Now, Huang Xiaolong and the others watched this 'ghostly scene' with a strong sense of immersion.
Everyone hoped that the child could escape this tragedy.
Soon, the murderer cornered the child in the bathroom. Then, he cruelly pushed the child's head into the toilet, drowning him to death.
"Damn it! If I caught this person, I'd tear him apart!" Lin Zicong suddenly roared in anger, slamming the table, then turned to Lin Jing. "Sister, was the mass murder case in this haunted house ever solved? Did they catch the killer?"
"Well… I'll have to go back to the precinct to find out. This case wasn't handled by me." Lin Jing frowned. "Don't worry. I'll check the archives tomorrow."
"Wait... It's not over yet." Huang Xiaolong continued to watch the images on the wall thoughtfully.
At this moment, a blurry male figure stood in front of the bathroom mirror,"Ha...ha..ha.. They're all dead... Everyone is dead... And me? Xiao Qin is dead... What's the point of me being alive?"
