Just like those spy movies.
For example, the globally popular "007" series.
As a beautiful single woman, it's normal to be a little cautious, right?
The traces were as usual, with no signs of loss or alteration.
After checking the traces, Rena Mizunashi took out her key from her bag, opened the door, and entered the apartment.
The empty apartment was very quiet.
It's usually very quiet.
But I don't know why.
Perhaps it was a woman's sixth sense, but Rena Mizunashi had a feeling that she was being watched.
Her hand gripped the gun at her waist, and all the muscles in her body tensed up at that moment.
She can react promptly whenever a situation arises.
She walked into the living room, deliberately keeping her steps light.
The living room was equally quiet.
Then, the light filtering through the curtains allowed Rena Mizunashi to take in the entire living room.
Nobody's here.
However, she did not let her guard down.
She squinted, her gaze fixed on the closed bedroom door.
After taking a slow, gentle breath, Rena Mizunashi took out her gun and assumed a aiming posture.
She slowly walked to the bedroom door and grasped the doorknob with one hand.
Before going in, she listened carefully to see if there was any movement in the room.
It was very quiet.
It was unusually quiet.
An eerie atmosphere permeated the air.
This feeling is very mysterious and cannot be expressed in words.
Moreover, not everyone can sense it.
At that moment, Rena Mizunashi sensed it.
She took a deep breath...
She then quickly opened the door and went inside.
While scanning the room, he raised his hand as if aiming.
Still no one.
"Is it just my imagination?" Rena Mizunashi squinted her beautiful blue eyes, observing the living room, which looked no different from usual. She wondered if she was just imagining things.
But she thought it was unlikely.
The eerie atmosphere in the air made her feel genuinely uncomfortable.
It wasn't out of fear or disgust.
It's more of a feeling of being lost and disoriented.
She felt someone was watching her, but she didn't know their exact location.
Just then, Rena Mizunashi suddenly felt someone tap her shoulder.
Instantly, she felt a chill run down her spine.
Before she could react, she felt something pressing against her waist.
She had a preconceived notion that the thing pressed against her waist was a gun.
Immediately afterwards, a hoarse sound, like a broken blower, rang in her ears:
"Are you looking for me?"
...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
