On the other side.
Yang Xin felt a shadow trailing her relentlessly, instilling great fear in her heart.
The only light came from the flickering street lamps, and the shops along the streets were all shut. The road was so silent that not a single car was in sight.
At first, the figure had merely followed her from a distance, but now it was blatantly trailing right behind her.
When Yang Xin looked back, she could only see a murky darkness, and the person was wearing a Ghost Mask, which looked extremely terrifying.
Yang Xin quickened her pace, but the figure matched her speed, maintaining a constant distance. It was as if a cat were toying with a mouse.
Yang Xin had seen news about the recent serial killings in Linchuan City and had a vague feeling that the person following her might be the murderer behind those crimes.
Li Chen, you have to come quickly!
Yang Xin was extremely anxious. She wanted to seek help from nearby shops or pedestrians, but there wasn't a soul in sight.
