, and a chilling sense of death washes over you—