Could he be the one who left these blood letters?
Chen Ge decided to ask the person directly. He held the hammer and took out the recorder from his backpack. When he pressed the power button, the person before him suddenly disappeared. Only Chen Ge's footsteps echoed in the corridor. He turned the corner and a sentence was left on the white wall—You'll regret this!
Is that a threat?
There was nothing else on the wall other than the ugly handwriting. Chen Ge slowly put the recorder away.
Now is not the time to get hung up over these things. The crucial thing is to get to the morgue's central hub within the time limit.
