Seeing the object flying straight at him, Song Lin almost subconsciously raised his gun and aimed at the incoming motion, pulling the trigger.
With a "bang," a trail of fire spewed out.
The object hurtling towards him was instantly shattered by the bullet, splashing juice all over Song Lin's face and head.
Song Lin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously licking his lips.
"Beer?"
Tasting the juice that was beer, Song Lin was taken aback again, and then the alarm bells went off in his heart, a sense of danger making his spine turn cold in an instant.
The child in room 512 was indeed Axi.
What eight-year-old child drinks beer?
Having fired the gun on instinct, Song Lin thought to himself, "This is bad," as he was too tense and had subconsciously pulled the trigger. If he had been wrong, he might have to spend the rest of his life in prison.
But now...
Song Lin no longer thought that way.
Song Lin knew that he had not misjudged.
But he had still been careless.
