Chapter 145- Red Cloth
The news of ten corpses found dead in an alley near the Red Velvet auction house spread like wildfire. When it turned out to be Stephen Layl, an extremely wealthy businessman and someone who attended the auction, all eyes were directed toward the Red Velvet auction house.
Police and investigators swarmed the place to search for evidence. However, they could find nothing that could lead them to the killer. There were no cameras either. It was a perfect crime.
Meanwhile, the culprit was inside his room, sitting on a desk in front of a laptop. His cold, distant eyes shone faintly under the light emanating from the screen.
His fingers were running through the keyboard at an alarming speed as he opened and closed windows. Eventually, he heard a 'ding' sound, announcing that he successfully finished the task.
Running his hand through his hair, his eyes shifted to look at the phone that he linked to the laptop.
