As soon as I reached the door, I bumped into Jiang Xi and Chen Zhixia who were running down.
The two men were stunned at first when they saw the tragic scene in Room 602.
Seeing Bai Jingmo about to leave, Jiang Xi wanted to say something, but when he saw Yu Li next to him, he swallowed his words back silently.
She lived alone upstairs and had no idea when an accident would happen or what kind of accident it would be. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Now it seems that everything is over.
After the two men left, she hurried into the house and saw Mu Chengsi lying on the ground. Her steps seemed to be rooted and stopped instantly.
Rong Fan turned his back to them, treating the wound on Mu Chengsi's head, and suddenly asked:
"What time is it?"
Jiang Xi was stunned, and quickly looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's already... 12:05."
"It's past twelve o'clock..." Rong Fan murmured in a low voice.
He suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes frighteningly calm.
"Go check out Room 606."
When they arrived at Room 606, the unlocked door was easily pushed open. In an instant, the smell of blood hit them in the face, accompanied by low crying sounds.
When they walked in and saw the scene in the room, their faces instantly became extremely excited.
Mu Shichen's body was seen lying at the door of the room, his dark pupils staring, tears of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, and an expression of hatred and terror on his purple face.
A sharp knife was inserted straight into his chest, and red and black blood kept flowing out of his heart. He died a tragic death.
Zhang Jialin was kneeling beside them, crying with his face covered.
Watching this scene, Rong Fan slowly tightened his fists hanging at his side, and his eyes became dark.
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