In just a moment, Zhang Ya had already thought it through.
She tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart and looked at Song Yiyan. "Do you have any way to get evidence of his murder? We'll call the police now."
Song Yiyan pointed at the roses outside the window. "Look at those flowers, they're so beautiful. Look at their color, it's as if they were dyed red with blood."
When Zhang Ya looked over, she suddenly shivered and swallowed with difficulty. No wonder every time she saw those flowers, she would have a strange feeling.
That pervert Zhou Sheng had killed so many women and made them into fertilizer for the flowers. That was why the flowers were so beautiful.
Zhen Xi also took a look and felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. A cold feeling invaded her body and her blood turned cold.
"Are you sure those are all corpses?" When Zhang Ya said the word 'corpses', her teeth were chattering.
