When Chu Changge and Fatty stepped into the dark mall, the first thing they saw was a corpse, its eyes wide open, refusing to close in death.
Fatty stared at the corpse on the floor, its eyes starkly open. "It's Mingyue..."
Fatty wasn't surprised by Mingyue's death. He always felt that she was a bit sly but couldn't articulate exactly why.
Chu Changge shone his flashlight on the corpse's wound. "The wound doesn't seem to be caused by a sharp weapon. She must have bled to death after being stabbed and lived for quite a while. And it appears she was dragged here from somewhere else."
What a pitiful death, Fatty thought, looking at the trail of blood. "This couldn't have been done by a ghost, right?"
Would a ghost have the leisure to murder someone and then drag them to the doorway? Of course not.
Fatty followed the blood trail and saw a figure in the darkness. It was Xiao Qiao.
