Removing the knife from Jim's neck, Li Yifei looked at the slight cut on his skin, turned around, walked a few steps in the room, picked up the photo, and said, "Is this you as a child?"
"Uh, yes, I was young back then. I hid this photo and buried it underground. When I came back here, I dug it up. Okay, I must admit this was originally my family's house, but it got occupied. When I returned a few days ago, I shot the person, and kept his wife, because she looked beautiful!"
"You have quite a few lies. I'm afraid you won't make it to heaven after you die." Li Yifei said with apparent regret.
