chapter 5

I was stunned.

It took me several seconds to realize what Ouyang was doing.

Covering my mouth, I desperately suppressed the scream rising in my throat.

He Qi’s head rolled off his neck.

His face was turned toward the wardrobe, and for some reason his eyelids were open, his dull, lifeless eyes meeting mine inside the wardrobe.

Ouyang began to dismember the body.

Her movements were skillful; first she separated the whole body into large pieces, then broke those down into smaller chunks.

Then she went to the kitchen.

In the very kitchen where He Qi had just shared wine with me, Ouyang set up a large pot.

I didn’t need to guess what she was planning to do.

The first batch of meat was quickly thrown in and began to boil.

My stomach churned violently, nausea and terror mixing together until I could barely think.

What should I do?

Call the police. Yes, I need to call the police.

I took out my phone, only to find in despair that it was out of battery.

Peeking out through the crack in the wardrobe, I looked outside.

I saw He Qi’s phone, which had fallen into the gap in the sofa.

I could use He Qi’s phone to call the police!

I tried to stand up, but my legs, which had gone weak without my noticing, made me stumble.

My head banged against the wardrobe door with a thud.

The sound of chopping meat in the kitchen stopped immediately.