Chapter 573: Destroying the Corpse
"Lin Yilan?"
When Song Siyu opened the door, she saw the face that made her want to scratch it. She cursed inwardly and subconsciously tried to close the door but it was stuck.
"Why are you here? Why are you here in the middle of the night? Do I know you?" He originally wanted to refuse her entry, but when he saw that no one was following her, Song Siyu suddenly became frightened.
Since she brought it upon herself, you can't blame others.
It would be better to end her life here. It's just a life. Since I've already taken one, what does it matter if it's one more or one less?
Unexpectedly, before he could finish his thought, an arm suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blue striped hospital gown was extremely conspicuous.
When she looked up, she saw Lin Yilan smiling coldly, her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, as cold as a frozen pond, piercing to the bone.
"What are you going to do?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp "swish" sound, and the cloth shattered instantly, revealing the fair skin underneath.
Lin Yilan casually threw away the rag in her hand, and their eyes met. Her eyes were full of murderous intent and sharp.
She took out a pen and drew a mysterious pattern on her arm, which suddenly seemed extremely strange in the dim light of the corridor.
Lin Yilan just looked at her coldly, her eyes seemed to be able to see through the skin and directly into people's hearts. They were hollow but also extremely piercing and murderous.
"Do you really think that no one in this world can recognize you? Ridiculous!"
Song Siyu was startled. She felt a chill running from the soles of her feet straight up to the top of her head. Her lips trembled slightly. "Impossible, this is impossible. How could you know? You must be trying to blast me!"
"Bomb you? Do you think you're worthy?"
After a moment of nervousness, Song Siyu became more determined in her previous thoughts. This woman must not be kept. As long as she survived in this world, she would always have to live under her shadow.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, it was like a bamboo shoot taking root, growing rapidly. Her eyes were instantly bloodshot and filled with murderous intent.
Lin Yilan narrowed her eyes, her gaze grew colder, danger was lurking everywhere, just waiting for a fuse, ready to explode.
At this moment, a light footstep sounded beside the two men's ears. Song Siyu suddenly remembered that he was still responsible for a life and the guards had not yet completely withdrawn.
"Shit!"
She cursed inwardly, these cops are really lingering around. They have been cleared of suspicion, but they are still clinging around like flies. It's time to find them something to do.
Obviously Lin Yilan also heard it. Her five senses have always been much sharper than others, and at this moment no one can match her.
The contempt on her face became more and more obvious. She looked at Song Siyu as if she was looking at a clown, which made Song Siyu extremely angry, but he was powerless and could only send her away "politely".
Lin Yilan watched the door slowly closing in front of her. She suddenly smiled evilly, raised the arm with strange patterns painted on it, and made a gesture of wiping her neck.
His pale face was almost transparent under the light, his lips were a little bluish, but his eyes were unusually bright, and he looked so strange that he didn't seem like an ordinary person.
Song Siyu closed the door and stood against the wall for a long time. She felt extremely upset. She always felt that something was going to happen. That look kept appearing in her mind, making her feel extremely scared.
"Devil! Lin Yilan is a devil!"
She cursed a few times and tried her best to erase that look from her mind, but found it was in vain. That poisonous look seemed to be engraved in her brain, making her toss and turn, unable to sleep all night.
Is this Lin Yilan... is she still the same Lin Yilan she knew? Why does she look so strange? And what she said yesterday...
Has this woman figured out my secret?
Early the next morning, Song Siyu woke up with dark circles under her eyes. She put on heavy European and American style makeup to cover up her dark circles.
Not long after she finished putting on her makeup, she received a call and was asked to go out to pay a bill. She always felt something was strange, but she was too tired to think about it as she was not energetic enough. She just walked out the door in her high heels.
When she walked to the dressing mirror, the mirror next to her suddenly broke into several pieces with a "snap", which scared her. She frowned and walked out the door without paying any attention.
After all, it is understandable that this situation does happen when the quality of the mirror does not meet the requirements.
Half an hour later, after paying the water and electricity bills at home for some unknown reason, she slowly went back home.
As soon as she opened the door, a strong smell of blood rushed through her nose and into her brain. She sat up suddenly, her eyes widening.
The room was a mess, with all kinds of things scattered on the ground. Not far away, the female secretary who had been drinking with him yesterday was lying in the mess.
With his mouth half open and his sky-blue eyes still closed, he stared at the ceiling. His lips were pale and purple, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.
Song Siyu couldn't even scream at this moment. She slid down the shoe cabinet and sat on the ground, covering her mouth and staring at the scene without blinking.
In my mind, Lin Yilan's eyes last night appeared in the depths of my mind again, as well as the "wiping neck" action.
Is it her? No, it shouldn't be. Based on my understanding of her...
No, no, no, maybe I don’t know the real her.
At this moment, Song Siyu's mind was in a mess. She couldn't make sense of it and couldn't figure it out. She hugged her head with her hands and huddled in the corner. The omnipresent fear left her with nowhere to escape.
She didn't know what to do. She didn't kill the man, but since he died here, she was the biggest suspect, and she had just gotten rid of the suspicion of another murder.
Her mind was in a mess, and she sat there for nearly half an hour.
Suddenly, the phone in her bag rang unexpectedly, which scared her. Seeing the three words "Smith" flashing on it, she hesitated and picked up the phone.
"In her room, in the third drawer from the left, there's a potion that can melt the human body. You know what I mean, right?"
A rough and unpleasant voice came with a strong sense of mystery and weird electronic music. The other party was obviously using a voice changer.
Song Siyu was at a loss and nodded subconsciously and agreed. Her place had become a murder scene again and she really didn't want to have any interaction with those cops.
Following Smith's instructions, she tremblingly went to the secretary's room, found the bottle of potion, and tried to uncork it.
In an instant, the pungent and choking smell made her tears flow freely. She quickly put the cork in, took her to the living room with disgust, pulled out the cork, and poured the medicine all over the female secretary.
"Sizzle, sizzle!"
The sound, like fat being roasted on a grill pan, and the pungent, fishy smell instantly filled the entire living room.
Song Siyu covered her nose and almost vomited, but she forced herself to hold it back.
This sound continued for more than ten minutes. When she looked again, the female secretary who had been dead for a long time had turned into a pool of black, foul-smelling pus.
At the same time, the police who had been lingering near her house and refused to leave naturally noticed something unusual here, but because they had no search warrant, they could only go to the community to check the surveillance.
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