C705 Face to Face with the Victim

I squeezed my face, and it didn't take long to feel the pain.

Nothing in the room had changed. The two women were still there, and the electronic clock on the wall said December 23rd.

"Heh …"

I couldn't help but let out a dry laugh.

I had seen the murder more than once, and the shock of the bloody scene was unimaginable to anyone who had not seen it with their own eyes.

However