Lu Ban couldn't help but glance at Cui Siter beside him.
This policeman was staring out of the window, apparently lost in thought.
The bloodstains on his body had long since dried up, and he looked exhausted and decadent.
Lu Ban remembered the figure he had just seen in the room on the second floor of the motel—it was undoubtedly Cui Siter.
But the person was just staring over at him without any movement.
If that was Cui Siter, then who was beside him right now?
Lu Ban recalled that when Cui Siter described his experiences, many details were extremely vague and hard to believe.
For example, whose blood was on Cui Siter, his gun and bullets had vanished without a trace, and why, after being attacked, Cui Siter only lay on the ground and had not been treated otherwise.
In other words, Lu Ban began to suspect that the Cui Siter beside him might be a fake.
