"Wang Xin? The one who died last night?" The Fortune-teller immediately turned her head to look outside the door, but saw nothing.
She turned back with some concern and saw that Xiao Tuwan in front of her looked a bit anxious. Xiao Tuwan quickly stood up, pushed open the door, and looked in a certain direction. "That's right, it's her!"
At this time, there wasn't any trace of Wang Xin on the street. Only a few customers in the shop looked at them with curious eyes.
Chu Changge and Fatty, who were in the farthest corner, had noticed them long ago. Chu Changge was observing them with narrowed eyes.
Fatty's hearing wasn't very good. Plus, the three women were speaking in low voices, so he only heard Xiao Tuwan's last sentence.
He curiously looked at Chu Changge across from him. "Who is Wang Xin?"
"Wang Xin is the one who died last night. I went to check this morning, and her corpse has disappeared," Chu Changge replied softly to Fatty.
