Li Aixue, frightened, fell to the ground, her hand slashed by broken glass, not even feeling the pain: "Don't kill me, I was wrong, Gu Pan, I really was, please spare me."
Gu Pan didn't waste any words, or even a glance, as she went straight over and slit Li Aixue's throat, then used Li Aixue's scarf to block the spurt of blood, so as not to soil her clothes.
After twitching a few times, Li Aixue quickly stopped breathing.
Gu Pan and the others searched directly to the top floor, where no people were found, but the goods were plenty, all at the highest level – two bags each of rice and flour, two boxes of noodles, instant noodles and self-heating hotpot enough for two boxes, a box of snacks, two boxes of frozen vegetables and fruits, a box of frozen dumplings and steamed buns, and a box of cooking oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.
Other daily necessities like toilet paper, laundry powder, shower gel, and facial cleanser were also abundant.