"Who do we have here? What a coincidence, Lin Weiwei."

A pair of bright eyes stared at the person before her. She was dressed in black night clothes, with silver armor covering her shoulders, knees, and chest. She clutched a heart in her hand, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, yet she couldn't stop the madness within her. The taste of killing was just too good... especially hearing those crying, fearful, pleading voices, which were even more alluring. Her long hair covered half her face, and she stuck out her long tongue to lick the 'toy' in her hand, bloody, still bouncy, and most importantly, still warm.

"How pathetic, it's backfired; you're now relying on eating other people's hearts to maintain your body temperature. I was wondering why you had a brief pulse and body temperature during the Lesser Cold period."

Ordinary people can use two talents simultaneously and apply them freely when they are combined, but if they try to forcefully change the status quo and pursue greater power, it will backfire.

"That genius boy's brain hemorrhage was truly delicious; as his blood flowed through my skin and body, I could feel the intense heat of the sun."

Han Han took a deep breath as he spoke. The blood of a virgin boy is the purest, full of vigor and sweet in taste.

Lin Weiwei groaned. She looked no different from a zombie. Her skin had improved and become more hydrated and radiant, but she had also become increasingly greedy, an addiction she couldn't break.

She picked up the gun in her hand and fired five shots at Han Han in a row. The bullets pierced through his limbs, but he still didn't react. Apart from losing blood, he could still stand in the same place.

"With my infinite healing ability, you can't kill me no matter what you do, so why bother shooting me?"

Han Han contemptuously pulled out a bullet, but before she could finish speaking, Lin Weiwei had already come up behind her, grabbed her hair, and slammed her to the ground with a back throw. A cracking sound of bones breaking could be heard.

"Aaaaaah! Murder! The killer is here!"

A five-year-old boy in the distance saw Lin Weiwei hitting someone. At this moment, the rescue team, armed with guns, rushed over.

"Hahaha, ugh, you've fallen for their trap! If I die, you'll be the real culprit behind this bombing!" Han Han vomited several mouthfuls of blood before fainting.

If they had a melting gun now and damaged the body, this woman wouldn't bother them for the next twenty days. However, the little boy's voice summoned many people, all carrying flashlights and weapons, rushing over. They'd fallen for a trap! That despicable woman, framing them!

Run? Or stay and explain?

Gritting her teeth, she thought, "Let them pretend!" Lin Weiwei was still unwilling to give up. She picked up a dagger and stabbed Han Han in the heart, glaring fiercely at the five-year-old boy. "Little boy, if you don't run, I'll eat you up!"

"Waaaaah... That terrifying demon, it actually ate me!"

She said this only to leave the boy with every chance of survival before Han Han was resurrected, to scare the child away and find an adult. She then ran quickly toward the construction site.

"Where is he? Where is the murderer? Don't cry, child."

When the adults arrived, Han Han was already gone. But seeing the female corpse with her heart pierced, the residents were filled with anger. Seeing the bloodstains on the ground, they ran along the construction site.

The boy who was left behind, unable to catch up, squatted down and cried.

No one noticed that the dagger had loosened and the blood of the dead man was flowing backward. Han Han, who had opened his eyes, sat up and pulled out the dagger.

"Hey, little boy, how about I take you to a fun place?"

"Hmm... The angel has been resurrected! Wow! Sister, you're so beautiful!"

Han Han chuckled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, patted the boy's head, and left the unfinished building.

Lin Weiwei, however, was unable to leave smoothly. Holding the portrait in her hands, she hid on the crane stretcher. It was too dark at night, and no one would notice the crane stretcher. They were all in the cement building and the mobile container material storage area, searching everywhere.

"The bloodstains stop here. Could this person be flying?"

"Catch this pervert, he destroyed our home, just kill him!"

The surviving residents had nowhere to go but to set up tents in the jungle. They wouldn't be up so late if the children hadn't seen them.

More and more people came and went. Lin Weiwei had been hanging upside down on the crane for a full hour. The wind blew across her cheeks, and she wanted to sneeze but dared not make a sound. If she were caught red-handed, there would be no way to explain herself.

Just then, the phone rang, and the vibration caused it to fall out of the bag and onto the ground.

"There's a sound! The person is hiding. Let's keep looking."

Which bastard called?

Her legs were already numb, and hanging upside down on the stretcher like this was not a solution; we needed to come up with a plan as soon as possible.

So, taking advantage of the chaos and dispersal, she secretly climbed down the slope from the stretcher, got to the driver's seat, and turned on automatic mode. Then she jumped out of the car at lightning speed, not even bothering to pick up her phone, and ran back towards the unfinished building.

"The machine started running; that person must be in the driver's seat."

...

Several grown men rushed up, opened the locked door, and saw a bizarre scene: there was no one inside, but the machine was moving on its own, and all the buttons inside the car were lit up.

Lin Weiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief after running all the way to the highway. She hailed a taxi and managed to escape, returning to Green Manor.

Upon seeing the portrait, Ma Fei felt an indescribable mix of emotions. He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Stop with the useless stuff, just keep a proper eye on them."

"Yes, sir!"

Everything that happened tonight was a miscalculation on her part. As she washed Lin Weiwei's skin with hot water in the bathroom, she thought about how too many people had died tragically and how she wished June 1st would come quickly.

Although Li Yao is the president's illegitimate son, as the president, which side does he favor?

When she finished changing her clothes and was about to go to the main hall for dinner, everyone looked at her with concern. The five-year-old boy appeared on the TV screen. He was at the police station, giving a statement. The boy's face was blurred in the video.

But she knew who that childish voice belonged to—it was the little boy from tonight.

"An angel brought me here. That demon hurt her with a dagger. She had short hair, big eyes, a small mouth, and was wearing a blue sweatshirt."

Is this the murderer?

Yes! It's her.

The police produced a portrait, which was the five-inch blue-background entrance photo that was pasted on her student registration information.

Furthermore, the surviving residents took her phone to the police station. Now, all the witnesses and physical evidence point to Lin Weiwei.

"It wasn't Weiwei at all. I'm going to tell the police it was Han Han who did it."

"Enough! The truth will come out in the day. Let's eat."

This was the first time Lin Weiwei's plan failed. The reason was that she hadn't considered the problem comprehensively; she was careless! This allowed Han Han to frame her. She shouldn't have confronted her directly in the first place.

Next, she needs to figure out how to convince the police that she didn't do it.